She should feel exposed, anyone could look up and see them, see her, her dress merely a belt around her naked body, his hands toying with her most intimate parts, but his words and touch had her pleasantly distracted. Draco, as much as he loved how far she’d let him go, didn’t want to share everything, he’d let their friends see her come but they were all oblivious and she was fully dressed. No, her naked orgasming body was for his eyes only. He spins her around, her nipples brushing the soft cotton of his shirt, he takes in her flushed cheeks and slowly parts her lips with his. He goes for tender, but she needs more, her tongue duelling with his, her nails scraping along his neck and into his hair. He pulls away, and drops to his knees. He loves how she leans back on the glass and spreads her legs just that little bit more for him, knowing full well what he intends to do.