Voldemort moved in and before her mind could even register anything beyond that, he was kissing her hungrily. Their lips moved together, despite what a part of her wanted. There was the other part that made her react positively to what he was doing to her. Her hands held her firmly to the counter, gripping the edge as his hand let go of her thigh and touched with her other breast. As his fingers moved to gently pinch the hardened buds, his teeth caught her bottom lip in between his and an uncontrollable moan escaped her.