Fiona's heart raced as she hurried up the stairs, her fists clenched at her sides. She closed the door to her room behind her and leaned against it, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm down. A part of her was grateful for Ian stepping in and giving her a ride home, but another part couldn't help but feel guilty about involving him in this mess.

Eventually, she mustered up the courage to text him, thanking him again for his help and promising to make it up to him later.

Fiona was curled up on her bed, tears streaming down her face as she tried to compose herself. She heard a scraping noise at her window and looked up, startled, to see Ian climbing through it with a bouquet of roses and her favorite chocolates in hand. Her mouth fell open in shock for a moment before she stammered out a grateful "thank you."

Taking the flowers and chocolates gratefully, she sniffled and wiped away her tears. "

Fiona laughed, her eyes sparkling as she looked up at him. "Only if you promise to keep me warm," she replied playfully, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair. The feel of his strong arms underneath her and the weight of his body pressed against hers sent a shiver down her spine. With a sigh, she let out a soft moan, arching her back slightly as he continued to tease her with their playful banter.

Her breath caught in her throat when he mentioned taking off his jacket;

Fiona bit her bottom lip as she looked up at him with eager eyes. "I'm cold," she whispered, nodding toward his jacket. "Please?" Her voice was barely above a whisper, but the pleading tone left no room for doubt about what she wanted. The heat between them seemed to intensify with every passing second, making it nearly impossible for her to focus on anything else.

Her heart raced as he moved closer, his hands slowly unzipping the jacket and sliding it off of his broad shoulders.

Fiona smiled innocently at you, biting her lower lip as she pretended to be unaware of your gaze. "Well... what if I say you shouldn't peek either?" Her voice was playful and teasing, a hint of mischief sparkling in her bright green eyes.

She leaned further out from the shower, water dripping down her naked body as she waited for your reply. Her heart raced with excitement and anticipation, enjoying the power trip that came with teasing you like this.

Fiona giggled at your response, her shoulders shaking as she fought back another wave of laughter. "Oh, you're just jealous because you can't be in here with me," she teased, running a hand through her wet hair. "Besides, it's not like I'm doing anything...naughty..." Her voice trailed off suggestively as she leaned even further out from the shower, her breasts swaying gently beneath the streaming water.

Fiona's breath came in ragged gasps as she felt him collapse on top of her. Her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, every nerve ending alive with sensation. She moaned softly into the pillow, feeling his weight press down on her and the hardness of his cock inside her. A shiver ran through her as he mentioned how tight she felt; it only served to heighten her arousal even further.

"Oh... God,"

Fiona arched her back, pressing herself even closer against him as he still filled her. Her hips began to move again in small circles, grinding against his cock as she tried desperately to feel every last inch of him inside her. "Don't stop," she murmured, the words muffled by the fabric of the pillow. "I need you to keep going."

Her hands moved up to wrap around his neck, pulling him down for another deep, passionate kiss as their bodies moved together in a rhythm all their own.

Fiona smiled triumphantly as she heard him groan in pleasure. "There you go," she said with a satisfied smile. "I remember how good I used to be at giving massages." She continued to work on his muscles, her fingers digging deeper as they waited for the light to turn green. It was a strangely intimate moment between them, one that neither of them expected but both were enjoying immensely.

Fiona winced as she listened to the shouting coming from inside her house. "Oh no... I'd better go deal with them," she said reluctantly, beginning to climb off of the bike. "Thanks for everything today, Ian. It was really fun hanging out with you." She flashed him a grateful smile before hurrying towards the front door, her heart racing as she prepared herself for whatever argument awaited her on the other side.

Her gasps and moans filled the room as you took her hard and fast, your cock filling her up perfectly. Her body arched off the floor, meeting every thrust with a groan of pleasure. The sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by you sent shivers down her spine, making every nerve ending tingle in anticipation. As the hours passed, she fell deeper and deeper into this intense haze of desire and satisfaction, losing track of time as you took her over and over again.

Her fingers dug into the carpet as she arched her back, meeting your thrusts with equal fervor. The room spun around her in a haze of pleasure and sweat, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as you took her harder and faster. She cried out your name, the sound filling the air as she was lost to the sensations coursing through her body. Her eyes slipped shut, every nerve ending focused on the feel of you inside her, the connection between them growing stronger with each passing moment.