Re: Atticus and Fio
A groan lifted from Atticus' throat when he felt Fiona's hips pushing back into him, the firmness of his hands moving back to the small of her back, lifting her slender hips into his and bringing the kiss to a higher plane. Biting at her lower lip, and sucking at it softly before then pulling back and grinning at the feel of her hands on his back.
Atticus drew his fingers down along her own back, loving the shivers he felt from her, showing she was enjoying herself. His hands slipped into the band of her panties and he lightly pulled on them, pulling them down along her legs after he'd reached up beneath her skirt, then kissed along her chin and then her jawline. Sloping down along her neck while he worked at completely undressing his bride-to-be.