with your tongue." Draco didn’t hesitate. He dropped to his knees and fastened his mouth over her like he was starving. Hermione felt his groan vibrate through her as his tongue flicked over her. The man was a natural. After a few moments, he was experimenting with different licks and suction. Wholly lost in the haze, Hermione was vocal about the techniques she liked, and he responded enthusiastically. His fingers inside her danced in sync with his tongue, and she squirmed against the rising orgasm. Draco’s spare hand snaked up her trembling torso, closed firmly over her breast, and Hermione screamed as her climax engulfed her.  