"Yes," she whined as Remus pushed inside of her. Mel closed her eyes and dropped her head down, relishing in the feel of him inside of her, filling her completely. She didn't object as he moved her body around. He knew exactly what to do to her, exactly what she desired without her having to ask. Mel let Remus manipulate her, surrendering to him. His hips began to slam against her and Mel couldn't do anything but cry out with each thrust. He was fucking her perfectly. Each plunge into her drove Mel crazy and she cried out for him, moaning his name as he fucked her.
"More," she whined. "Please, Remus. Harder." She pulled against his hands for a moment, wanting to touch him, to touch herself. She moaned for Remus, feeling herself build quickly to another orgasm. She wanted to come for him, to lose herself with him. This wasn't gentle, it wasn't lovemaking. But Mel felt more connected to Remus than she did to anyone else, except for Kirley. Their bodies understood each other and she couldn't deny the urge she felt to give him everything he asked of her.