But Harry just smiled wickedly at her and kept up with his casting. He moved to her inner thighs, her arse, and finally down between her legs ... where even the smallest touch of his wand caused her to orgasm again and again. Hermione couldn't be sure, she'd have to do some research on it, but she was reasonably convinced that no woman in the history of the human race had ever been in the throes of such intense sexual pleasure as she was right now.