I gently cup her breasts and flick my tongue over her nipples a few more times, then push myself off the mattress and sink down next to her. I pull her against me with one arm, my other hand making its way down her stomach. I stop questioningly at the edge of her knickers. It's only when Granger cranes her neck and kisses me, equally impatient and inviting, that I slowly slide my fingers under the fabric.