...e enough to do it, and instead held the materially tightly in his hands and pulled, ripping it in two. Her breasts were revealed to him, pale heaving mounds, straining for release from the confines of her bra. He reached swiftly round and undid the clasp. She helped by pulling it off her shoulders and tossing it to the side. He pulled back momentarily to look at her. She was beautiful; her body as young and firm as he could wish. She had certainly looked after herself, but he supposed it must also have something to do with her prowess as a witch – it delayed the ageing process.
She pulled his head back to hers, holding his gaze intensely for a moment, before searing him with another deep kiss. He knew what he needed, and before long, he tore himself away from her exquisite mouth to quest down, down to her swelling breasts. Holding one firmly in his hand, he lowered his head to the other, quickly finding the nipple and pulling it hard between his lips. She gasped hard and strengthened her grip in his hair.
Harry could not get enough of the tight pink bud in his mouth. He sucked and laved the nipple until it rose to a point of exquisite sensation under his tongue. It was sublime, but he knew his cock, so hard and desperate within his trousers would need to be released. As if on cue, he felt hands at his belt and buttons, and the tension was relieved somewhat as his trousers parted. Instinctively he brought his...