Harry continued to play with her nipples. The taut flesh was visible through the fabric of her bra and he kept opening his eyes as they kissed to spy them. He kept playing, amazed by how much fun it was.
He looked out the train’s window. It was still late. Two hours? He had to fight not to gulp. Harry thought he might die already. How would he feel after two hours of trying to be good? Besides, he was starting to ache between his legs and he wondered how that would feel in two hours…
When Ginny began to loosen his tie, Harry slid one hand down her body to lightly tease her bare tummy.