Chapter 26 – The Want The Need

Ginny stood in the doorway of Harry's office watching him sitting at his desk with a piece of parchment and a quill. There was a fire flickering in the fireplace and the lights were dimmed. Ever since Harry and Ginny saw Sam Martin at the Ministry of Magic a couple of days ago, Harry had been racking his brain to figure out the riddle that Sam had proposed to them. Harry just couldn't think of who the accomplice could have been and why wasn't Ginny good enough for him. It was starting to drag him down.

Ginny loved to watch Harry work. She always found him attractive when he worked. She watched him furl his brow as he scribbled on the parchment. She listened to him mutter to himself. Ginny didn't fully understand why she found Harry so attractive at times like this. Maybe it was how intense he looked while trying to work out a problem or how excited he looked when he finally got a piece of the puzzle solved. It was the little things that Harry did at times like this that got her heart racing. The way he ran his hand through his hair when he got perplexed by the problem at hand or the way he stared at the parchment with a vacant look on his face while he thought always made the butterflies in her stomach fly around. A smile played at the corners of her mouth as she felt her desire for him rise. It had been a couple of weeks now since the couple had been intimate. Sure, they had date night at home and the occasional snogging sessions and petting in bed, but those times didn't end in them making love. That's what Ginny wanted. She wanted Harry and she was going to have him.

Ginny watched Harry for a few more minutes. He was so absorbed in what he was doing that he had no idea that Ginny was there. As Ginny's desire rose inside of her, she left the doorway and crept to the bedroom. She was going to give Harry a night he'd never forget. Ginny opened her closet and started rifling through her clothes. Ginny narrowed down her outfit to two choices. One was a tight pair of dark blue jeans with a matching spaghetti strap tank top with her black dress pumps. The second choice was a tight black pencil skirt with a lacey blouse to match and some knee-high black stiletto boots. Ginny sat down at her makeup vanity to do her hair and makeup and to think about which outfit to wear. With a wave of her wand, her makeup was tastefully done, and she had a manicure. Ginny then sprayed herself with the flowery scented perfume that Harry loved. She decided to leave her hair down covering her shoulders. She decided on wearing the pencil skirt and boots but switched the bouse to black silk shell with short sleeves and a low neckline. The hem of the shell just brushed the waist of the skirt.

As she got dressed, she smiled. She didn't dress to impress Harry very often. Harry always thought she looked beautiful, even first thing in the morning, but Ginny knew that he needed a distraction and, more importantly, she wanted him. As she zipped up her knee boots, she remembered why she didn't wear them very often. The heel on them was a bit higher than what she normally felt comfortable wearing, topping out at over five inches high. The heels on the boots were too high to be practical so she wore them sparingly. She remembered the look on Harry's face the last time she wore them, though. Harry was entranced by them and had a hard time keeping his eyes off Ginny. He was putty in her hands the entire evening and that was reason enough for her to wear them tonight.

Ginny never really enjoyed wearing high heels before. They hurt her feet and limited her mobility she said, so she only wore them when it was required. After she discovered Harry's kink for them, she decided to put in a bit more effort in wearing them. She had discovered his kink for high heels and boots shortly after they got married. One night while they went out to dinner, Ginny wore a pair of pumps. She caught Harry just staring at her shoes. She also noticed that his eyes would linger on her as she walked by when she wore any shoe with a heel. Ginny put it all together and started acquiring quite the shoe collection. She started purchasing high heel shoes and boots in different styles and heel heights to see Harry's reaction. She wore them around the house after practice and while he was at work. After a couple of months, she got used to them. There were even times when Ginny thought it was kind of fun just to slip them on while cooking, doing the laundry, or running errands. Ginny noticed that Harry seemed to enjoy the higher heels and the stiletto boots in particular. Along with the shoes and boots, Ginny picked up some outfits that accentuated her natural curves and beautiful body. In her closet now hung numerous outfits that flattered her beautiful figure and a few that were quite risqué that she wore just for Harry. There were shorter skirts, cute dresses, and tight jeans. There were also enticing tops and blouses of all sorts with different necklines. Ginny thought about talking to him about this shoe fetish of his but decided that going about it this way was more fun. Plus, she didn't want Harry to feel embarrassed. Growing up, the Dursleys never talked to Harry about dating and girls. He never got the sex talk from his uncle. Everything Harry knew about the subject was whatever he had read or been told by Ron and Hermione. It wasn't that Harry was dumb, he was just ignorant on the subject. Once Harry and Ginny's relationship got beyond snogging and cuddling and moved into more physical territory, they had open and frank conversations about it all. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny had several conversations about dating and boys. Fleur also talked to Ginny about certain things that Mrs. Weasley didn't cover. Ginny definitely had an advantage in this department. Ginny was patient with him and waited for him to be ready for more serious things. At first Harry was self-conscience and fumbled through pleasuring Ginny. She reassured him and helped him improve his techniques. Ginny told him what felt good and how to make it feel better. Over time Harry got over his shyness, became more confident and more comfortable in the bedroom, and didn't need Ginny to point him in the right direction very often.

