A/N: I hope you like it. I heard the song Stays in Mexico by Toby Keith and knew that this would be a great story line for Draco and Hermione.
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter and Toby Keith owns the song Stays In Mexico.
Stays In Mexico
Hermione was on a vacation with her friend Ginny. Ginny had disappeared as soon as the two checked in to the hotel in Cancun. Hermione didn't have a clue where the younger woman was. However, knowing Ginny, she was off to let her wild side out, since her seven older brothers usually kept her in line back in England.
Hermione sighed. She was a little mad that Ginny ditched her. How could she have fun when her best friend was gone? Hermione looked down at her left hand. She smiled at the rock that was on it. She would be back in Ron Weasley's arms in a few days. However, she was in Mexico. She was going to have as much fun as she could before her wedding at the end of the month.
Hermione pulled on a pair of tight hip hugging jeans, and a very low cut blood red halter top that showed her breasts at their best. She didn't do anything about her bushy hair, after all, the sex hair look was in this summer and she couldn't be happier with how easy styling her hair had become. She pulled on her black cowgirl boots. She applied mascara and eye liner to bring out her already big eyes, and on her lips she put the same blood red color as her top.
Tonight you aren't going to worry about anything or anyone. You are going to have the time of your life. That's why you are on vacation after all, Hermione smiled to her self. If she said so herself she would have said she looked damned sexy.
She grabbed some money and the key to the room and headed for the closest bar.
Hermione walked into a country bar about two blocks away from her hotel. The country thing was always a good way to kick off the night. The music and atmosphere had something in it that always made her loosen up. Being a little wild in Mexico was a must.
She ordered a beer and winked at the hot bartender. The song blaring over the speakers where bewitching her hips to of their own will, so she made her way through the crowd to the smoky dance floor.
Hermione rocked back and forth in sync with the music. She had the men in the bar mesmerized. In about four beers she had danced with half the men there. She never noticed the eyes of some blonde man watching her ever move.
His name was Draco,
Her name was Hermione,
Draco watched some hot sinorita dance with all the other shmucks in the place. He had decided someone that looked and moved like her he would have to have. He was not going to let her leave with any of the other land sharks in the bar. As Draco made his way to the hot mama he realized that that bushy headed woman was familiar. He couldn't believe that he knew her Granted it had been five years since he saw her last. He was sure this woman was none other than Hermione Granger.
Moving up to Hermione as she moved her hips that made his imagination run alarmingly fast. He came up behind her. Draco moved with her and felt her get closer. She smiled as she turned to face the unknown dance partner. The thought of her possible reaction was exciting him more than just a little. The challenge of getting her to leave with him tonight was going to be fun.
They started dancing and it got real hot,
Hermione's smile dipped when she made eye contact with someone she thought she'd never see again. Steel grey eyes and platinum blonde hair that went amazingly well with the smirk that Draco Malfoy was known for almost scared her. It confused her seeing that he came up to her willingly and the fact that she happened to run in to him half a world away from where she'd seen him last.
"Draco Malfoy don't ruin my—"
"I won't ruin anything, Hermione. Don't use my last name; I'm on vacation."
"But you—"
"Shut up and dance. That's all I want."
Hermione did as she was told. What could a dance hurt? She wanted to have fun and Draco moved pretty damned good.
Draco put a hand on her hip to pull her closer to him and as the next song played their last names and heritage was forgotten in the beat of the music. As the music got louder and faster they got closer pressing and teasing each other. Draco's hands slipped from her hips to the ass pockets of her jeans Hermione's hands found their way to Draco's chest of there own free will and worked their way down ward.
The thing that mattered to them was that the music never stopped. They were in Mexico to have a good time. Suddenly the only way that would happen was if this moment didn't end. Hermione needed to prove that she was better than what he had said she was in school. Draco needed to conquer every fantasy that he had of her since puberty.
"Let me get you a drink." Draco said.
Hermione let him lead her over to the bar. With the comfort of a cold beer in her hand, she loosened up. She was finding that she was enjoying her time with Draco.
They started taking shots of tequila. Hermione said something about how she could drink Draco under the table and Draco couldn't back down from the challenge.
"There is no way you could out drink me."
"I've out drank the Weasley twins repeatedly. I've got this in the bag."
"That is impressive. But there is no way you got this."
"Bring it," Hermione stated, arching an eyebrow.
Three shots became six; Draco decided that he would make their game more enjoyable. He put his shot in Hermione's chest. She gave him a smirk that put his own to shame as she took a lemon in her mouth. Draco took the shot and traced his tongue up between her breasts up her neck and to the lemon. With the bar whooping and hollering Hermione laughed.
Draco pulled away with the lemon. Hermione looked up at him. Thinking about nothing but what it would be like to feel his hot sexy naked body on hers was over powering her senses. Or maybe it was all the alcohol that was in her system. She grabbed him by the collar of the shirt she pulled him to her lips.
The tequila and lemon did nothing to hide the natural taste of him. The kiss was more intoxicating than the liquor itself. Cat calls whistled through the bar, and Hermione smiled into Draco's lips.
Draco was surprised to find that he was now attached to Hermione from the mouth. Now this is amusing. Dancing, body shots, kissing, if anyone from Hogwarts were to see they wouldn't believe their eyes. He himself was having trouble comprehending the thought.
Then it spilled over to the parking lot,
One more tequila then we're falling in love,
"Let's get out of here," Draco whispered in her ear.
Hermione lead the way to the door. Out the door Draco pulled her to him. He pressed her to the outer wall of the bar. He kissed her hungrily. There was no way he could let the night end here. His hands moved under her top. Her skin was soft; he longed to have her. Hermione started tugging at his shirt.
Draco nibbled at her neck and collar bone leaving Hermione's skin screaming for more. Little moans fell from her lips as he explored more of her exposed skin and teased the parts that were covered. She reached her leg up to hug his hip to pull him closer. The bulge that met her made Hermione ache with desire. The logical mind of Hermione Granger was quickly running away from her.
She pushed him away from her. She smirked at him, "Lets find someplace else to continue."
Don't bite off more than you can chew,
There's things down here the devil himself wouldn't do,
Just remember when you let it all go,
What happens in Mexico,
Stays in Mexico