Hermione gasped as he overwhelmed her senses. She’d always admired the strength in his hands as she’d watched them wrap around his broom and reach for the snitch during Quidditch games, but at this very moment she appreciated them much more as one held her strong and the other brought her ever closer to climax. She quickened the pace of her strokes and twisted the hand fisted around him, revelling in the gasping breaths Malfoy released against her heated skin. 