His hands had already gone under her skirt and his fingers lightly traced over the backs of her thighs. He kissed her neck again, moving down as his hands pulled her forward. She felt her body melting against him. "I’ve been told I’m very good with my tongue," he murmured and she sighed. If Malfoy wanted to go down on her to prove he was as good as her dream had been she wouldn’t say no. Her body was already begging for release and he had hardly touched her.