She rose from Malfoy’s lap only to unbutton her jeans. They each took off their lower remaining articles of clothing before she straddled his thighs once more. She knew they were both ready, but she ran her hand over and along his length before guiding it to her entrance which was already wet with want for him. It had been a few weeks since her first time and although there was an initial tightness, there was no sharp pain as she sank down on him.