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The next night Hermione was heading to dinner when she past none other than Ron Weasley.
Her timing was always perfect she thought sarcastically.
She tried to hurry past him, but he grabbed her.
"Don't think you're going to get away with last night," Ron shouted.
"What are you going to do Ron? Put me in time out?" Hermione smirked.
"As a matter of fact I am," he said smugly walking toward her.
Hermione looked scared for a split moment but she soon regained her composure before Ron practically slammed her against the wall.
"Wha..?" she tried to say but was cut off by Ron's lips on hers and his tongue that was seeking entrance to her mouth.
For a moment, Hermione resisted but instantly melted against his intoxicating lips. His tongue was now working wonders in her mouth and she was remembering other places it had done more than satisfied her.
His hands were working fast and had already removed her uniform. Now he was removing the underwear her underwear. As soon as Ron was done undressing her, his hands went to squeezing and rubbing her soft and luscious breasts.
She let out a moan which made Ron squeeze them harder but Hermione loved it.
"Taste me," she whispered just loud enough for him to hear. Instead of going down on her he turned her around to face the wall.
"I don't think so Hermione. "Now I believe you asked for a time out and you're supposed to face the wall," he said. Bad girls can't always get what they want and they deserve to be punished," Ron said huskily.
As much as he wanted to taste her, Hermione could not be the one to tell him what to do this time. If he wanted any respect from her, he was going to have to take charge. Because of the way she acted, she would be at his mercy.
Ron reached for his pants and undid his belt, button and zipper in less than ten seconds. He then removed his shirt right before pulling down his boxers.
He pressed his body against her so she could feel his erection on her ass and his upper body against her back to make her wet and feel his need.
Ron inserted two fingers into her to see how wet she was.
"You're so wet," he said as he moved his fingers faster and faster inside of her. Ron wasn't going to do anything else until she begged.
From this angle, he had a perfect view of her ass and couldn't resist spanking it.
Hermione let out a moan and begged, "Do it again."
This time Ron did as she requested and spanked her even harder than last time.
Hermione knew that he was trying to make her beg and refused to, but as he moved his fingers faster and faster within her, she didn't know how much more she could take.
"Ron, please," she begged.
"Please what?" he said still fingering her.
"Fuck me," she said in an almost commanding tone.
"I need to hear a please," Ron said.
"Ron, please fuck me right now," she practically yelled.
"That's more like it," he said placing her palms flat on the wall then grasping her breasts with his gifted hands.
Just as she finished yelling at him, he thrust inside of her and she moaned the loudest he ever heard before.
Ron was so deep inside her, deeper than he ever was before if that was even possible.
"Faster!" she demanded.
Ron was on the verge of losing it and moved his hands from her breasts to her hips so he could thrust faster and harder than ever.
"Yes, hell fucking yes! Your cock feels so good. Nothing can feel fucking better than this!" she exclaimed.
Her saying those words allowed him to increase his speed even more than he knew was possible.
That was all that was needed to send her over the age. A few moments later, Hermione came even harder than before and for the first time, she was blinded by stars as he climaxed seconds after her.
Finally opening her eyes, Hermione looked at Ron and said very seriously, "We need to go upstairs and talk."
With reality settling in and feeling a great sense of remorse, Hermione looked directly at Ron with tears welling up in her eyes, "I'm so sorry Ron. The only reason I did that was because it hurt me to see you with Lavender," sounding sincere.
Ron wasn't planning on caving in that easily but when he looked at her beautiful face he melted and lost it, "It's ok Hermione, I guess I understand. I just didn't know that you cared so much. I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but at that time I thought I was just another Seamus or Cormac to you. With my deepest sincerity, I wouldn't have led you on like that on purpose."
Hermione was quiet for a minute.
"I know Ron, but that's what kind of makes it hurt more because it was so easy for you to assume that. I was hoping that you would see me a little differently than all off of them," she said looking into his eyes.
"I couldn't think about anyone else after every time we did something starting with our kiss at Matilda's," she said while biting her lip.
"To be honest, things with Lavender weren't the same after that." I couldn't be there for her like before and even when I was in bed with her, my mind always went to you," Ron said gathering her in his arms.
Hermione turned to him and looked deep into his ocean blue eyes. "I want you to be mining Ron, nobody else's.
"I already am," Ron said kissing her on the forehead before they soon fell asleep.