Chapter Seven- Continuing Flashback

Draco closed the door behind him with his foot pushing it. He placed Hermione slowly on his bed and kept kissing her. His hands began undoing the buttons of her shirt and then unclasped her bra. He then undid her skirt's zipper and pulled it off and took her shoes off. He took her knickers off as well and when he finished taking them off he retreated from her and stood up.

He looked at Hermione's whole body up and down. He couldn't believe how perfect she was. He began to take his clothes off.

Hermione was extremely nervous and scared. She was still a virgin and seriously didn't know what to do. She could only stare at Draco taking his clothes off. Hermione went under the cover until he was finished; she wasn't ready to see him fully.

When Draco finished undressing, he lifted the cover and slid beneath it, climbing atop her as he did, sitting back to face her.

Reaching out he cupped one of her round breasts in his palm, stroking it with his other hand. "Beautiful," he said in reverent tones.

Her heart almost burst through her chest. She gasped in shock at his bold and quick actions, her eyes wide. For a moment she was speechless.

Draco smiled at her and said "I like the look of surprise you have on your face when I touch you. It tells me more than words ever could."

He very gently pinched her nipple, smiling softly as she colored and blushed.

"I'm a virgin" she whispered for what she knew would be the final time.

"I know" he replied.

He leaned forward so that his lips were almost touching hers. Then he ran his tongue around those lips. He took her two hands, and lowered them to him.

She could feel his flesh on her thighs. Her hands reached out to hold him in her palm, petting him with gentle fingers, and he began to harden and swell beneath her touch. Leaning slightly forward he fastened his mouth about a nipple, licking and suckling it. Hermione's senses spun as a sharp sensation of what she realized was desire enveloped her, and a small cry escaped her. He lifted his blonde head, looking into her eyes.

"Do you like it?" he said.

She nodded, wordless. She was being pounded by a hold of sensations, one more delicious than the other. She was afraid, yet she wasn't.

He rolled onto his back, lifting her so that she lay atop him. Then he wrapped his arms about her, and began kissing her with slow, hot kisses that blended one into another until it seemed as if it were one long and passionate embrace.

Hermione's head spun. Her mouth was burning with the touch of Draco's lips. She could feel his groin pressing into her soft thigh. It was hard, yet patient. She trembled more with anticipation than with fear. She was very curious, yet still very cautious of what was about to come.

Her breasts were crushed against his chest. Their bellies caressed as he throbbed against her. His hand fastened around her narrow waist, and he drew Hermione forward, raising her up so that her breasts hung over his face. "So perfect," he murmured, rubbing his cheek against her round flesh.

Then his tongue slipped from between his lips, and he began to lick at her nipple.

"Oh, Draco!" cried Hermione.

He opened his mouth and sucked hard on her right nipple until she shuddered with delight. Then Draco transferred his attentions to her left nipple, suckling it first, and then nipped on it sharply.

Hermione moaned, her pleasure undisguised, "You make me tingle down there," she told him innocently.

"Let me see," he murmured, turning her onto her back once more, and leaning over her.

His lips met hers again, his tongue pushing into her mouth as his fingers slipped between her nether lips to play. She was already wet with her rising desire. He found her sensitive spot, and began to worry it with the ball of his forefinger. She squirmed beneath his touch, making little whimpering noises.

"Do you like that, Hermione?" he whispered in her ear, his tongue now pushing into the whorl.

"Yesss!" she hissed.

Her eyes were closed, and the look on her face told Draco her fear had left her, at least for now.

The finger continued to play with her until she shivered with satisfaction, experiencing her first real knowledge of passion. He slowly pressed the finger into her body, moving it carefully back and forth.

"And do you like this?" he asked her, licking the side of her face with his tongue. She nodded.

He couldn't resist any longer. He mounted her, pulling her legs wide so that he might fit himself between them. Hermione did not resist him. He smiled to himself. Hermione was eager and she didn't even realize it. Guiding his dick, he pressed against her opening, pushing forward until the head was firmly engaged. She moved nervously beneath him suddenly but he held her.

"You are so big" she whispered.

"The better to satisfy your desires, Hermione, and I will".

He pressed himself farther, and she gasped with surprise. Before she might protest he drew himself back, and then thrust hard into her. Hermione shrieked more in surprise than pain as he filled her. He kissed her ardently, and then began to move rhythmically upon her, starting slowly, his measured cadence increasing until she was dizzy with a pleasure flowing through her veins that threatened to overwhelm her.

"Oh, God!" she half sobbed. He was panting with his efforts but he laughed nonetheless.

"Don't stop!" she commanded him.

"I must sooner than later," he gasped back.

"Not yet! Not yet!" she begged. She was reaching. But for what she didn't know, or understand, but then she found it, crying out with delight as she was overcome with a wave of pure joy. "Oh Draco!" she cried out.

He was lost within her, unable to contain himself any longer. His lustful tribute poured forth. He was racked with great shudders, and groaned, at last satisfied, but not unmindful of her delicate form. Rolling away from her he lay upon his back, his breath coming in great heaves of air. "Oh, Hermione!" he echoed her cry.

He gathered her into his arms, cuddling her against his chest, "I will never forget this night, Hermione. There's definitely a future between us"

End of Flashback

After that last memory, Hermione didn't open her eyes. She kept them shut until she was fast asleep.

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