Hermione whimpered at his bold words. She couldn’t have been any faster as she pulled down the front of her nightdress, her breasts spilling out and her nipples hardening by the chill night air. He pushed her down until she was lying on her back. Malfoy’s eyes were fixed on her wild curls and the redness of her cheeks. She felt like a goddess under his gaze. He placed the ice on top of one of her breasts, circling around her areola.