Both hands slid down to her ass and pulled, nearly lifting her off the floor, and he deepened the kiss.  Finally . His tongue tangled with hers, and she stumbled. He tasted divine. Hands still on her butt, he lifted her completely, and she let her legs fold around his hips. The towel hadn’t lasted, and she could feel him pressing against her. She wrenched away from his mouth to try and breathe. He trailed kisses down her chin. Walking forward, he placed her on the marble bathroom counter, the cold stone making her feel even hotter. He pressed against her, a hand behind her neck and devoured her mouth again. Hermione was on fire. 