He pushed her up onto the large desk with a chuckle as she struggled to tie the letter together. Draco moved between her legs and began kissing the insides of her thighs. She groaned, grasping for her wand to charm it to the owl and finally be rid of it. The poor owl hadn’t flown more than half a yard before she was a moaning wreck, wringing her hands through the blond hair of her husband. 