...hey quickly stopped outside her door.
“Thank you so much for letting me help with the kids.”
“Thank you for volunteering. I would be screwed without you.”
Harry smiled and lent towards her, pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. He continued to lean forward until their lips were barely touching.
“Merry Christmas.” He whispered before pressing his lips tenderly against hers. She felt her body tremble with his touch and began to lean into the kiss. He pulled her against him and deepened the kiss, exploring her hot, wet mouth with his tongue. She moaned at the contact and pressed herself tightly against him. This continued for a few more moments before Harry pulled himself away.
“Goodnight.” He muttered turning away from her.
“Wait.” She replied without thinking what she was about to do.
“What?” He replied curiosity filling his eyes.
“I was just wondering, does Santa’s lap have an age limit?”
“Not for you Pansy, definitely not for you.” He replied as he pushed her roughly up against the door to her room.
His hands rested firmly on her waist as he pressed his lips forcefully against hers. His groin met her hip and she could easily feel his arousal against her. His hand lifted from her waist and opened the door behind her. They stumbled into the room, but Harry quickly regained his bearings and pushed her up against the nearest wall.
His mouth moved to he...