As Ginny walked around the bedroom to get used to wearing the boots again, she admired herself in the mirror. Ginny looked good, no she looked better than good. Ginny looked hot. She knew that Harry would be hers tonight. The tightness of the hem of the pencil skirt and the height of the heels on the boots forced Ginny to take shorter strides. The result was an extremely sexy wiggle of her derriere. She knew that it would drive Harry wild.

Ginny quietly walked back to Harry's office and stood at her pervious post. Harry was still hard at work and didn't notice her. Ginny crossed her arms in front of her chest and cleared her throat. Harry heard the soft uh um and looked up to see his wife standing in the doorway looking quite seductive and tantalizing standing in the doorway. The quill and parchment dropped out of Harry's hands as they began to sweat. He dried them off on his slacks as Ginny licked her lips and just stared at him. She slowly walked toward him while keeping eye contact. Harry swallowed hard as he watched Ginny walk over. Once Ginny reached Harry's desk, she turned around and walked back a couple of steps so Harry could see her from behind. Harry couldn't take his eyes off Ginny and that sexy wiggle while she walked. Once she faced him, Ginny saw Harry's eyes as big as galleons and his mouth was slightly open.

Ginny walked back to Harry and reached out with her index finger to close his mouth, "Don't want to catch any flies do we Love?"

Harry shook his head no and he uttered just barely above a whisper, "Wow."

Ginny bit her bottom lip in that way that turned Harry to jelly and asked, "You like?"

All Harry could do was nod yes.

Ginny walked to the side of the desk and slid the quill and parchment away from Harry. She then slid herself on top of the desk and ran a hand through Harry's hair. Harry reached his arms around Ginny's waist and asked, "Are we alone?"

Ginny leaned forward as she wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and placed her feet on the chair between his legs. She nodded yes, "Andie and Teddy are visiting Ted's family and they won't be back until the morning." Ginny leaned forward and deeply kissed Harry. Harry caught the scent of her flowery perfume. It set the butterflies that were forming in his stomach into overdrive.

Harry returned the kiss as his heart started racing. He asked, "Um…don't take this the wrong way but… um…what's the occasion?"

Ginny rubbed his cheek with her thumb and bent over just enough for Harry to get a clear view of her cleavage. Her touch sent shivers up Harry's spine. She replied, "Do I need an occasion? You've been taking care of us for the past couple of weeks and making sure that we're all safe. But there is one thing that you've neglected though." She then leaned in and started sucking on his earlobe. A small moan of pleasure escaped Harry's mouth. Ginny smiled as she continued.

Harry could feel himself getting excited as his face became flush while Ginny sucked and licked his earlobe. Ginny stopped and whispered in his ear, "I want you Harry. I need you. First, I'm going to cook your favorite dinner and I've already prepared your favorite dessert. After dinner we're going to go out to the patio for drinks and dancing." Ginny leaned back so Harry could see her face and smiled seductively, "Then, you're going to make me scream." Ginny then stood up and brushed her hand across Harry's groin and felt his excitement. She said, "I expect to see you in the kitchen in 30 minutes, 40 at most." Ginny quickly got up and walked out of his office.

Harry stared at Ginny's retreating body as she walked out of his office. His heart was beating so hard, it felt like it was about to leave his chest. He wiped his hand on his pants again. Only Ginny could make him feel this awkward. He didn't see this side of her often, but when he did it drove him into a stupor. She clouded his mind and made his body react in ways he never imagined. In short, she drove him out of his head. Once Harry's heartbeat returned to normal, he suddenly felt underdressed. He quickly went to the bedroom to change clothes. He changed into a black T-shirt that Ginny liked because it showed off his chest and shoulders. He paired it with a dark pair of jeans that she liked on him. Once Harry changed clothes, he headed downstairs to the kitchen.

As Harry walked down the hall to the kitchen, he could hear the clicking of Ginny's heels on the slate tile floor. As he turned the corner to enter the kitchen, his heart stopped. He saw Ginny standing with her back to him as she bent over to light some candles on the table with her wand. The sight of his wife in a tight skirt and those stiletto boots bent over the table made his palm sweat again and he felt the bulge in his jeans get a bit bigger.

As Ginny stood back up, she said, "Enjoying the view Harry?"

Harry face went bright red, and he nervously replied, "Mm…um…yes."

Ginny turned to him and smiled, "Good." She started walking to the oven, "I see you decided to change."

Harry walked over to the table, "Um…yea. Dinner smells great."

Ginny brought over a cup of tea for Harry, "Thank you. The pot roast is just about ready. Why don't you have a seat."

