Warning: Sexual situations, but no real sex—this is the edited version.

Chapter Five: Rush

Ginny had no idea how they'd gotten up to Draco's room so quickly, but the fierceness of the whole situation was starting to make her a bit uneasy. His caresses and kisses weren't helping the matter either, making her slightly dizzy, lightheaded, and all. His movements were becoming more aggressive, more urgent. His hips were demanding against hers, where they had started off as slow, gentle motions, they were now grinding and hard.

At that moment Ginny felt like a trapped animal beneath him, her thighs cradling him on either side, his heavy body on top of her, crushing her. She was surprised she could breath with his weight and the intense passion that just stole the air out of her lungs.

Ginny grunted as she felt Draco's hand slip under her jumper. "Hmm Draco, stop," she whispered softly, trying to shake the euphoria that had spread through her.

"Oh yes Red, say my name," he gasped out.

He shoved his hand beneath her knickers and Ginny could have sworn she saw stars. Her mouth dropped and her eyes flew open. She stared up at him in shock and gulped when she realized he'd been watching her the whole time.

"Oh, wow," she panted and jolted as he pushed his hand against her. "Oh yes."

Her back arched high as if she were trying to get closer. She bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes as she shot both of her hands down to his wrists forcing him to apply more pressure.

She grunted out an assortment of soft sounds as Draco pushed one of his fingers inside of her. Ginny, in response shoved one of her hands over his and pushed his index finger in deeper, her hips moving against his, pushing his hand hard on and in to her, matching the rhythm he'd set.

Just slightly beyond Ginny's comprehension she heard a deep agonized growl and the point of her pleasure stopped. Her vision was red, still in a haze as she felt Draco slip his finger out of her. She was slowly starting to get frustrated with the realization that he had stopped when he jerked her jumper off and ripped her white knickers off of her.

Draco bit his lip hard and a low groan tore through his lips.

She didn't know whether the sound of the fabric ripping or her embarrassment over the fact that she never really wore a bra was what made her panic. Her eyes widened in terror and as if on instinct her hips jerked up making Draco gasp and close his eyes with pleasure. She did it again, but this time with her arms shoving at his chest.

This is where she succeeded in throwing him completely off the bed, which was not her intention. She squealed in horror and turned onto her side looking down at a very dazed and turned on young man.

"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to throw you off your bed. I just wanted to stop you."

Bells were ringing in his ears and only the sweet sound of Ginny's gasps could break through the clanging.

He trailed kisses along her neck gripping and running his fingers through her fiery red hair. He knew his caresses and kisses becoming more aggressive, more urgent. He had wanted to do this slowly, but he'd made the mistake of freeing her of her pants and allowing his hips to rock lightly against hers. Heat had been vibrating between her legs and with in minutes his movements had become harder.

He didn't want to scare her, but he needed to feel her so he allowed his hand to go part way up her jumper.

"Hmm Draco..."

That was all he heard, with his hips still grinding against hers he gazed at her his breath coming in pants. "Oh yes Red, say my name."

He shoved his hand beneath her knickers, never taking his eyes off her, desperately wanting to see her reaction. Her mouth dropped and her eyes flew open. She stared up at him in shock and gulped.

"Oh, wow," she panted. "Oh yes."

Her back arched high as if she were trying to get closer. She bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes as she shot both of her hands down to his wrists forcing him to apply more pressure.

He couldn't believe it and for a moment he almost didn't believe she was as innocent as he thought her to be. That thought quickly vanished as Ginny made a soft out of pitch grunt and licked her lips.

Draco growled and jerked his hand away from her. Swiftly he pushed up her jumper, pulling it over her head. He did a double take when he saw small, hand sized bare breasts spill out from underneath. He clenched his teeth, his eyes darkening and his hand reached down. Not wanting to bother with removing any clothing carefully he ripped her white-laced knickers off and practically screamed with triumph.

He couldn't possibly wait anymore. He had never wanted anyone as much as he wanted Ginny Weasley right at that moment. Draco had thought that after what he'd done with Giselle just yesterday he would have been sated for at least a week, but he felt like a starving man at a banquet.

Draco hadn't expected her to jerk up so viciously. He'd never know why he hadn't come in his pants like virgin schoolboy, but he was grateful for it.

He paused as her eyes widened in terror. She jerked her hips again, but this time with her arms shoving at his chest.

This is where she succeeded in throwing him completely off the bed, which was not her intention. She squealed in horror and turned onto her side looking down at a very dazed and turned on young man.

"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to throw you off your bed. I just wanted to stop you."

"What in the bloody hell was that?" Draco said as calmly as he possibly could.

She bowed her head and swung her legs over the edge, her feet resting in between his ankles. "I'm not ready for this and I'm sorry I—"

"Sorry you let it get this far?"

Ginny was scared. He was far too calm for this situation.

"Yes. Are you mad?"

He snorted. "Am I mad? Am I mad…that you turned me on to the point of explosion and then shoved me off as if nothing had happened? What do you expect me to be like? You are bloody naked in front of a very turned on and angry man that just got shoved off of his own bed. You're damn straight I mad! And why the hell weren't you wearing a bra?"

Ginny slouched her shoulders and bowed her head, shrugging slightly. "I don't need one."

Draco jerked his head back his eyebrow arching in surprise and amusement. He shook his head in disbelief. How could this stupid brat turn him on one minute, make him angry, and then surprise him just like that. "Really?"

"I mean look at them," she said sitting up straight and looking down at her chest. "They're just small."

