As Tracey squirmed beneath her, Hermione was amazed that they still had such passion and chemistry between them. She was warm and wet and Hermione wanted nothing more than to pleasure her until she came apart. She also loved Tracey's reaction to her little nips and suckling, so she kept them up.
As she arched into her, Hermione kept her touch light, wanting to prolong her pleasure until she had the blonde begging for more. She looked down at her, watching her pupils expand and dilate the more she was touched. She knew if she wasn't careful she'd possibly drown in her eyes.
Tracey's loud moan shot ribbons of heat down Hermione's spine and she shivered in response, knowing this was already better than their first time together. Moving her hand further down, she swirled her middle finger around Tracey's entrance before slowly pushing into her. Her whimper encouraged Hermione to keep moving slowly in and out, curling her finger a little as she pulled out.
"Mm, I like knowing I can get you worked up like this. It's only fair, don't you think?" she purred as she pushed a second finger into her. "Fuck, you're so tight."
Lowering her head one more, she kissed her again as she sped the motion of her hand.