The one thing Miles always loved about shagging Lettie was the way she always told him what she wanted. This was never about just pleasing him, as she was always just as intent on her own pleasure. The perfectly selfish Slytherin. It's why they were always such great fuck buddies.
Hot and hard and fast. It had been that way since their shagging between classes in school, and it was so good that some things never changed. Miles tried not to think about that gnawing sense of anger that was welling in the back of his mind, somehow knowing it was Daphne's feelings, not his.
But then his thumb brushed over her clit just as he struck that spot and with one final hard flick, she was coming. A gasp escaped his lips as she was shuddering and shaking and clutching at his cock.
His thumb kept rubbing over her clit as he thrust and drove his cock through her orgasm, feeling his own pleasure ready to take over. He pounded into her, the desk creaking with each thrust. He felt the deep ache in his balls starting to draw up, and he threw his head back with a cry, shuddering and grunting as he came hard.
His cock spilled deep inside her, his eyes wild with lust as he kneaded her arse, thrusting over and over as her cunt clutched and milked him of every drop of desire. "Merlin you're insatiable." he gasped as his heart hammered and he slowly found himself coming back to reality.