In the heart of the city, there was a woman named Fiona. She was a ginger goddess, with fiery red hair that cascaded down her back in loose waves. Her skin was porcelain, flawless and unblemished, and her curves were those of a goddess. Her breasts were perfect, firm and round, with nipples that seemed to beg for attention. Her body was toned and fit, the product of long hours spent at the gym.
Fiona worked as a high-powered attorney, and she was used to getting what she wanted. But there was one thing she couldn’t have – the man of her dreams. She had been lusting after him for months, but he had always kept her at arm’s length.
One night, after a particularly grueling day at work, Fiona decided to take matters into her own hands. She put on her sexiest lingerie and headed to his apartment, determined to seduce him once and for all.
When she arrived, she found him sitting on the couch, looking tired and stressed. She walked over to him, and before he could say a word, she straddled him and pressed her lips to his. He was taken aback at first, but soon he was kissing her back with just as much passion.
Fiona’s hands roamed over his chest, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. She could feel his cock hardening beneath her, and she ground her hips against him, letting him know what she wanted.
He broke the kiss and looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice husky with need.
Fiona nodded, her eyes filled with desire. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
He stood up, lifting her with him, and carried her to the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and started to undress her, his fingers trembling with desire. He kissed her neck, her collarbone, and her breasts, taking each nipple into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue.
Fiona moaned with pleasure, her hands tangled in his hair. She could feel her wetness seeping through her lingerie, and she knew she couldn’t wait any longer.
He slid her panties down her legs and spread her thighs. He looked at her perfect pussy, already glistening with desire. He leaned down and licked her, tasting her sweetness. Fiona moaned, her hips bucking against his mouth.
He slid a finger inside her, then two, fucking her slowly. She was so tight, so wet. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, and he knew she was close.
He stood up and took off his pants, revealing his hard cock. Fiona looked at it, her eyes wide with desire. She reached out and touched it, feeling its heat and hardness.
He positioned himself at her entrance and looked into her eyes. “Are you ready?” he asked, his voice husky with desire.
Fiona nodded, her eyes filled with desire. “Yes, please,” she whispered.
He thrust into her, filling her completely. Fiona moaned, her nails digging into his back. He started to move, fucking her slow and deep. Fiona wrapped her legs around him, meeting him thrust for thrust.
Their moans filled the room, drowning out the sound of their bodies slapping together. Fiona could feel herself getting close, her muscles clenching around him.
He reached down and rubbed her clit, sending her over the edge. She screamed, her orgasm ripping through her. He followed her, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.
They lay there, spent and satisfied, their bodies entwined. Fiona looked up at him, her eyes filled with love. “I love you,” she whispered.
He smiled down at her, his eyes filled with love. “I love you too,” he whispered back.
And they knew that they would never be apart again.
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The end.
