Never able to deny her pleads for long, he shifted again, settled himself between her open legs and thrust into her in one long, slow push. He groaned her name against the warm skin of her neck and pressed soft kisses there as continued the slow pace, letting her body recover before increasing his pace.
"Hermione," he breathed into her ear, "my Hermione."
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