"I would have said you were until you started touching me," she conceded, "now I am pretty sure you have done this before at least once," she purred at his tone, dripping with what was unmistakably desire.
Her eyes went wider and she was sure some fear flashed across them. As much as she was putting on airs, Draco was scaring her slightly, and for some sick reason it turned her on. She gasped for air, feeling heady already, "your the one getting your precious pureblood hands dirty," she simpered softly.
She worked her fingers quickly, unhooking his trousers and sliding the zipper down, his pants pooling at his feet. Her small hand snaked inside his boxers and drew him out, pumping him slowly in her hand.