His mouth descended to her neck where he bit her pulse point and soothed the pain with a kiss while she grasped his hair, fingers flexing on his scalp. His hand moved to her blouse, trying to pull it down, but the fabric was stiff, and he was an impatient man when it came to her, so she didn’t even mind hearing the blouse rip apart. Hermione started fervently grinding on his thighs, and Malfoy was about to destroy her bra that was hiding her breasts from him when suddenly he let out a hiss and groaned, his left arm back from her as if burned.