Fiona's wet dreams echo in her lover's mind, each moan a siren call that draws him closer. In the throes of her fantasy, she doesn't notice him enter the room, his eyes locked on her heaving breasts and the hand buried between her thighs. He watches, enraptured, as she fingers herself, her juices glistening on her fingers and her body arching with each stroke. When she finally comes, it's with a scream that leaves him breathless, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm.