Ginny's Touch

"It's your turn now..." she said with a devilish smile...

Ginny's eyes blazed at him now. It took him a second to process what she'd just said. My turn? Oh God...he realized. His breathing became frantic at the thought of Ginny touching him. Ginny moved from beside him, and she sat up. Harry was still marvelling at her incomparable beauty. She gently pushed him on his back. Harry was having difficulty breathing now. He was so excited at the thought of Ginny's hand on him that he was on the verge of hyperventilating. Ginny hovered over him now. She moved her face to his ear. The soft locks of her hair tickled against his cheek as she whispered to him now. Ginny eyed him curiously now. She smiled once more.

"Relax Harry..." she cooed gently.

"It's okay. It's me. It's just me..."she continued to whisper.

"It's always been you..." he whispered back, opening his eyes slightly to stare deep into hers. There was so much he wanted to tell her. How much he loved her. How long he'd felt this way about her. Why he hadn't told her sooner.

"I know..." she replied - her voice so soft, it seemed as if she was far away. She nodded her head slightly now. "I've always known..." she said, her eyes dipping away from his momentarily.

Harry's eyes were closed now as he listened to her soothing voice. His pulse was slowing down, and his his breathing returning to normal as her voice seemingly washed over him, washing his cares away.

"I love you Ginny..." he whispered back to her. Although his eyes were closed, he could imagine her magnificent smile beaming at him.

"I love you too Harry. I've always loved you..." she continued in subdued whispers.

Harry's heart seemed to flutter at her words. Every time she told him that she loved him, it felt as if his heart began to soar. It was is if his soul left his body for just a second, and flew to the highest depths measurable.

Harry heard, and felt her body shift slightly now.

"IIIIIIIIII looooooooooooove yoooooooouuuuuuuu" she whispered again, purposely drawing out the words very slowly. Harry felt the warmth of her breath on his ear as she whispered. It tickled his ear lobe, and he laughed slightly. Ginny sounded amused now.

"Oh, that's funny is it?" she said with mock seriousness.

"It tickles..." Harry laughed back.

He felt more movement and soon her red locks were draped over his other cheek. She whispered into that ear too.

" IIIIIIIIII looooooooooooove yoooooooouuuuuuuu" she whispered once more, this time into his other ear. Harry laughed once more as the warmth of her breath tickled his ear. Ginny giggled at his reaction.

Ginny's finger found his forehead now. Harry's body stiffened slightly as she felt her begin to touch him. She brushed the underside of her soft delicate finger against Harry's forehead. Harry marvelled at the sensation. Her finger was so cool against his skin. It seemed to glide over it, as if friction did not exist. Harry exhaled slowly now as she ran her finger over his scar. His eyelids fluttered as her finger danced it's way over the scar's outline. Her finger then moved down his cheek, and he could feel her begin exploring his face with her hand. She let her hand wander aimlessly over his face now...across his cheek, draping lightly over his eyelids, around his eyes. Ginny's touch...felt like the softest feather against his skin. He relished it.

Her finger ran over his lips now. She explored his upper lip first, and then the bottom. Her fingers playfully walked over his chin, and then he was surprised to find her lips on his. She kissed him softly now. Her lips seemed fused to his, as she kissed him softly and slowly. She was everywhere now. Her lips on his, and her fingers began to run through his hair. Her own hair he could feel against his cheek as they kissed. He was losing himself in Ginny. He could stay here forever. Her tongue was on his now. She was kissing him deeply now - her tongue playing with his. Harry felt as if he was dreaming. The intesity of their kiss deepened. It was becoming difficult to breathe now. Her mouth searched his, and his mouth mimicked her movements in earnest. Finally, the pair broke the kiss, and each gasped for breath.

Ginny began unbuttoning the buttons on his shirt. She made her way down to the bottom, and then pulled the neck open, and exposed his chest to her. Harry kept his eyes closed while her fingers worked their magic on his shirt.

Ginny changed position, and then he felt Ginny's tongue along his neck. Harry gasped. He could feel it's slick wetness drawing patters over his skin. He'd never experienced anything like this before. He felt her lips on his neck now. She sucked lightly on his skin wit ha gentle pressure. Her lips dotted along his neck now, lightly sucking on pale skin. Harry was having difficulty controlling his movements now. Sometimes when he would feel her tongue or lips on him, his whole body would shudder, or his head would snap to one side. It felt like his whole body was on fire now.

Ginny moved lower, and her lips began to explore his chest. She danced her way across his pectoral muscles now. Harry was having difficulty controlling his breathing once more. It was as if each kiss stole more and more of his control.

She caressed, and kissed her way across his chest. She ran her tongue over his nipple now, and Harry's face scrunched up, as he struggled to keep his eyes closed. She licked his other nipple now, and giggled softly at his body's reaction to her touch.

She stopped now, and there was a few seconds of silence. Harry was listening intently now. He could hear Ginny's breathing become more difficult too. He opened his eyes slowly. Ginny was panting now, and her cheeks were tinted red. Her blazing eyes looked even more smoky now. She met his eyes.

"I want to touch you..." she whispered. Her voice was still soft, but seemed deeper. She was speaking in almost a soft growl.

