He wanted to drink more, he probed at her entrance with his finger and it slid right in, her moans made him greedy, and he added one more. The drenched noises were a melody to his ears. It surprised him that he was at a loss for words when he glanced up to find her in complete ecstasy. Her small hands closing in thigh fists pulling at his sheets. Hermione was undulating at the rhythm of the trusts of his digits, she was so far gone. 