As Ginny served dinner, she made sure that Harry had a good view of her. She walked slowly around the kitchen and smiled seductively at him. Harry stared at Ginny's backside as she walked. He was mesmerized by the sexy wiggle it produced. When she spooned the potatoes onto his plate, she bent forward to make sure Harry could see her cleavage. Ginny sat close enough to Harry so he could smell her perfume. As he ate, she rubbed one foot up and down his leg and placed the other foot on his chair between his legs touching his groin. Ginny made small talk about the weather and such with Harry, but he was visibly flustered by her advances and had a hard time concentrating on any conversation that Ginny was trying to have with him. Harry kept stealing side glances at Ginny. Every time he looked at her, she was either biting her bottom lip or smiling. Harry noticed that Ginny had a glint in her eye that he could only guess what it meant. Once dinner was finished, she brought out the treacle tart. Ginny fed Harry small forkfuls as she rubbed his inner thigh with her free hand. Harry's face turned pink every time her hand got close to his groin.

After the dishes were cleared away, Ginny led Harry out to the patio in the back garden. Outside there was a bucket on ice holding a few bottles of butter beer and the wireless. Ginny turned on the wireless and passed Harry a butter beer, all with the same seductive smile. She could tell that he was still flustered and extremely excited, and it wouldn't take much more to get him where she needed him. Ginny watched Harry wipe his hands on his jeans and nervously rake his hand through his hair. She watched him sip his butter beer and shift his weight from foot to foot. Seeing Harry nervous and awkward just made Ginny want him even more.

Harry finished his butter beer and said, "You should dress like this more often."

Ginny chuckled as she took his empty bottle and replied, "That's what we need. A photograph of me looking like this on the front page of the Prophet or Witch Weekly with the word tart in the headline. No Love, I only dress like this for you." She leaned over and kissed Harry on the cheek.

Ginny put down her butter beer and lead Harry to the middle of the patio while a slow song spilled out of the wireless. The height of her heels put her at just about the same height as Harry, which was perfect for what she wanted to do. She wrapped her arms around Harry's neck, and they started dancing. Ginny stood so close to Harry there was no space between them. She leaned into Harry and deeply kissed him while she grinded her pelvis into his groin. A small moan of pleasure escaped Harry's mouth allowing Ginny's tongue entrance. Harry moaned again. Ginny could feel Harry's excitement grow in his jeans as she pressed herself up against him and couldn't help but smile while she kissed him. Harry became intoxicated by the smell of Ginny's flowery perfume as he tightened his grip around Ginny's waist. Ginny loved it when Harry held her tight. It usually made her feel so safe, but this time Harry's grip made her feel desirable and that just added fuel to her fire.

As they danced across the patio, Ginny rubbed Harry's chest, "I love it when you wear this shirt. I love the way it shows your chest and shoulders. Very sexy."

Harry face turned pink as he looked down toward Ginny's booted feet, "Thank you. Another drink?"

Ginny smiled and took Harry's hand to lead him back to the bucket of butter beer. As they sipped their drinks Harry took Ginny into his arms. He reached around her and placed his hand on her derriere. Ginny smiled. That was the sign she was looking for. Anytime Harry wanted to make love, he would casually place a hand on Ginny's backside. She knew she had him right where she wanted him. They danced for one more song before Ginny led Harry back inside and upstairs to their bedroom. As Harry watched Ginny glide across the floor in those stiletto boots his pulse started racing through his body. She looked so gorgeous all done up like she was. The look of the leather against the skin of her leg and the way the skirt and heels changed her walk drove Harry wild.

Ginny helped Harry get undressed as she kissed him all over his body. The feeling of her lips placed softly over his body gave Harry goose bumps and made his erection even harder. Once Harry was naked, Ginny started to undress. She lifted her top over her head and dropped it to the floor. When Ginny unzipped her skirt, she let it fall to the floor and stepped out of it. She stood in front of Harry in a black lacy bra, matching panties and her stiletto boots. Harry heart began to race, and his breathing became heavier as he looked at his wife. Ginny bit the corner of her bottom lip as she took Harry's hand and gently pulled him to her. She grabbed at him and kissed him. Harry unclipped Ginny's bra and helped her remove her panties. Harry caressed her breasts and licked her nipples as he rubbed his hand up her inner thighs. At the very top of Ginny's inner thighs, Harry could feel her wetness. As they snogged, they slowly made their way to the bed. Ginny's laid down on her back as Harry straddled her. As he got to work, she wrapped her legs around his waist. Harry could feel the buttery soft leather of Ginny's boots against his skin. It made his heart quicken. As he made love to her, Ginny's breath hitched as she felt Harry inside of her.

This is what Ginny wanted, this is what she needed. Out of all the times that they had made love, Ginny never needed it like this before. This time it was different. This time it was primal in nature. It was like she was an addict and needed her fix. Ginny wanted Harry and she got him, right where she wanted him.

Harry's mind went blank as Ginny guided his hips with her legs. As she made him work harder and harder, Harry's intoxication was at record highs as he closed his eyes. Ginny felt his body tense just as hers did. She pulled him down on top of her as she shouted in pleasure at the top of her lugs, "OH HARRY!"