Whereas his door opened into the corner of the room, Fleur’s opened to the middle. She was smooth, and opened eagerly to him, but he wanted to feel all of her and he wanted her to burn with desire before he took her. Like any guy he had noted that she was pretty, beautiful even. He wondered if any of his reaction was her Veela nature, or if it was just him being him. “How close are you?”“Trés,” she moaned. “Say what?” he groaned as leaned back and forced his hips forward.“Touché moi,” she pleaded as she rocked her hips against him. I admit that was how I was drawn to it. “But yes, that is definitely making me more energetic. “She iz lucky, zoughtful men are a rare treat.” She let out a soft moan. With his other hand he started making circles around her clit.
