His laugh was cut off when Hermione lowered her head and began sucking and biting all along his chest, her tongue circling and flattening against his nipples between bites.  I guess I’m not the only one who likes to claim what’s theirs, he thought bemusedly. He suddenly felt two hands wrap tightly around his dick and his eyes crossed; she was going to end him today. And he was ready. Her pace was enchanting; she applied more pressure at the head, while keeping a firm grip down the rest of his shaft. 