AN: After this chapter there will be one more fantasy chapter before I go into the plot. But there are more fantasies I want to talk about in this story. I'm going to post those fantasies in a seperate collection of one shots from this story and some of my others. You'll know who else fantasized about her in this story.
Before Hermione opened her eyes, she snuggled into something soft and luxurious. 'Am I back in the room? I don't remember lying on my stomach.'
Hermione stretched out before sitting up. This definitely wasn't the Head Girl room. The room she was in was large and airy. Decorated in calming blue's and creams. She was sitting in silk sheets in what could possibly be the biggest bed she had ever been in.
The sound of foot steps coming closer made Hermione slip back under the covers and pretend she was asleep. She felt the bed dip next to her, calloused fingers caressed her back.
'mmh… that actually feels good.'
To keep up the charade, Hermione groaned and turned her head to the person who was caressing her back. She slowly opened her eyes and was slightly surprised to see Gregory Goyle sitting on the bed.
"Well hello sleepyhead. I've got breakfast here unless you want to sleep a little longer?"
She shook her head but didn't make a move to eat the breakfast.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" He raked his fingers slowly through her hair.
She turned on her back, leaning up on her elbows. The sheet was just covering her up to her waist. She stretched out her hand to touch his cheek.
"I'm hungry for something other than breakfast, my love."
Gregory looked at her with raised eyebrows. "Oh really?"
Hermione leaned up and put her arms around his neck. "Make love to me, Greg."
Greg leaned in and softly sucked on her lower lip. His hand rested on the side of her neck, his thumb caressed her jaw.
Hermione nibbled on his upper lip while her hands made their way down his chest. He was just simple clad in boxers. He looked so handsome, she never noticed it before. He always looked kind of beefy and a little stupid but even now Hermione had to admit that he started to look better the last few years. And maybe he wasn't that stupid?
He kissed her neck and nibbled on her earlobe. Hermione moaned softly. He was gentle and not like the other fantasies she experienced.
Greg slowly pushed her down and hovered above her. Every so often leaning down to place soft kisses all down her neck and chest. Hermione wrapped her leg around his waist. Pulling him closer to her. She liked feeling his weight on her body.
He slowly caressed her thigh and turned them around. Pulling her on top of him. His thumbs slowly caressed her waist, just above her panty.
"Do I have to do all the work again?" Hermione chuckled.
Greg smirked and slowly slides his hands up her chest. His thumbs brushing against her nipples. Hermione moaned softly.
He slides the panties down her shapely legs. He lifted his hips and gave Hermione the chance to slide his boxers down.
Hermione leaned down to kiss his neck and Greg turned them again. Her legs were around his waist while he slowly slid inside her. His pace was slow and steady and Hermione felt thoroughly loved. Their lips battled for dominance and his tongue slowly licked her lower lip.
'This fantasy was the best one I've had in a while. Would he be so loving and tender in normal life?'
He slowly picked up the pace while looking into her eyes. "I love you so much darling."
Hermione blushed while kissing him passionately.
He moved his hips a little faster and moved his fingers down to tease and rub her sensitive nub. It made her moan harder and she needed to let loose.
Her back was arched and he was sporting scratch marks on his back. He rubbed her sensitive nub a little harder.
Hermione just had to let go. The orgasm hit her hard and her tight sleeve around Greg's erection made him cum inside her.
He laid down on her. He caressed her thighs.
She leaned in to kiss him softly. "This was even better than last night."
Greg chuckled and kissed her a little more roughly when her vision faded to black again.
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