Chapter 1
a/n this is out of extreme boredom and because I have nothing better to do
This is the tale of how I met 'her.' I never meant to fall in love, … it just sort of happened. Anyways … onto the story.
It was like any other night in my god-forsaken life. Me sitting at the bar, having my usual, sex on the beach, scouting for my next on night stand. It was all I did to pleasure myself now a days …. Fuck a girl, then leave. It's all I had left to live for. The mere joy of sex. I had wondered, if i actually did something with my life would I be better off… nah… stupid idea.
So, I was just there sitting, drinking when all of a sudden 'she' was there. Hovering above me. Like a rape victim begging to happen. "So… are you going to by me a drink or not?" she asked sitting next to me.
"What are you drinking?" I asked looking blankly at her face. Absorbing her features. Her long hazel locks curling gently down her thin face. Her lips perfectly ripe in every way. 'She's the one.' I thought, 'she's the girl I'm gonna have in my bed tonight.
"Oh, I don't know anything," she replied pushing her breasts up a little, giving me a great view. She knew I was staring, I guess she knew the reason behind it too, because she seemed to push them up more.
"Two sex on the beaches please bartender," I called to the man behind the counter.
"Coming right up mister," he called back.
"So doll, what's your name?" she asked drawing closer to my body. I could feel the heat of her heated breath against my cheek.
"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, and yours?" was my reply.
"I'm Hermione Granger. Pleased to meet you Draco." she said shaking my hand firmly.
a/n : if you haven't already realized, every different speaker is on a different line. So as not to be confusing.
"How about we blow this joint and go have a little fun?" she questioned me in a seductive manner. The look I gave her was questioning, but all she did was smile. As she grabbed my hand and pulled me up from my seat I dropped the necessary money for the drinks and then we left.
"Where to babe, your place or mine?" I questioned when we arrived in the alley behind the bar.
"Pick," she said rubbing against my chest.
"That settles it. Your place it is," I said looking down into her eyes.
"Okay, then," she smiled and we apparated to her loft.
As we entered her bedroom she had already started to undress me, so I started on her. As I took of her dress I realized that she was wearing no bra and that she had already taking off my clothes to my boxers.
"Come on babe, don't be afraid. I won't bite. Unless you want me to," she said lying on the bed and opening her legs giving me a clear view of everything down there, making me harder than I had gotten for any other woman before her.
Slowly, casually taking off my boxers I showed her how aroused I was and climbed onto the bed and placed my throbbing erection at her entrance. I could hear her moaning as I slid into her. Obviously she was no new comer to this.
After the sex she fell right to sleep. Now's my chance. I got up and grabbed my clothes and apparated to my mansion. 'That's on slut that'll never be seeing me again," I thought as I went to go take a nice, cold shower.
But I never thought I would miss a one night standee so much. None of my other fuck partners after that felt even remotely satisfying. I was …missing … 'her.' Damn! This is so wrong. I'm not supposed to be like this. Damn!
a/n: ok how do you like? This is my first oneshot. Soo…please review pplz…plz.
