“Nope. I will be completely content if I get those two things.”
Even as she moved, he pulled at her, hauling her legs over his chest as if she weighed nothing. She lost her balance and sprawled against him, her face near his cock and settling against his thighs. She almost protested, but then his arms gripped her hips and she felt his mouth nuzzle her pussy. “Mmm, right there,” he murmured, sounding so pleased as his tongue gave her a long, slick swipe that made her shudder.
She propped up on her elbows, adjusting her body. His cock was so big that it brushed against her face, and she leaned on one arm as she took him into her hand with the other, then put her lips to the head.
As soon as she did, his tongue stroked over her clit and she heard him groan. “Right there, baby.”
A whimper escaped her—she seemed to make all kinds of needy noises when he touched her—and she licked the head of him over and over again, teasing him with her tongue like he was to her.
“How do you like it, baby? Want to stop?” His tongue circled her core, the tip pushing inward, and she felt the urge to buck against it, moaning. “Or you want to keep going?”
Her entire body felt as if it were quaking with need. “Keep going,” she breathed. “Feels good.”
“Take me in your mouth,” he commanded.
She did, feeding his cock in between her lips. Her tongue dragged along his length, and she licked and nibbled every inch of him, and all the while he licked her folds and teased her clit, thrusting his tongue against her core every now and then. Edie took him deep and began to suck, hollowing her cheeks.
Magnus groaned. “Fuck, that’s good.”
She felt something new press against her core—his finger. His tongue teased her clit even as he began to stroke a finger in and out of her, and Edie began to make soft, needy sounds all over again. His length filled her mouth, and he started to pump against her tongue, her lips moving over him, even as his finger worked in and out of her.
An orgasm began to build, her leg muscles tightening. She moaned around his cock, and he responded by thrusting into her mouth deeper, the head butting against the back of her throat. She tried to suck him in again, but she was getting distracted by her burgeoning orgasm, and a moment later, it crested. Edie cried out as he continued to lick her clit and thrust into her with his finger. She lost her grip on his cock and whimpered through the waves of the orgasm. When she recovered her breath, she began to kiss and lick his length, still quivering as he thrust his finger into her, sending aftershocks through her body.
“I’m going to come,” he warned her, thrusting against her lips.
“Do it,” she encouraged, pressing her lips to him and kissing the soft, scorching-hot skin over his cock. “I want to taste it.”
He groaned, and she felt the first hot spatter of cum against her mouth. Hot jets of it splashed across her hands and face. He murmured her name, and she felt his entire body shudder under hers, felt the tremor of his orgasm as it ripped through him. It felt oddly intimate, even if she was a bit sticky now.
Magnus heaved a long breath, then patted her ass. “Can I keep you?”
And she laughed, because even though she was tired and her knee hurt, and despite everything else, she was having a wonderful time. They got up, cleaned up, took a quick shower together, and a few minutes later, returned to bed together, both naked. Magnus pulled her against him, his body smelling like soap and clean skin. He nuzzled her neck and wrapped his arms around her. “Get some sleep. I’ve got a long day of coding tomorrow, and there’s more of the convention you’ll probably want to see.”
“Mmm.” More Bronies and cat girls and people looking at her weird when she didn’t get their gamer jokes. “Or . . . I could stay in the room with you, and whenever you take a break, we can cuddle?”
“If by cuddle, you mean sixty-nine again, I am all for that.”
Okay, that was kind of what she had meant. She giggled at the thought. Magnus was turning her into the world’s raunchiest cat lady. How Bianca would be shocked.
Then, she decided, she didn’t give a shit what Bianca thought. Content, she burrowed against Magnus’s side and went to sleep.
Chapter Fourteen
The rest of the stay passed in a blur. Magnus was in a coding frenzy, the ideas pouring out of him faster than he could write the basics down. It would be months and months of work, he told her, but he seemed utterly happy about it. Things were moving for him again, and moving without Levi, and she’d never seen him so pleased with his work. And she was a little proud that she was the catalyst for it.
For herself? She went down to the convention a few more times, but it wasn’t her sort of thing, and her knee didn’t care for all the walking, so she ended up hanging out in the room with Magnus. She read a book on her phone, watched a few movies, and just snuggled with him in bed while he worked, and it was pretty much perfect.
The only thing she missed were her cats. If she’d had a few of them curled up in bed with them? Heaven. Magnus called his assistant and checked on his two “ladies” and she’d talked to Jenna about her cats, too, because she was weird like that.
Bianca sent her a few inquisitive little texts, but she ignored those. Oh, Edie wasn’t totally heartless. She sent a chirpy Having fun! Busy! XO text to shut her up, but she didn’t want to have Bianca and the real world intruding on their little interlude.
Soon enough, she’d have to go back to her tiny townhouse and her tiny life. Right now, it was just her and Magnus in a happy bubble, and she wanted to enjoy it.