She felt his mouth hot against her neck, his tongue and lips were demanding of her flesh and devouring her skin. The goodness was building in her bel...y towards a whopper of a climax and Fleur eagerly anticipated it. She felt his bloated testicles swinging against her thighs each time he surged forth into her. She turned her head and pressed her lips to his mouth while pushing her tongue into the opening. His tongue battled against hers and Fleur hungrily sucked on it, promising herself she. Further contemplation made her realize that Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger had to be his first ever friends, if he was deliberately slowing his learning down to stay with them. Granger's Achilles heel was her intelligence, and having anyone do better than her would be a deliberate insult to her. She was sad that Harry had to do this, but understood where he was coming from. And this revelation, more than anything, totally killed the Boy-Who-Lived mystique for her; he was just another lost,. She could hear water running, and found herself blushing faintly at the intimacy of the situation, suddenly happy that he had not been privy to her own night time rituals in the bathroom. And yet she found she wanted to be able to share the intimacy to its fullest measure. She was about to switch off the light when she heard a knock on the bathroom door. She blinked, not sure she had heard right, but then she heard it again. Snatching up her dressing gown, she went to see what he wanted,. “Mike, no please, I can’t” she said as his hands moved over her naked breasts. Fire ran through her body as his thumb ran over a nipple.“Maybe we can just hug and nothing else, I am in a relationship Mike” she whispered as she instinctively moved her body into his hands.“That’s a start Christy, but I want more and so do you. Let me have you” Roughly he started pushing her robe off of her shoulders. Her hands are pushing at his chest.“You are trying to push me away, but you want me as well” .