Draco frowned at her bowed head. "What are you on about? They're perfect."

She shook her head, her hair falling over her shoulders. "No, they're nothing like Giselle's, or Pansy's, or Hermione's—Hermione's are perfect. I'd have given anything to have breasts like her."

Draco stared at her looking appalled. "Oh-oh God—bloody hell!" He growled and looked down at his pants. "What a waste. You just had to mention mudbloods name didn't you?"

That seemed to get Ginny's attention as she gasped, raised her knees up, and wrapped her arms around them, hiding her face.

Draco snorted and shook his head. "Oh, now you cover up."

Ginny raised her eyes, keeping her head on her knees, and glared. "You are such a jackass!"

"Tell me something I don't know?"

Ginny licked her lips slowly and turned her eyes to the side. "I think maybe I should leave."

That seemed to get his attention and he bounded across the room, kneeling in front of her.

"Don't leave."

Ginny sighed. "Draco, I told you, I'm not ready to have sex with you."

"We don't have to have sex we could just…talk."

Ginny raised an eyebrow. "You and me plus a civilized conversation to not equal success."

"Damnit!" Draco growled rocking back onto his feet and then standing fully in front of her. "Why does sex have to be so complicated with girls?"

Ginny rolled her eyes and huffed loudly. "Why don't you go make it easier on yourself and go have sex with a guy then!" she yelled.

Dracos' eyes darkened with anger and Ginny flinched as his arms made a sudden motion. "Because this isn't for a fucking guy, this is all for you baby!"

Ginny frowned and looked down, where his hands were. She instantly regretted it and jerked her gaze back up, her eyes widening.

Draco groaned and placed his hands on his hips, his hair falling into his face. "I wish you wouldn't do that," he mumbled as if he were in pain.

"Sorry?"

"That face—innocent and slightly frightened, but turned on at the same time. How can you say you aren't ready when you react the way you did when I was kissing you? You could feel it Ginny."

"Draco, the only thing I could feel was your hips digging into mine."

He growled in disbelief and anger. "I can't believe you. I think I liked it better when you just flat out called me Malfoy."

He casually walked over to her, bent down and ran his finger over her nipple. She gave a shocked encouraging gasp and bit her bottom lip.

"How can you not be ready for me?" his hoarse voice whispered desperately in her ear as he took his other hand and pushed it between her thighs.

"Okay," she shuddered out. "I might have told a little lie…I'm just uneasy. I always thought Harry would be my first. I mean technically he was my first everything."

Draco paused and frowned. He pulled his lips back and cupped her face.

"Thank you for giving me one more reason to envy Harry Potter," Draco spoke softly caressing her face.

Ginny was shocked. She had no idea what to say to that. She felt her mouth pull slightly open as she searched his face.

"Why are you doing this?"

Draco bowed his head. "I want you—so much it physically hurts. I dream about night and day. I'm going to repeat the choices I gave you a little bit ago. Get out of my head, out of my dreams, and leave me alone—or the more appealing one for me—get into my bed."

"I told you I have no power over the first ones—" Ginny started but Draco quickly interrupted her.

"Ginny this is not a joke," he snapped out harshly. "Choose one. I'm not cut out for this-these childish games of dating and snoging. I'm not going to lie to you, I like sex and I've done it quite a few times. I don't beat around the bush; if I want someone I tell them. I've never once been turned down so if the first is what you choose don't expect me to be understanding. I won't hurt you or anything, but I will kick you out and probably make your life a living hell."

Ginny frowned and took a deep breath, twirling her fingers into her bare side. "You aren't very good with being turned down are you?" she laughed hesitantly.

Draco, his face still set in an unreadable manner, stared at her, contemplating her answer. "Is that what you're doing? Turning me down?"

Ginny gave him a small smile and sat on his bed, thinking.

Draco didn't know what to expect. Here he was standing in front of a very naked and gorgeous fire goddess, ready to have sex with her, and there she was turning him down. If she didn't tell him her choice soon he was sure he'd explode.

Ginny sighed. "Draco—"

"Out of those two choices, what will it be?"

Ginny stood up and grabbed his arms, pulling him to her. She gently kissed his lips and smiled. "How 'bout into your bed?"

Draco looked down at her and licked his lips. "Good choice."

"That—" Draco started.

"Was amazing," Ginny finished giggling.

Draco lifted his eyebrow. "Don't get girly on me now. That's true, but I was going to say that that or rather this wasn't a one-time thing. I hope you realize that."

Butterflies went wild in her stomach as she stared up at him happily. "I was hoping you'd say that."

"I'm not making you any promises."

"I know."

"Good."

Ginny grinned evilly, wanting to lighten the mood. "Oh, gosh, there is so many things I want to try with you…" she started.

Draco, catching on, and grateful for the subject change, yanked her head to him. "Inform me, Red," he growled.

Ginny's playfulness fled as she saw the intensity of his eyes. "Well, I read in books, that shower sex can be very fun."

Draco smirked, stood up, and yanked her arms, pulling her along with him. "Well, lets go fulfill that fantasy shall we?"

Ginny's eyes widened and she squealed as he flipped her over his shoulder. She kissed the curve of his lower back. He jerked than spanked her.

"Ow, Draco, that hurt!" she cried out, trying to get up.

"Really, cause damn, when you cry out like that…"

"You're a strange person," Ginny concluded.

Draco grinned and walked into his bathroom.

To Be Continued…

Thanks goes out to VioletJersey who helped extend this chapter and to the other people who are re-reading this story! I hope everyone enjoyed this revised chapter. Aya