Ginny smiled as they spoke of Gabrielle. "I do like her…quite a lot. I think we…are sorta alike in some ways." She really did feel a connection to Fleur's sister. Though, what was happening with Fleur, was far hotter in a lot of ways. It had been building for so long…
She noticed Fleur didn't respond to the accusation of whimpering. "I wonder if I can make you whimper?" Ginny mused. She doubted it. If Fleur half as dominant as she believed her to be, Ginny would be the one whimpering.
Any more words were cut off by the searing kiss. Ginny's tongue could hardly keep up with the deft movements of Fleur's. A sound, that might be considered a whimper, escaped her lips to be smothered by the kiss.
Fleur's confident response made her groan and sent a violent shiver through her body. Ginny wasn't about to stifle herself. Suddenly, she cried out loudly, the sound on the verge of being a scream, as her orgasm crashed over her.
She had to break the kiss to suck in breath after breath as her whole body went limp pinned between Fleur and the wall.