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Someday
Ch. 11 The Beginning
"Draco!" She gasped. Malfoy was standing in front of her, looking very nervous, very sweaty, very sexy. "What are you doing here?"
"If you ever think that you can gyrate me until I nearly explode, tease me, grind into me and then walk away thinking it's okay, you've got another thing coming." He walked in and kissed her. He wanted it to be a soft kiss, but all of his pent up sexual energy was not allowing it. Hermione dropped the umbrella and immediately began kissing back. Draco's kisses were intoxicating, addicting, and scintillating. He began kissing her up and down her neck, and Hermione moaned in pleasure. She closed the door and led his lips back to hers. She felt herself being picked up and carried over towards her bedroom.
They continued to kiss one another until reaching Hermione's bedroom. She quickly threw off Draco's black t-shirt and began to unbutton his pants.
"Wait," he said, breathing heavily.
"What?" she asked, slightly surprised by the sudden halt.
"I want this to go slow, and I want it to last," he said huskily. He began to kiss her slowly, with more feeling. His hands wandered inside her robe to discover her lingerie. His kissing intensified as he slipped her robe off and began kissing her shoulders, lazily letting the straps fall to her side. He dragged his fingers up her stomach until he grabbed the thin fabric and took it off of her body.
She kissed down his taut, muscled stomach until she reached his jeans. She undid the zipper and finished unsnapping the button. With a little shake from Draco they were soon flown across the room. Hermione kissed around the waistband of his silk boxers and finally tugged them down to his feet, where Draco kicked them off. Hermione immediately began to suck the head of his penis, letting him enjoy every minute of the pleasure she was giving him. He moaned as Hermione began to suck all around him, deftly using her tongue to find his most sensitive spots and teasing them. Draco knew that with all the holding back he had been doing that he wasn't going to last much longer. He wanted their experience to go on for hours. He backed away from her, Hermione looking very confused. He picked her up and whispered to her. "I want this to last."
He back Hermione onto the bed and tugged at her panties until they too joined Draco's jeans. He kissed down until he was at the juncture of her legs, and immediately he began to taunt her. Liking flicking his tongue across her clitoris, rubbing his fingers in and out of her, playing with her like a new toy, Draco continually brought Hermione closer and closer to the edge. But he wasn't going to let her. He stopped and kissed his way to her breasts, sucking each one with tenderness. She moaned as his finger flicked her nipples, causing them to go hard.
Draco went into the bathroom momentarily and rolled on a condom before laying himself on top of Hermione. Right away they found a rhythm that suited each of them just fine. He felt chills run down his spine as he felt the connection between them.
"I want to be on top," Hermione whispered. Draco conceded, and rolled over and allowed Hermione to climb on top of him. She began rocking back and forth on his hardness, Draco playing with her breasts. She enjoyed very much to have her breasts fondled with, and moaned out in pleasure. Hermione felt her climax building and knew it wouldn't be long until she exploded in pleasure.
Draco never knew that having the girl on top could feel this good. Usually the girls were too rough or caused him to bend in ways that he wasn't supposed to. Hermione made it feel good, and he knew she was enjoying herself, because before long the both of them were in simultaneous orgasms. Waves of pleasure drove through Draco and Hermione as they fell to the side of each other, both out of breath.
After several moments Hermione fell asleep, and Draco smiled. She had to have been tired. He quietly grabbed his boxers and put them back on and walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen for a glass of water. His adrenaline on high, he decided to sit and watch TV. Nothing remarkable was on, besides the weather and a movie he had already seen. He opted for the movie and sat on the couch watching it.
Hermione awoke a few hours later and looked at her watch. It was 5:30 in the morning, but she felt surprisingly well rested. She looked beside her to see that Malfoy again wasn't there. She got up from the bed and put on her fleece robe and walked out into the hallway. She noticed the TV on low and Draco with his head back and his eyes closed. She smiled at him and walked over and turned off the movie. She kissed his forehead and began walking back to the bedroom until Draco grabbed her hand pulling her back.
"And where do you think you're going, Granger?" he said quietly.
"I thought you were asleep so I turned off the TV and I was going to go back to bed."
"Ha, not on my time," and he embraced her into a passionate kiss. This time, there would be no waiting around to go slow. He needed her right there right now. He quickly stopped her, walked back into the bedroom and grabbed a condom before walking back to the couch. Hermione helped him with the rubber and straddled him, still wearing the robe. She and Draco engaged in a fast and furious rhythm together as he kneaded and sucked on her breasts. With in no time at all they were climaxing together, this one more intense than the last.
Several hours later they were holding one another in her bed, just waking up from a nap.
"You know I still can't stand you Malfoy," Hermione stated blatantly.
" And you know I think you're an annoying twit, right?" he questioned.
"Oh, of course."
"Good, now that we have that settled," he stopped his sentence and rolled back onto Hermione, going at it for round three.
