Harry's hard length was throbbing inside of her and her wet cunt held fast and tight on him.
Her hands against the wall, Harry wasn't slow or gentle with her but that was fine by her. She bucked back eagerly on him, her walls contracting as be withdrew, squeezing him. He moaned but she was trying to be quiet, she panted and whimpered softly.
Mewing ever so softly at his reminder to stay quiet, the sound of their wet sex filled the closet. Ginny wanted to scream yes! to Harry's question but she just thrust back, "oh yes, I want to feel it like the other night," she whispered.