Even after a pleasurably exhausting night, she was very tempted to give in to his request. Nothing at the Ministry seemed nearly as important as what was happening right inside their bed. The Dolohovs might not have always liked each other much, but there was never any denying that they had excellent chemistry. Antonin's hand slid down her bare body leaving goosebumps on her flesh wherever it touched. His lips and tongue traced patterns on her shoulders and neck. She had to bite back a sigh that she knew would only encourage him.