Ginny parted her legs slightly as she pulled Harry down, his weight resting on top of her now. It dawned in her they had never been in this position alone before. Ginny blocked out the other night with Hermione, this was her time with Harry.
She pressed her sex against his hardening erection through the material that seperated them, She arched her self as he kissed her neck, her sensative spot as he well knew. She slide her hands down his back, mails tracing his skin.
Her name coming from his lips was nearly the best thing Ginny had ever heard. This was different, it felt like he was choosing her, even if only for this brief encounter. "Yes," she whimpered tenderly, urging him on.
His length was poking into her now. Ginny knew she was already very wet, she could feel the moisture pooling between her legs in a way it never had before. She reached down between them, rolling her hips up and attempting to peel the shorts she was wearing off her slender frame.