Millicent didn't expect Draco to move so fast, but his fingers brushing along her folds almost made her knees buckle. She gasped his shirt as she moaned into his mouth and her patience broke. She ripped his shirt open - the last button popping off. If she had to, she'd put it back on for him later. She dragged the shirt off, not breaking the kiss and wrapped her arms firmly around him.
She pressed her body against him, feeling his erection press against her belly. She couldn't think. All she could do was feel.