Re: Atticus and Fio
Atticus always seemed to work with a sole dedication to her pleasure, and he was good at what he did. It often left Fio wondering why she had ever waited so long to become his. They truly were fairly matched after all.
Fiona moaned her lover's name out as she rocked her hips and her pleasure built. Her hands reached down and through his hair urging him onward. Already, she could feel her pleasure peaking. It honestly did not take much before she was crying out as her orgasm overcame her, making her tremble in pleasure.