Someday
Ch. 11 The Beginning
"Draco!" She gasped. Malfoy was standing in front of her, looking very nervous, very sweaty, very sexy. "What are you doing here?"
"If you ever think that you can gyrate me until I nearly explode, tease me, grind into me and then walk away thinking it's okay, you've got another thing coming." He walked in and kissed her. He wanted it to be a soft kiss, but all of his pent up sexual energy was not allowing it. Hermione dropped the umbrella and immediately began kissing back. Draco's kisses were intoxicating, addicting, and scintillating. He began kissing her up and down her neck, and Hermione moaned in pleasure. She closed the door and led his lips back to hers. She felt herself being picked up and carried over towards her bedroom.
They continued to kiss one another until reaching Hermione's bedroom. She quickly threw off Draco's black t-shirt and began to unbutton his pants.
"Wait," he said, breathing heavily.
"What?" she asked, slightly surprised by the sudden halt.
"I want this to go slow, and I want it to last," he said huskily. He began to kiss her slowly, with more feeling. His hands wandered inside her robe to discover her lingerie. His kissing intensified as he slipped her robe off and began kissing her shoulders, lazily letting the straps fall to her side. He dragged his fingers up her stomach until he grabbed the thin fabric and took it off of her body.
She kissed down his taut, muscled stomach until she reached his jeans. She undid the zipper and finished unsnapping the button. With a little shake from Draco they were soon flown across the room. Hermione kissed around the waistband of his silk boxers and finally tugged them down to his feet, where Draco kicked them off. Hermione immediately began to suck the head of his penis, letting him enjoy every minute of the pleasure she was giving him. He moaned as Hermione began to suck all around him, deftly using her tongue to find his most sensitive spots and teasing them. Draco knew that with all the holding back he had been doing that he wasn't going to last much longer. He wanted their experience to go on for hours. He backed away from her, Hermione looking very confused. He picked her up and whispered to her. "I want this to last."
He back Hermione onto the bed and tugged at her panties until they too joined Draco's jeans. He kissed down until he was at the juncture of her legs, and immediately he began to taunt her. Liking flicking his tongue across her clitoris, rubbing his fingers in and out of her, playing with her like a new toy, Draco continually brought Hermione closer and closer to the edge. But he wasn't going to let her. He stopped and kissed his way to her breasts, sucking each one with tenderness. She moaned as his finger flicked her nipples, causing them to go hard.
Draco went into the bathroom momentarily and rolled on a condom before laying himself on top of Hermione. Right away they found a rhythm that suited each of them just fine. He felt chills run down his spine as he felt the connection between them.
"I want to be on top," Hermione whispered. Draco conceded, and rolled over and allowed Hermione to climb on top of him. She began rocking back and forth on his hardness, Draco playing with her breasts. She enjoyed very much to have her breasts fondled with, and moaned out in pleasure. Hermione felt her climax building and knew it wouldn't be long until she exploded in pleasure.
Draco never knew that having the girl on top could feel this good. Usually the girls were too rough or caused him to bend in ways that he wasn't supposed to. Hermione made it feel good, and he knew she was enjoying herself, because before long the both of them were in simultaneous orgasms. Waves of pleasure drove through Draco and Hermione as they fell to the side of each other, both out of breath.
After several moments Hermione fell asleep, and Draco smiled. She had to have been tired. He quietly grabbed his boxers and put them back on and walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen for a glass of water. His adrenaline on high, he decided to sit and watch TV. Nothing remarkable was on, besides the weather and a movie he had already seen. He opted for the movie and sat on the couch watching it.
Hermione awoke a few hours later and looked at her watch. It was 5:30 in the morning, but she felt surprisingly well rested. She looked beside her to see that Malfoy again wasn't there. She got up from the bed and put on her fleece robe and walked out into the hallway. She noticed the TV on low and Draco with his head back and his eyes closed. She smiled at him and walked over and turned off the movie. She kissed his forehead and began walking back to the bedroom until Draco grabbed her hand pulling her back.
"And where do you think you're going, Granger?" he said quietly.
"I thought you were asleep so I turned off the TV and I was going to go back to bed."
"Ha, not on my time," and he embraced her into a passionate kiss. This time, there would be no waiting around to go slow. He needed her right there right now. He quickly stopped her, walked back into the bedroom and grabbed a condom before walking back to the couch. Hermione helped him with the rubber and straddled him, still wearing the robe. She and Draco engaged in a fast and furious rhythm together as he kneaded and sucked on her breasts. With in no time at all they were climaxing together, this one more intense than the last.
Several hours later they were holding one another in her bed, just waking up from a nap.
"You know I still can't stand you Malfoy," Hermione stated blatantly.
" And you know I think you're an annoying twit, right?" he questioned.
"Oh, of course."
"Good, now that we have that settled," he stopped his sentence and rolled back onto Hermione, going at it for round three.