"You are touching me..." Harry kidded back at her.

She shook her head. "I want to touch...you..." she explained. Her eyes darted below his waist.

Harry couldn't breathe. He tried to, but his lungs wouldn't work. He could not draw breath. The thought of Ginny touching him...the look of wanting in her eyes...her desire for him...he was having difficulty remaining still. He wanted it. Oh how he wanted to feel Ginny's hands on him. Not just her hands, but her lips too. Oh God...just the thought was almost driving him crazy.

He was barely aware of Ginny's fingers working on the button, and then zipper of his jeans. He could feel her manipulating the clothing, and then his jeans were off. He was wearing just his underwear now. Ginny was staring at the bulge in his underwear intently. His engorged manhood was straining against the fabric. Ginny's hand was trembling now. Harry's body was trembling too, as he watched her move her hand slowly towards him. He closed his eyes now tightly. He couldn't watch anymore. The anticipation was too much. A second later, he felt her hands on him. His eyes shot open involuntarily as Ginny began stroking him through the fabric. She was exploring along his length now, and Harry's head was moving from side to side. He couldn't remain still. He watched her now, as her fingers moved along his length, lightly cupping him, and stroking him. Harry's pulse seemed to be out of control. His whole world seemed to be spinning away as Ginny touched him. Ginny moved her head between his legs, and he felt her planting soft kisses on the fabric now. He could feel them through the cotton, and he struggled to remain still. His member seemed to bob up and down slightly, begging for release from it's prison.

Ginny obliged immediately. She drew the waistband down, and Harry's stiff member sprang towards the sky, standing straight up for her. It was still quivering slightly as she moved closer to it. Harry watched mesmerized as Ginny's tongue snaked out from between her lips. She licked her lips now longingly as she stared at him. Ginny reached her hand out, and Harry felt her light fingers wrap around the base of his shaft. His whole body shuddered now as she felt her hand around him. She began to move slowly up and down...lightly pumping him. Just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, he felt her lips on him now. She kissed the tip of his manhood, and Harry writhed in ecstasy as he felt her tongue move along his length. She began to lick and kiss her way over him now, as her hand continued to lightly pump at his base. Harry was sure there could be no greater feeling than this. He was wrong...

He felt Ginny's lips wrap around him now, and the feeling was complete bliss. He could feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth enveloping him. Harry was panting now, struggling for each breath. Ginny was looking into his eyes now. Harry had difficulty keeping his eyes open. Ginny...her cheeks flushed with desire, and her eyes filled with desire...had him inside her wonderful mouth. He watched spellbound as she moved up and down, sucking lightly, and then running her tongue over his shaft. Harry's facial features began to contort as he watched her. Her tempo increased now, and Harry could not keep still.

Ginny slower her movement now. She withdrew her mouth, and Harry watched amazed as a trail of her saliva traced it's way from the tip of him to her lips. She licked her lips now, and he knew she could taste his precum. Just that thought alone seemed to increase his desire tenfold. Her hand began moving up and down again, lightly stroking him. She moved her head between his legs again, and Harry thought he would die when he felt her warm tongue on his scrotum. There was no way he could take much more of this. He felt as if he would burst.

Ginny licked across his scrotum, while continuing to pump him slowly. Harry's body seemed to have a mind of it's own now. He began thrusting his hips lightly now. Ginny noticed the movement, and she increased the intesnity of her hand movement. Then Harry felt her lips on him again, and within seconds he was inside Ginny's mouth again. Her mouth invited him in, and seemed to beg for him to probe the deep recesses found there. She took him as deep as she could, and the pressure of her lips around him had him so close to the edge. She began bobbing her head up and down furiously now.

"Ginny...I'm..." he panted, almost breathless.

Ginny moaned in reply, and her movement didn't diminish in the slightest. She kept working her lips and mouth on him. Harry was desperate for release now. He felt pleasure building up inside of him. He could feel the bliss begin deep inside him. His body quivered and shuddered as his release was imminent now. He could feel his testicles convulsing, and within seconds he was lost in the throes of pleasure. He could feel jets of his sperm shooting out into Ginny's waiting mouth. Ginny kept working furiously, determined to prolong his orgasm as long as she could. His seed filled her mouth, and she did the best she could to keep it all in.

Slowly Harry came down from his ecstasy, and Ginny's mouth finally slowed. She withdrew her lips, and swallowed the last of his semen. Harry could barely move now. His entire body felt completely spent. Ginny was staring at him now, beaming at her accomplishment. Harry's breathing finally slowed. He held his hand to her, and she took it in hers.

"I love you Ginny..." he whispered.

"I love you too..." she replied.

"That was..."he began.

"I know...!" she interrupted, amazed at the events that had unfolded. "I can't wait until tomorrow!" she exclaimed.

"Tomorrow?" Harry eyed her curiously.

"Round two!" she explained with a big grin on her face.

Oh. Well...why wait that long?" he grinned back, and then took her in his arms once more. Their night of lovemaking had only just begun...

A/N: Thanks for reading. Review if you like it! And ya, I kept the crude terms out of this chapter as well. Hope you like it xoxogossipgirlxoxo! There might be a chapter 3...