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When the privacy screen was pushed aside, Antonin Dolohov crooked a finger from his armchair by the fire. As he watched Ginny Weasley drop down onto reddening knees as she crawled across the rug to him. The pretty white lingerie he bought for her encased her body like a pretty package that he was thoroughly enjoy unwrapping. But first, his girl promised to give him a present and that he was eager to receive.
The moment that Ginny’s warm brown eyes met Antonin’s own, his heart gave a small leap as her beauty captivated him all over again. Long red hair flowing down her back, freckles that he wanted to trace each one with his tongue and she had a mouth that has earned her a smack on her rear on more than one occasion. She arranged herself perfectly between his spread legs. Her long nails gripped his thighs and her pink lips pursed as she pouted as she accused, “You didn’t take your clothes off.”
His fingers grasped her chin gently and Antonin murmured with mock hurt, “Малышка, it’s my birthday, have mercy on me and behave for once.” Her gaze sparkled with a mischievous glint and before he could pull his hand away she playfully nipped at his tattooed fingers without teeth. He tsked with disapproval before her nimble fingers began to unbutton his trousers.
It was the feeling of her small hands beneath his waistband had his thickening cock demanded her attention. She had released it from the confines of his trousers. The tip was flushed with leaking pre-cum that her hands pumped him once before Antonin hissed and ordered, “Open.” Ginny lips parted automatically as his other hand cradled the back of her head through her ginger strands.
Blood was coursing through his body as he felt the warmth of her mouth, and Antonin held his breath as he fed Ginny the first inch of his length. It wasn’t until the very tip of his cock grazed the back of her throat as he groaned and commanded, “Хорошая девушка, suck.”
And she did, flushed freckled cheeks hollowed and he watched her eyes water as she swallowed around the intrusion. Antonin swiped away a stray tear that dripped down her face as he withdrew his cock before canting his hips forward once more. Ginny’s hands gripped his thighs in encouragement, not giving the signal that he was pushing past her limits which was three taps of her palms.
There was a familiar tingle that began at the base of his spine that meant his impending release was coming soon. Antonin panted a warning, “It’s coming,” and it wasn’t until Ginny moaned around his length then he was undone. His thighs shook and his eyelids fluttered shut from the sensation as his seed spilled down her throat.
“Thank you, блядь, you’re perfect,” Antonin praised with a hitch in his throat as she cleaned the rest of his cum off his length with her tongue. One of his hands wiped Ginny’s lips were swollen from his abuse and the other gripped the back of her neck. She looked so completely delectable that he leaned forward to capture them in a soft kiss. He tasted himself on her mouth as murmured, “Thank you, xорошая девушка, thank you for the present.”
“I thought you were going to unwrap me now?” Ginny teased with her lips brushing against his jaw, and he growled in his throat as she worked his softening shaft until it was hard. “I can unwrap you in a minute,” Antonin said quietly before both of his hands wrapped around her waist to lift her up onto his lap. The ties of her knickers came undone with a gentle tug until she was bare for him from the waist down.
Her flesh was truly freckled everywhere as the bustier hid little to imagination of her small breasts with pink rosy nipples. Antonin leaned forward to capture one through the lacy fabric and she keened in the back of her throat. He switched his attention to the other side as his fingers began circling around the apex between her legs.
She was already dripping yet for him that he easily two fingers to her slick heat. Antonin said, “That’s it, Принцесса, right where you like it.” She whined when he added third and pumped them before he bit down on her neck. Leaving a wet trail of his tongue behind on her skin before he said, “I am going to take my actual gift.”
“Ah!” It was only a quiet gasp of surprise from Ginny as he withdrew his fingers to lick them clean. Her pretty face heated and she was so petite that he easily flipped her around until her back pressed against his front. “It’s my birthday, but you are my true gift,” Antonin swore between gritted teeth as the tip of his cock nudged Ginny’s tight entrance. He pressed a lingering kiss against her neck and he said soothingly, “Relax, Птичка, I’ll take good care of you. Sing for me.”
Antonin felt her thighs quiver beneath his broad hands as he held them open and as Ginny cunt began to sink down onto him. Even with how he prepared her for this, it was tight, it was always tight with her. It at this angle that he hit so much deeper and the stretching had her whimpering. When he heard noises she made, he wanted to bottle up to listen to when she wasn’t in his bed. Which should be every night, in his humble opinion, and convincing her to move out of her flat into his townhouse was his next birthday wish.
It felt like an eternity, but it was only a moment until his cock was fully buried inside her heat. He felt her inner walls flutter around him and Antonin grunted as held still, giving her a moment to adjust. He moved his hands from thighs to grip her waist until Ginny begged, “Please, please move—I can’t wait!” He lifted her up until just the tip remained before slamming her down onto him once more.
The noises and curses that flew from her lips were so filthy that he barked out a quick laugh until his baser needs took over. One his arms wrapped around her waist, controlling her movements, and he trailed his other hand to rub circles around her clit. His fingers brushed where they were joined that he grunted and she cried out, “Antonin!” He knew what would set her off and it was just a light smack of his fingers on her center that she came.
“That’s it, Птичкаr, give me another,“ Antonin ordered as Ginny was babbling nonsensically, as her insides milked his cock. His fingers continued to work that hidden bud until she was twitching and whining against his hold until the overstimulation she peaked once more and this time he joined her. He groaned once before he began coating her insides with his cum.
Afterwards her body went slack and there was the crackling of the fire with the sounds of their heavy breathing. His shaft softened until it slid out of her hole and their mixed fluids dripped down his trousers. Antonin pressed a gentle kiss against her red hair reverently and he said, “Thank you, Малышка.”
“Happy birthday, Daddy.”