Yes. The one word seemed to not only give him permission but encourage him to do more. Ginny really wanted him. He could feel the heat of her through the thin material. His cock twitched against her. Harry knew he wanted this just as badly as she did.
Harry squirmed as her nails teased him. Then they were gone as Ginny was trying to take her shorts off. Lifting his hips, Harry wanted them to come off. Pulling back from her neck, he had left a little red mark.
“Mine too,” he urged her gently as he lifted his hips. Harry swallowed hard.
“Should I?” he asked, knowing that he would be poised to enter her if his pants came off. He had always heard that girls hated to jump right to that. But, it seemed…right. He wanted to be inside her. He wanted to make love to her. Make love to Ginny Weasley? It seemed like a dream…