Chapter Three:
It had been about three weeks since they returned to school. While the 'aftershock' orgasms had finally settled, the desire to feel him again only got stronger, she found that most nights he was the centre of her fantasies, his muscular body, and his smirk that could make the devil himself blush, not to mention his raw sex appeal. That boy must be the definition of sex, he was so perfect. Hermione couldn't help it. She knew who this was, and she knew just how dangerous these waters she was playing in were, but she couldn't stop.
It had been a week since their last encounter. Hermione was walking into her astronomy class. 10 minutes early as usual and sat at her desk, taking out some parchment and her best quills. Absentmindedly she stroked and fluffed-up the feather of her quill, straightened her back and opened the textbook to the correct page, started reading ahead. She so preoccupied that she didn't notice the door open or the swish of robes as he walked in and up to her until his tongue traced the outer shell of her ear, making her gasp. His hand went to her waist, down to her hipbone when she pushed him off her.
"What are you doing?" She asked. Her back was pressed against his chest and she could feel his arousal hard against her ass. She bit her lip to hide a moan. Merlin she missed him.
"You" he replied huskily. Something changed inside her at his words. A sudden shockwave that went right to her womb. No, she no longer wanted him. She needed him! Before she had a chance to respond his lips captured her, she didn't fight it, she just gave in. She kissed back with equal force and need, moaning lightly as his tongue traced her lips. Willingly she opened her mouth and let him explore her. With one arm and ease he picked her up, sitting her on her desk. He expertly positioned himself so he could grind his rock hard member into her pussy that he just knew was wet and aching for him. This provoked another moan from her, which made him smirk.
"You want me?" He whispered lustfully against her lips, her breath caught in her throat, and heat flowed to her abdomen. His hand trailed lower to her inner thigh, tracing the skin of her thigh softly. The gentle tingle only added to the immense pressure inside her, just begging for a climax.
"Do you want me?" He asked again. His hand moved to her ass, tracing the gentle curvature with passion and his lips trailed down to her jaw. He gently kissed sucked and nipped the skin, causing Hermione to moan his name, long and loud.
"Do you like that, Princess? Do you like how I've marked you as mine?" He asked
She moaned lightly. Nodding her head slowly, before threading her fingers through his hair and kissing him again, she could feel his smirk against her lips but he kissed her back.
He expertly unclasped and flicked off her robe, leaving it in the floor. Quickly discarding her tops and trousers, leaving her in just her lacy thong and bra. He growled in approval at the sight, feeling his member grow if possible even harder which he then ground into her aching pussy, causing her to moan in excitement and shiver at the touch.
"Talk to me. Tell me how much you want me" he growled huskily, against her neck where his lips and teeth had returned to assault her in blissful pleasure. His voice vibrated against her softly and she felt the coil in her stomach uncurl slightly
"Fuck" she moaned, now wanting to give in to his demands, determined not to give him the satisfaction of saying yes. She would not. She could not. She needed the power. But fuck he was so good, she could only imagine the heights of pleasure he would take her to once she let him win. But she couldn't. It took everything she had to fight her desire.
He unclasped her lace bra, discarding it to the floor. Momentarily taking in the beauty that was her body. Until he couldn't take it anymore his lips connected with the puckered rosebud of one of her breasts, gently teasing it with his tongue and teeth.
"Tell me Hermione" he said. At the mention of her name he bit down on her nipple and her head shot back in pleasure. She moaned, even though the moment of pain before it exploded into glorious pleasure.
"Fuck Draco I want you so badly!" She moaned. He stood up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, he gently rocked his aching member against her core she moaned. He looked her straight in the eye as he continued his thrusts. He was feeling himself getting closer. "Draco" she moaned lightly. Merlin it turned him on to hear his name rolling off her tongue in such a way. He could only imagine the things that tongue could do to him. Merlin he needed that witch on her knees, but more importantly he needed to fuck her again, until she forgets her name, until he would feel that magnificent pussy clamping down on him.
"You want this?" He growled, his lips right next to her ear. He could feel her head not. He knew just how wet she was for him. She was completely at his mercy now, and they both knew it pushed her so she way laying on her back. Reluctantly she released her legs from his hips. His finger traced the outer material of her thing. Her breath was in pants now, she knew she couldn't hold on much longer.
"Yes Draco! Merlin yes!" She cried as his fingers traced over her slit, feeling that her underwear was soaked through, his own breath hitched at the proof of her arousal. All for him.
"How badly do you want me" he asked slipping his finger behind the fabric covering her, running up and down her clit, flicking her swollen clit earning a moan. He repeated the action again and again, slipping his finger inside her, curling up to hit her G-Spot. She moaned his name, his head rolled back at the sound and added a second finger, fucking her gently with his hand. "How badly" He asked again. His voice deep and husky and just sounded of sex.
"So badly. Fuck I want you" she cried. He knelt down, so he was level with her pussy. Removed his fingers, much to both of their displeasure. He quickly pushed off her underwear leaving her naked for him. Making a mental note to memorise and caress every inch of his goddess one day and it had better be soon, his lips attached to her inner thigh and nibbled softly at the skin, his fingertips teasing her clit in ever so light flicks. She was close now, they both could feel it. Their desire building ever higher.
"Beg me" he growled huskily, his lips inching up her inner thigh, closer to her pussy.
"Please Draco, please" she moaned, he brought his mouth so he was millimetres away from her dripping pussy.
"Come on Granger, you can do better than that" with each word his breath could be felt against her aching clit, causing her to cry out in ecstasy
"Fuck me Draco make me cum for you! Merlin I want you so badly! Draco I need you" she cried. His tongue ghosted over her clit. Just enough for him to taste her, his arousal growing painfully so. He brought his lips so they were inches from her own
"Good" he hissed. He winked at her and stood up.
Briskly he walked out the door, leaving her there, naked, panting and dripping wet. Realisation dawned over her in a cold wave. She quickly got up, and re-dressed. She had just re-clasped her robe when Snape walked in through the door, followed by Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott and Draco Malfoy.
"Bad hair day mudblood?" Pansy sneered, Hermione rolled her eyes and shot a glare at Draco who blew a kiss back. She turned around as Harry and Ron joined her. The lesson started but Hermione only had one thing on her mind:
Oh yes the war is most certainly ON!
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