Omg, second last chapter... and timely, too!
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49. Red Bra
Friday
It is past midnight when the door bursts open and two people appear, already fumbling with each other's clothes. Nimble fingers unfasten the gold clasp on black dress robes, while sweaty hands slip on mauve silk enclosing a slim waist.
Ginny's mouth is swollen from their kisses. She can taste the wine on Harry's breath and knows hers is the same, but it doesn't matter; somehow, he intoxicates her more than any alcohol can.
She pulls the robes over his head. As soon as his face emerges, he crushes his mouth to hers again, as though that momentary separation was too much to bear.
"You're so beautiful," he whispers.
Her dress has buttons down the side; Harry undoes them with desperate fingers. Ginny whimpers.
The sound seems to stir Harry from his haze of lust. His fingers pause on the final button.
"What?"
"I—we—" He gazes at her face. "Gin, we can't do this."
"What do you mean? Why not?"
"We're drunk! You're not ready—I don't want you to regret it—"
Ginny steps back from him, their eyes locked. For a second, Harry thinks he's made her angry, but she slowly draws her dress down her shoulders until it pools at her feet.
"Do you think I'd have worn red lingerie tonight if I wasn't ready?" she asks.
Harry stares at for her a second, but then she reaches out a hand and he follows her to the bedroom, where the door clicks shut behind them.
Teehee, I think this is my naughtiest chapter ... Ginny you minx! Anyway, yeah, hope it made sense - and please review! I think I'm addicted ...