Sirius bent down and put a line of kisses down her neck to her collarbone. At that moment Isabella felt as if she could melt into him. He lifted her up in his arms and laded her on the couch.

It was her tern to make him shiver. When he laded on top of her, she rolled on top of him. She unbuttoned his shirt and grabbed the bottle of wine. Meeting his piercing blue eyes with her silver ones, Isabella said," I don't want to be just another conquest; I want to be the best damn conquest you ever had."

With that she pored a little bit of wine on his collarbone and licked it up greedily, casing a moan to escape his prefect lips. Kissing again, Sirius took the wine bottle and once again rolled Isabella on her back. He took off her shirt; she was not wearing a bra.

This time pressing his hips on her's so she could not move, Sirius made a small river of wine between her breast, then lapping it up like a dog. When he finished the wine, Sirius moved to her breasts. He gently sucked on the right on then the left. Isabella felt like she was going to explode with pleasure. She grinded her hips against his, wanting more.

At that very moment the lights came on. Sirius looked up and gulped, "Hey James, Hay Mr. Potter; Your back early!"

The End