Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist, breaking their snogging off to trail small kisses down his neck, across his chest, and back up the other side. He dropped his head back allowing her better access. He stood supporting their weight in the pool, groping her arse. Hermione moaned and wiggled until she aligned their body parts. Slowly she sank onto him, then raised herself. She repeated the process moaning at the pleasurable sensations. Marcus's hands on her hips urged her to increase her pace. She ignored him, keeping up her leisurely speed. "Little dove, you're killing me."