Seeing Millicent drop her robe made Draco slam the door behind him and take three quick steps forward to close the distance to her. The little nightie did nothing to hide Millicent’s ample curves. Her body was so much different than Pansy’s.
Kissing her back, Draco tried to immediately take control. The hands on his chest were nice but he wanted something else. He wasn’t one for patience and he’d wanted to this on the train…
Without pretense, he thrust his hand into Millicent’s knickers. His fingers pressed firmly against Millicent’s folds and splayed them. He began to rub firmly relishing her wetness. “You are so wet for me,” Draco moaned into the kiss.