"What are you doing Ginny?" Ron said in a low voice
"Nothing." she replied, closing his bedroom door behind her. Ron frowned.
It had been a week since they returned home and Ginny was convinced Ron was avoiding her. She'd thought of nothing but their little tryst since. She replayed it over and over in her head and the only thing she was certain of was that she wanted more.
She saw Ron's eyes were back on his Chudley Cannon's magazine, she sighed. She wanted him to notice her again. as quickly as she could she yanked off her top. She stood there in a blue bra and jeans.
"Touch me." she said
Ron looked up from his magazine. Ginny watched with pleasure as his eyes bulged.
She pulled him to his feet and took his hand and placed it on her bra. "Touch me, Ron."
Ron swallowed hard and Ginny wondered if he was about to tell her to go away.
She was wrong. Ron's hands began squeezing her breasts. He rolled his flat palms over them.
"Their huge." he mumbled almost to himself, Ginny smirked.
"Suck them." she commanded. Ron wasted no time in fulfilling her wish. He pulled the cups down and let her breasts spill out. he gasped and fondled them. Ginny was extremely aroused. Her hands found his head and she pushed his face down her chest. Ron's mouth latched on to her right nipple and he sucked it deeply. Ginny moaned quietly. Just then Ron backed her into the wall. He lifted her leg around his lips. He started dry fucking her against the wall. His jean clad crotch making glorious friction with hers. At the sight of her pressed against the wall, her large breasts giggling, Ron's cock erupted in his boxers. Panting, he dropped her leg back.
"Come back tonight. When everyones asleep." he whispered.
