Dolores Umbridge's eyes fluttered closed as Harry's tongue danced along her inner thigh, the sensitive skin tingling with each lick. She let out a soft gasp, her hand instinctively reaching down to grip his hair, guiding him closer to her aching core.
"Ah, yes... just like that," she purred, her voice husky with desire. "You're quite the skilled lover, Mr. Potter."
Harry smiled against her skin, his free hand roaming up her side to cup her full breast through the silk of her dress. He teased the nipple with his thumb, feeling it harden under his touch.
"I've had plenty of practice," he replied, his breath hot against her thigh. "But I think you're the most delicious challenge yet, Professor."
Umbridge shivered at his words, a thrill running down her spine at the thought of this young wizard - her student, no less - bringing her such intense pleasure. She arched her back, pressing her chest into his hand as he continued to kiss and lick his way upward.
"More," she whimpered, her legs spreading wider on the bed. "I want more, Harry..."
As if in answer, Harry moved up to bury his face between her thighs, his tongue delving deep inside her wet heat. Umbridge cried out in ecstasy, her fingers tangling tightly in his hair as she ground herself against his mouth.
"Oh Merlin!" she gasped, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. "Yes, just like that! Don't you dare stop!"
But of course, Harry wasn't about to stop. He loved watching the powerful Ministry official lose all control beneath him, reduced to nothing more than a desperate, pleading mess. As she came down from her high, panting and flushed, he began working his way back up her body, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.
"Do you want me inside you, Professor?" he asked, his voice thick with need. "Will you feel every inch of me, driving you wild until you scream my name?"
Umbridge's green eyes glittered dangerously as she grabbed him by the ears and yanked him down for a fierce kiss. "If you must know, I've been dying to feel you inside me since the moment we met," she breathed, her hands roughly fondling his already-hard cock. "And I intend to make you scream my name long after the sun comes up!"
With a growl of pure animal lust, Harry pinned her to the bed, his hips grinding against hers in a preview of what was to come. "Then prepare yourself, my dear," he warned, his fingers easily parting her slick folds. "Because I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit down for a week!"
Umbridge grinned wickedly up at him, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him even closer. "Big words from such a little boy," she taunted. "I look forward to seeing if you can back them up..."
Harry chuckled darkly, lining himself up with her entrance. "Oh, I'll back them up alright," he promised. "And then some."
With one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, swallowing her scream of pleasure with another searing kiss. And so the night wore on, filled with the sounds of passionate moans, the rhythmic slap of skin against skin, and the desperate cries of two lovers lost in the throes of ecstasy...