Just then, she could feel the commanding grip of Malfoy’s hand turn her head back to him. Through his mask, his steely gaze was smoldering. Without stopping to think, she raised herself onto her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his once more. As his soft mouth met hers again, his fingers trailed from her chin down to her neck. He held her just tight enough causing a spark to run through her system. In response, her hand fastened around his forearm, squeezing him lightly. His tongue prodded her lips until she opened up to him, melting into his kiss, unaware of anything or anyone else.