Hermione's POV

Ginny was so smart. Hermione needed to remember to tell her that she is bloody brilliant. This isn't just relaxing, it's so erotic... honestly better than any sex she had ever had. His hands felt like fire, making her skin tingle with… oh my… with want, desire, and need. This was so embarrassing, he was being so professional and all she could think about was his hands all over her body. Talk about sex deprived! This just proved it. She kind of hated when Ginny was right. She almost lost her shit when he grazed her breast earlier, what he must have thought when she gasped.

He started moving his hands higher on her thighs, and her body naturally parted for him. She blushed a deep shade of crimson. Why was she getting so turned on? Ron had given her massages before. True, they were in no way as good as this, but still. This shouldn't be as erotic as it is, what would this man think if he knew?

Oh, he moved higher. She couldn't help but move her hips off the table. Then there was a jolt of electricity through her. She tried so hard to stifle the moan that was escaping her mouth. Did he just touch her... THERE? Oh god, he did.

"Um…."

Draco's POV

He had to act fast. He didn't want her to leave, he wanted her. He wanted her to utter his name in those little gasps she was making earlier. He wanted her to moan and writhe under his hands. Dear god, he wanted to fuck Granger. So he did the only thing he could think of. He moved up the table to her head, and leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"It's ok Granger, remember I'm here to make you feel good, to make you feel relaxed, to make you feel incredible. Just let everything go. Let me take care of you. I will make it amazing for you. Just lie down and let me take care of you. Please."

He didn't care that he said her name. Hell he didn't think she even noticed. She just nodded and laid her head back down.

"Ok."

That was all he needed to hear. He went back to the end of the table and resumed rubbing her thighs, casually touching her center as he was doing so. The delicious sounds she would make every time he touched her just spurred him on more. He was touching Granger and she was allowing it, this couldn't be real.

He removed the towel draped across her hips, revealing her perfect round cheeks to him. She stiffened, and then relaxed. Moving to the side of the table, he leaned down and pressed small kisses on her lower back, lightly tasting her skin. She tasted amazing, like the peppermint and a hint of something else sweet. He truly was in heaven.

He moved his hand up to focus on her center, still covered in the light purple lace fabric. He felt the fabric starting to moisten as he started to rub her clit in small circles, still kissing her back. He couldn't help but moan as he heard her little whimpers of pleasure. Her sounds made his cock harden completely now. He kept it under the table, not wanting to scare her away.

"Yes, please, more," she moaned.

"You want more? Tell me what you want," he whispered in her ear.

She was breathing harder than before now. He noticed her hands were now gripping the edges of the table, the knuckles turning white.

"Just, more... please..."

Her pleading words spurred him on Even more. He slipped two fingers under the top of the lace and stared lowering her knickers, wondering if she was going to stop him.

She didn't, she raised her hips up off the table to allow him to remove them from around her waist.

"Merlin, Granger, your ass is so sexy."

"How? Who..."

"Shhhh. Just feel."

Going back to the back of the table, he pulled her legs towards him, bringing her center closer to him. He wanted to taste her, wanted to know if her pussy tasted as good as her skin. Lowering his face to her core, he licked.

"Oh my god!" she screamed out.

Fuck, he thought. He grabbed his wand he kept hidden and muttered a quick silencing spell on the room. This wouldn't be a good scene for his boss to walk in on.

He lowered his head again, using his hands to further part her thighs, and brought his mouth back to her clit. And fully tasted her. She tasted even better then he could have hoped. She tasted clean with a hint of sweetness, like she had just gotten out of the shower before she came to the parlor. He continue to knead her ass with one hand while allowing the other to slide down her cleft and meet his mouth on her core. She squirmed and moaned and muttered things like "yes" and "oh" and "please don't stop". This was by far the best sexual encounter he had had yet, and he wasn't even inside her yet. Her responsiveness to his licks and touch were beyond arousing.

She was trying to say something. He stopped his licking but kept his fingers running along her clit, not yet inside but playing with the area.

"I've never… this is wrong. I don't…"

His heart stopped for a second, along with his finger.

"Do you want me to stop? I will."

She hesitated and slumped back down on the table.

"No… please."

He smiled.

"It's okay. Just enjoy."

His fingers resumed their previous actions. His other hand dropped to palm his erection. Merlin, he was hard. He couldn't recall a time when he had ever felt this aroused.

This time he leaned on the table. He pushed himself up so he was leaning over her, and slowly slid one finger inside of her tight channel. She cried out. Moving his head down, he whispered in her ear.

"Tell me you like it, tell me you want more."

She seemed to have lost her voice for a second.

"Yes…please, give me more. I like it. I want more." She turned her head to the side, and he saw her bite down on her lower lip.

He grinned and lowered his head to her neck and bit down gently, causing her to gasp again. He was trying to overwhelm her. Introduce many new sensations. Make her scream out for him.

"Turn over for me. I wanna see your face while I touch you."

He leaned up to allow her room to move. She nodded and lifted herself up to turn over. As soon as she was adjusted under him he pulled the towel from her chest. And oh, did she have a beautiful body. Her chest was full, and the perfect size. He lowered his head to one of her breasts, licking and sucking on her already hardened nipple, loving the sounds it elicited from her throat.

She seemed to not know what to do with her hands, so she put them on his shoulders.

He would never admit this out loud to anyone, but this was one of his teenage fantasies. One he never talked about with the boys in the dorm rooms. A dirty little fantasy he had, but the reality was infinitely better.

She moved a hand to his head and threaded her fingers into his hair. She pressed his head down harder. He could feel her getting into the moment. Could feel her grinding her hips into his hand. She opened her mouth and sighed.

"Bite… please."

He couldn't refuse a plea like that. He nipped gently at her nipple, not wanting to hurt her. She pushed harder, causing his teeth to bite harder and she gasped. "Fuck yes... please… don't stop."

He didn't, he couldn't. He was too far in. He felt her other hand leave his shoulder and move to his chest, her nails clawing at the material of his shirt.

Taking the subtle hint, he removed his work shirt, and watched her eyes as she stared at his body, biting her lip. He made sure to keep his left forearm hidden from her because he was sure that not matter how horny or turned on she was, seeing that mark would put a real damper on the whole situation.

She ran her fingers down his chest, lightly scratching at his skin, just enough pain to be pleasurable for him.

He let out a small moan and leaned back over a completely naked Hermione. Taking in her full body, he muttered, "you're perfect," and she was.

She slid her hand down his torso, bringing it down to rest on his hip, looking him straight in the eyes.

"Can I?"

He thought he was going to pass out.