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So, I rewrote this chapter cause you guys were really disappointed. Maybe you'll like this better. If you do, please let me know. I don't want to disappoint you guys.
Love always,
Avoline
Hermione laid in bed. Her curiosity was starting to get the better of her, erotic images floating in her mind. She imagined Draco as he stood in the kitchen cooking, wearing nothing but his boxers, a nice sized buldge in front. She could see George lying on a bed, naked, and very aroused.
She shifted her gaze to the box next to her bed. George had left it behind, with a very specific, yet vague, request.
"Let me know how it works."
She grinned. It must have been something that she would enjoy, otherwise he wouldn't have let her test it out. She reached for the box and opened the lid.
"George Weasley, you just read my mind," she muttered.
Inside laid a small, egg-shaped object, but Hermione knew it was no egg for playing. She gently picked it up and propped herself up against the headboard of the bed as the small object began to vibrate. She removed her panties, reached for her wand and levitated it under the covers and towards her woman parts.
All of a sudden, the egg took on a life of it's own, and pressed itself against her clit. She gasped, then began to moan. The vibrations were relaxing at first, then intensified as her arousal grew.
"Ooh... Oh..."
She could feel a tightening in the pit of her stomach, and knew that release was coming soon. But it wasn't enough. She wanted to feel a hard, eager cock inside of her. She tried to see if George left any other instructions, but was disappointed to find there was nothing. She began panting and looked around, trying to find anything near her, aside from her wand, that would suffice.
She froze when she saw Draco standing in the door.
Merlin's beard, how long has he been standing there?
He slowly neared the bed, and she could tell he was concerned. She could also see the large bulge forming in his pajama pants.
"Are you," he began, clearing his throat. "Are you okay?"
"George gave me... some sort of vibrator," she answered. "It's just... I'm so close... But it's not enough... Draco, do something!" She watched him reach for the covers and pull them back. She closed her eyes as his fingers skimmed over the skin of her thighs.
"Are you sure," he questioned, his voice husky. She nodded, and was pleased when one finger slipped into her opening. She moaned and tried to push herself into his finger. He pumped the digit into her, then added another. She gasped, clutching at the sheets.
"Oh, Draco," she breathed. She could see his eyes darkening with lust. "You want me... don't you?" He nodded, and she figured he didn't trust himself to speak. She closed her eyes and made a final decision.
"Please, Draco... I want you..."
The egg suddenly disappeared, only to be replaced by what could only be the tip of his cock. She purred, waiting on him to take her as she was. He rubbed her slick folds, driving her mad and doing nothing to help her situation.
"Hermione, we don't have to do this," he whispered, his voice hoarse with need.
"Draco, just shut up and fuck me, please," she pleaded. She could feel him gently press against her entrance. "I'm no virgin, Draco, so don't try and be gentle." His breathing hitched, and she felt a touch of dread.
Did I just say the wrong thing?
He suddenly slammed into her, hitting her G-spot and making her cry out. She didn't get a chance to see how big he was, but from what she could feel, she was much bigger than any of her exes. She felt his hands clos around her wrist and wrench them up over her head, which only managed to turn her on even more. She gasped and arched her back as he bit her shoulder.
"Gods, Hermione, you're so tight," he hissed. She gasped as he hit her spot again. "Perfect." He slammed into her again, and she tried to lift her hips. She wanted him to dominate her, to make her his. But he was driving into her with such force that she couldn't even speak. She felt the knot in her stomach tighten, and small, encouraging whimpers passed her lips.
"Please... Draco, I'm so close... Please, don't stop..."
He slammed into her one more time, and her vision went white. She had never come this hard, or been this eager to sleep with just anyone. But she was enjoying the powerful waves of ecstacy, no matter who or what had caused them.
She felt Draco pull out as she began to doze off. She wanted to sneak a peek at the cause of her orgasm, but was too tired to even lift a finger.
I'll have to let George know about this.
