Ginny purred into the kiss, she was so lost in a sea of getting everything she had ever wanted she felt high. He deepened the kiss and rubbed her back in a way that made her light headed. She could get used to this.
He smelled like grass and leather, like the Quidditch pitch and she loved it. When his tongue flicked out she parted her lips slightly more and pushed her tongue out to meet his, teasing it with the tip.
She pushed a hand up into the hair at the bottom part of his neck and clung to him there. She let out happy little groans as she let him deepen the kiss. She wanted more, she had wanted this for so long that she wanted to jump up and down with happiness.