She sucks in a breath and does hold it, trying to rock slightly onto his hand as Draco does his best to hit the right spot. He can't look at the table; he has to watch her face. One more stroke and she starts to come. Her legs try to jerk up but she remembers his words and plants them back on the ground. He leans into her hair and whispers, "Good," as she convulses around him. Her hand is fisted in her hair and he feels her abdomen jerk with the waves of her orgasm.