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Chapter Six
Hermione moaned as Draco trailed kisses down her neck and began to unbutton her blouse. She couldn't regulate her heartbeat or her shallow breathing. Draco raised her arms over her head, and slipped off her shirt. Hermione blushed, watching Draco trace her curves with his eyes.
Hermione knew what she was getting into. Draco Malfoy was her biggest enemy, the boy who had made her life a living hell, and who killed muggles and muggleborns for pleasure! And if Harry and Ron found out, they'd lose all respect for her. She pushed all the negative thoughts of out her mind. Malfoy had unclasped her bra and now she was exposed to him. She avoided his intense blue eyes, which were clouded over with lust and fascination. He couldn't believe the way Hermione was responding to him.
"Look at me," he whispered. Hermione's deep brown eyes met his, and he captured her lips in another fiery kiss, before turning his attention lower. He kissed the tip of each breast, causing her to sigh deeply. Once she looked at him pleadingly, he wasted no time in sucking and kissing her breasts. Hermione's eyes widened, and she entwined her fingers in Draco's hair, pulling his head back up to hers. She kissed him hungrily, sucking on his lips. Draco moaned against her lips, and slid his hands up her skirt, removing her panties. She lifted her hips, allowing him to pull them off easier. Then she placed her hands on his head, and pushed him lower, to where she wanted his attention. Draco removed her skirt and spread her thighs.
Hermione let out a small cry as she felt his tongue softly stroke her. She had never felt pleasure like this in her whole life. She gasped louder when Draco's tongue moved more forcefully inside of her.
"Oh God, Malfoy!" she cried, writhing underneath of him. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, and raised her hips to give him better access. She loved what he was doing with his tongue, but she needed more. She needed him inside of her.
Draco grew harder every time Hermione cried out his name. He was becoming addicted to her, and he wanted to plunge inside of her, quick and hard, but first he wanted to satisfy her, make her wet. She'd be his soon enough, he just needed to control himself, and be patient.
"Malfoy!' Hermione screamed again, climaxing and collapsing onto the sheets.
Chapter Six
Hermione moaned as Draco trailed kisses down her neck and began to unbutton her blouse. She couldn't regulate her heartbeat or her shallow breathing. Draco raised her arms over her head, and slipped off her shirt. Hermione blushed, watching Draco trace her curves with his eyes.
Hermione knew what she was getting into. Draco Malfoy was her biggest enemy, the boy who had made her life a living hell, and who killed muggles and muggleborns for pleasure! And if Harry and Ron found out, they'd lose all respect for her. She pushed all the negative thoughts of out her mind. Malfoy had unclasped her bra and now she was exposed to him. She avoided his intense blue eyes, which were clouded over with lust and fascination. He couldn't believe the way Hermione was responding to him.
"Look at me," he whispered. Hermione's deep brown eyes met his, and he captured her lips in another fiery kiss, before turning his attention lower. He kissed the tip of each breast, causing her to sigh deeply. Once she looked at him pleadingly, he wasted no time in sucking and kissing her breasts. Hermione's eyes widened, and she entwined her fingers in Draco's hair, pulling his head back up to hers. She kissed him hungrily, sucking on his lips. Draco moaned against her lips, and slid his hands up her skirt, removing her panties. She lifted her hips, allowing him to pull them off easier. Then she placed her hands on his head, and pushed him lower, to where she wanted his attention. Draco removed her skirt and spread her thighs.
Hermione let out a small cry as she felt his tongue softly stroke her. She had never felt pleasure like this in her whole life. She gasped louder when Draco's tongue moved more forcefully inside of her.
"Oh God, Malfoy!" she cried, writhing underneath of him. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, and raised her hips to give him better access. She loved what he was doing with his tongue, but she needed more. She needed him inside of her.
Draco grew harder every time Hermione cried out his name. He was becoming addicted to her, and he wanted to plunge inside of her, quick and hard, but first he wanted to satisfy her, make her wet. She'd be his soon enough, he just needed to control himself, and be patient.
"Malfoy!' Hermione screamed again, climaxing and collapsing onto the sheets.
