Millicent shuddered against him as his finger flicked over her clit again and again, teasing her to distraction. He wasn't going to let her please him now, which was good for her, she supposed. He'd learned his lesson at least.
She moved, bringing her wand from the place where she had it hidden in her robes. She muttered a spell, her clothes disappearing to a clump on the floor of the closet. It might not have been what he had in mind, but he couldn't really see her in the darkness of the closet.
"How are you going to make me come?" she asked, tossing her wand to the floor with her clothes. She turned her attention back to his cock, pushing his trousers and boxers down his hips. She wanted her mouth on him, but she knew he wasn't going to let her do that until he'd finished what he wanted to do.