Draco never broke eye contact as he got closer to the apex of her thighs, breathing in the smell of her arousal and groaning. He knew he’d be addicted after one taste, and all he wanted was to have her thighs wrapped around his head. He kissed her over the dress, never breaking eye contact, and slowly pushed the dress up over her thighs and to her stomach. Then he sucked on her clit through her panties, the most delicate red silk panties that left little to the imagination.  I’m keeping these. 