Ginny cried out softly as Fleur bit her shoulder. It felt so good. “I’m so glad she didn’t keep her mouth shut,” Ginny moaned. If Gabrielle hadn’t, this might have never happened. “She gets really aggressive when she talks about it…which I like,” Ginny breathed.
“She didn’t really….mean to say it, I don’t think,” Ginny told Fleur. “She was riding my tongue and…she said how she loves how you whimper when she does that to you. I think it just…slipped out.”
Ginny moaned when their lips met which allowed Fleur’s tongue ready access. She didn’t stop moaning as Fleur kissed her. Happy she could make as much noise as she wanted, Ginny planned to.
“Do you think you can make me scream?” Ginny whispered against Fleur’s lips. “And what about you? If you Gabrielle thought I was so good at it…my best talent, she said, maybe you could try it?” Ginny challenged Fleur to ride her face.