It was intense, it was more than Hermione had ever imagined would happen that night. She had this voice in the back of her head telling her they should slow down, but an even louder voice compelled her to go faster. As Malfoy’s lips left her own to trail a path of heated kisses down her throat, her hips bucked as he sucked and laved at her pulse point with his tongue. The sigh of pure pleasure that left her lips as the apex of her thighs met Malfoy’s leg between her knees should have embarrassed her, but Malfoy’s reaction was like a drug that she needed more of instantly. He shuddered and bit down on the spot where her neck met her shoulder, stifling a groan of his own. 