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They didn't speak. Their eyes and bodies communicated what words couldn't. Jack knelt between her legs, the head of his thickness poised at her opening, wet with her desire for him. His mouth covered Fiona's again, and her legs wrapped around his waist, easing him closer. Jack pushed himself into her tightness, rewarded by her intensely wet heat, enraptured by the sensation of her supple, young flesh. He moved slowly within her depths, stroking her breasts, her corset-covered belly, the smooth curves of her hips, as her legs closed around him more firmly. Her hands swept down the hard planes of his back as he grabbed her buttocks, lifting her hips.
He dove into her with even, deep strokes, keeping his rhythm slow so he could restrain his passion. Fiona was unable to move her eyes from his, her moans getting louder. She clasped him more firmly, keeping him completely inside of her, making him remain idle for a full minute before continuing to move on her. Jack felt her clench him from the inside, and the sensation urged him to move faster. A light flush crept across her heaving chest, distracting him as Fiona lifted herself up on one forearm, and pushed him onto his back and straddled his body.
Her hair fell loose now in waves over her shoulders, the natural red and gold hues glimmering in the firelight and framing her soft face. She ground her hips into his almost violently, her head falling back, her hair tickling the tops of Jack's thighs. His hands roved over her heavy, bouncing breasts, down over her flanks, her soft rounded buttocks. Her moans intensified, as did his, as the pressure in his loins became too much to ignore. Their breaths came erratically as she rolled her hips into him harder, faster, her fingers digging into his muscular chest and shoulders. When his gaze met hers, the savagery ready to burst within him was mirrored perfectly on her features.
Then Fiona's eyes finally closed, and her thighs began to shake as she panted, moving impossibly fast up and down his erection, her cream spilling over the length of him and down between them. He pushed upwards into her with his hips until she stopped shaking, trying to catch her breath.
"That... that's never happened to me before," Fiona murmured drunkenly, prying her eyes open, staring down at him from beneath her thick, tangled lashes. Jack smiled, feeling that he'd just claimed her body as his, imprinting her with his mark so she would never forget him.
As though understanding exactly what he needed, she rotated her body over him until she was straddling him backwards, letting him get up slightly so that she was on all fours on the ground. Jack was consumed by Fiona's luscious body, and he plunged into her from behind with a rough grunt, his hips slapping against her plush bottom with each thrust. She still squeezed him from inside, making Jack feel like he was ready to explode.
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