A/N: Sorry it took sooo long to update. I had major writer's block and I was busy with school. hope you like this chapter and it is worth (I hope) of the R rating.

Disclaimer. I own nothing. the song and the charactors are Toby Keith an J.K. Rowling respectivly.

Stays in Mexico Chapter 2

Somehow they managed to make it to Draco's hotel with out having each other along the way. Draco could not understand why tasting Hermione Granger the girl he had tormented for years was so intoxicating. The voice in his head told him that he had wanted this for as long as he has known her. He pushed that thought out of his mind and pressed Hermione onto the back wall of the elevator that they managed to wrestle their way into. Draco impatiently slammed the button for the top floor.

Hermione started tugging at his shirt. She couldn't help but smile into his lips as she ran her hand along the hard softness of his torso. Draco's breathing for the first time that night caught feeling Hermione's perfect hands made contact with his skin. He lifted her up and she wrapped her long legs around him. Hands firmly on her ass he couldn't believe that Bookworm Granger could have such a nice ass.

Draco found the key to the room with out breaking from his current priority. With the door open he pushed her into the room and kicked the door closed. Setting Hermione on the bed he trailed his kisses and bites down her neck. He slowly pulled off her top as he laid her down. Her breasts were perfect. He kissed her collarbone trailed down to her full breast. With one hand he cupped one and to the other he slowly licked around to find her nipple. Sucking and flicking his tongue over the sweet taste of it. Hermione moaned and ran her fingers through his hair. Draco moved down her body leaving kisses on her stomach as he deftly unbuttoned her jeans. He couldn't believe just how beautiful she was. Quickly he removed her shoes to return to take off those jeans that were holding to very thing that he had wanted since puberty.

Hermione took control and force Draco to the bottom. Straddling him, she tore off his shirt and started exploring his body with her mouth. With one hand she undid the belt and button of his pants. Draco kicked off his shoes she eliminated the pants quickly; she took away the boxers with them. She smirked up at him in the best imitation that she could muster and slowly, agonizingly slowly ran her tongue up the vein that ran up his member and then she took the length of him into her mouth.

Groaning he almost let her carry on before he decided that he hadn't waited years to have Hermione just suck his dick. Taking her by the arm he reversed their positions.

Draco plunged into her. He thrusted at her hard, only was getting harder. Hermione arched her back and met every thrust. Her moaning was exhilarating and her nails dug into his shoulders telling him not to stop.

"OHHH GOD!" Draco knew that Hermione was cumming and it was a good timing on his part because so was he, and they finished together. Draco rested inside her as he lowered his head to kiss her again. He was completely intoxicated by Hermione. He pulled out and lay next to her. He pulled her to him.

In the morning Hermione woke up with a start. That had to be a crazy dream due to too much alcohol. As she rolled over and caught sight of a head of blonde hair she just about screamed. Hermione jumped out of the bed. Then she was horrified to realize that she was without her cloths. She tried to find all of her cloths that were slung around the room. Hastily tugging her jeans on, she started cursing herself. The night before was so fuzzy in her mind.

OH shit he's waking up, she panicked as Draco started stirring in the bed. Where is my shirt? I need to go.

Then the night hit her. Her head started pounding. The man in the bed was Draco Malfoy. Out of all the people in the world, she had slept with him. She needed to find her shirt before she could go. It was draped over a lamp. She snatched the shirt.

"Where are you going," Draco asked as he stretched.

"I gotta go."

"No you don't. You're on vacation."

"I…I…I gotta go."

Draco got up out of bed without covering himself. Hermione couldn't help staring at his perfectly sexy body. "Stay," Draco kissed her neck

He woke up in the morning and he made a little telephone call,
To check on his wife and his kids back at home,
She hopped right in the shower with a heavy heavy mind,
(spoken) What am I doing?
He knew it was the first time Hermione had ever crossed that line

Hermione sighed. She knew that the smart thing was to go. But she couldn't move her feet. "Okay Draco. I need a shower." She walked to the bathroom.

Draco thought about joining her but decided that he had to take care of something first. He took out his mobile phone and called his fiancé back in England. He just about hated the woman but if he didn't call her there would be hell to pay when he got back to England. Her feathers won't be ruffled and there will be no reason for her to even think that he hadn't been faithful in Mexico. He had set up to much for his life to be torn apart with a little fling in Mexico.

"Morning Pansy."

"Draco! I didn't think you would call me, you're on vacation."

"It's business. You know that."

"How is it going down there?"

"Same shit, different continent."

" Oh Draco honey I miss you so much. When are you coming home?"

"Friday."

"Damn it. I gotta go. I'll be late for work. I love you, Draco."

"Me too. Bye."

In the shower, Hermione hung her head letting the hot water massage her neck. She never planned to go to bed with anyone. She loved Ron. They were going to be married in a matter of weeks. Why did she sleep with Draco? Draco had treated her like shit for as long as she had known him.

That was the reason she had done it. She had to prove something to him. She had to show him that she was just like anyone else. She was an equal to him. She had wanted him for a little while in her seventh year. She had instigated just as many arguments with Draco Malfoy as he had with her, and for her it was always a way to let off some the frustrations.

Of course it would just be her luck to run into someone that she had hoped never to see again. Why did she feel it was necessary to prove anything to him? Wait why are you staying? You can leave. That's what vacation is for. A fling and you never see them again. Right, Hermione shook her head and turned off the water. She got dressed hurriedly so she could get out of this room and forget about Draco.

When she walked back into the room Draco lounged on the bed in his boxers.

"Want to go out for a swim?"

"I think that I should be going."

"What's a little swim? I bet you work too much. You couldn't have changed much from school."

"What do you care? You had your fun."

"I never said that I cared. And my fun isn't over."

"Go get yourself some other chick to be your sex toy."

"But I have a very good one in my presence right now. It would be too much of a headache to find another one."

"I hardly think it would be hard. You've had girls all over you since school."

Draco smirked his classic smirk at her, "Jealous?"

"You wish."

"Come on, what will one swim hurt?"

"I don't have my bikini with me."

"Then meet me back here in an hour."