The sound of her name on his lips was exhilarating; like a switch that had been flipped, turning on every single nerve in her body. A chill ran down her spine as a wave of gooseflesh followed over her back and down her limbs. She shifted easily with Harry's hands. The way she was moved so easily with his strength thrilling all together -- she'd almost forgotten just how strong he was.
His fingers along her thigh caused her to gasp. A breath that was heavy with him and the taste of their kiss. She shifted then, her limbs a little awkward as they rearranged themselves to be straddling his lap. Any distance that was left between them was banished. Her fingers tugged at his hair, pulling his head back enough to be able to press her lips against his neck.