Harry kept kissing her. It was so hot and Ginny was just as bad as he was about wanting to relieve the tension that had built in the absence of anything more after they’d been discovered. In fact, he would need to get back at Fred and George for that. But, that was a matter for later…
Moving his finger firmly, he pressed it against the front wall of her sex with each thrust. His hips were moving, making it harder for Ginny to free his cock. Though, once her little hand had closed around it, he pumped his hard cock in and out of it.
“Ginny,” Harry moaned softly, quickly stifling it. Harry’s pants and boxers fell to pool at his ankles.