Pansy sought his lips, but every time she almost captured his lips, he'd pull away. She panted, her lips parting as she rode his fingers, feeling each stroke of his fingers.
Draco had never made her come more than once - but she knew she could. She'd done it to herself before - three times in a row. And she believed if he wanted her to come for him more than once, he could do it. Just the suggestion she'd posed to him, should make him want to try and she would enjoy it - every second.