“You do?” Harry asked, obviously shocked by what she said. Looking at his hands and what he was doing, Harry hadn’t even really been aware of it. Like before, with Hermione, he was really just acting on instinct. Unlike the first time they’d tried, his instincts seemed dead on.
Harry wanted to do that. He wanted to just corner Ginny sometime soon and do this to her. How could there be romance and then…this? It seemed contradictory intellectually, but it didn’t seem like that at all instinctually.
His cock was beginning to twitch inside her. Harry wondered if Ginny was getting close too. Wanting her to come, he did what she said she liked; Harry increased the pace and pressure of his pounding. He drove is cock in and out like a piston, hoping that she would come before he did.