 Draco’s fingers were relentless, his breathing quickened as he watched her, her eyes wide open in one moment and then squeezed shut the next. He increased the pace and Hermione couldn’t hold on anymore, the abyss was pulling her and she happily let go. Her entire body spasmed and a loud moan escaped her lips. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her lips parted. She was barely aware of herself, of her body, of Draco’s fingers that were now gentle, stroking her with a feather-light touch one more time before he put her panties back in place.