“Maybe,” Draco cooed as his fingers continued to play with the sticky wetness. It felt so wonderfully dirty. Millicent wasn’t stupid enough to not have taken potions to ensure she wasn’t about to have his bastard child even if she wasn’t actually shagging anyone yet.
Pushing those thoughts from his head, he didn’t want to dwell on that…
Draco’s fingers continued to tease her. “Do you not like it?”