Re: Atticus and Fio
His own hips pushed lustfully back against hers as he began to push in and out of her, his groans growing deep and his breathing becoming heavier. Grinding his hips down and forward, meeting her own hips as she arched into him, fighting back against her body in an undulating, lustful motion.
His lips continued to trace against her skin, kissing her neck and chest, down over her breasts as he filled her, breathing her scent in, and enjoying the feeling of her sex wrapped tight against him, the wetness clinging. Her own moans filling his ears.