Draco crouched then to grab her by her thighs and pushed her up the counter in a smooth movement, as if she weighed nothing. Her elbows fell back for balance, trying to find hold on the smooth surface. She spread her legs on her own so he could step in between them. His eyes had turned hungry, and he shrugged off his suit jacket without letting go of her pleading gaze. She needed to feel him, the validation that he wanted to touch her just as much as she wanted to be touched by him.