Chapter Seven

Draco leant against the cold tiles on the walls of the showers. He was breathing heavily. He had had the most surreal sex dream in history. Fuck, it was a good dream it was too good to be legal. He had been back in the library with Hermione…

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Hermione's sigh had affected him like nothing he'd ever felt. Slowly he eyed her facial expression as his hand reached up to unbutton her school shirt. It was removed and he carelessly threw it behind him. Nothing could distract him from the perfection that lay in front of him. Her body was so smooth, so beautiful. Her tanned stomach was ravishing and he had to contain his anticipation to fuck her brains out now. He shifted to straddle her hips, his erection slowly growing as she shifted under him to make herself more comfortable. She was a goddess. Draco placed each hand on the side of her chest. She gasped and he was almost undone. He leant down and straightened his legs so she was completely under him and with one arm under her back, he unclipped her bra to reveal her round breasts. His right hand instantly found its way to her left breast and he cupped it, flicking her nipple with his thumb. Her sharp intake of breath made his erection grow even further and it pressed in between her thighs.

Suddenly they were in his room. He didn't know how they got there and frankly he didn't care. Hermione was topless and lying on his green and silver bed, her hair splayed around her face. He was back to straddling her and he was undoing the buttons of his own shirt. He ducked down and captured her right breast in his mouth. He massaged with his lips and tongue, sucking here and there and feeling her nipples grow hard in the process. He heard louder gasps and looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was parted in an O. He dragged his body up hers to kiss her and she moaned as his tongue explored her mouth once more. With his mouth covering hers, he reached down to encircle her waist and undid the zip on her skirt. It came away moments later as did Draco's pants. Then he traced down her thigh towards her throbbing entrance.

Her panties were wet, soaking wet as he fingered them. Still kissing her, he stroked her slit through her panties and then pulled them down, slowly, to her knees. Her hands had now found their way to Draco's toned chest and were fingering the planes of his six-pack. She felt the tip of Draco's finger at her entrance and froze before absolute pleasure took over as he plunged his index finger into her. She was panting; it was the sexiest thing Draco had seen. He pulled his finger out and saw her glistening juices dribbling down his finger. He plunged it into her again: in and out, over and over, until she came on his hand with a long, low moan. She was ready.

He yanked his boxers off and positioned himself at her waiting pussy. She looked up at him anxiously, biting her lower lip.

'Hermione, if you don't want to do this, I won't do anything ok? Or if we do this, then I'll take it slow and you can tell me to stop at anytime. Which do you want?'

'Draco' she breathed, 'I want you to be my first. So yes, I want to do this and I want to do this with you'

Draco smiled before kissing her. He pulled away and positioned himself again before slowly sliding into her. Her gasp was not one of pleasure but of pain and he paused. She nodded moments later and he pushed further until his cock was deep inside her. He waited again until she was ready before he commenced fucking her. No, making sweet, sweet love to her. He withdrew and pushed in, slowly, building up pace. Soon they were rushing, desperate to please the other. Sweat trickled down Draco's face as he pounded into Hermione over and over, grunting. She was breathing heavily and moaning, growing louder with each plunge. Draco could see she was close and the tightness of her pussy was pushing him closer to climax also. He had never felt anything so wonderful in his life. The feel of her walls tight around his cock, squeezing it, teasing it was almost too much to bear. He slowed and cut off her protest with a kiss. Then with a loud grunt, he thrust his whole length into her, sending both of them completely over the edge and then-

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That was where he had woken up. Katy, a sixth year Slytherin slut had woken him with a blowjob and he had exploded into her mouth. Her eyes were wide with glee as she lapped up the cum dribbling down his still erect penis. He had fucked her so badly last night to rid himself of his thoughts of Hermione, that she was possibly ruined for all the other boys in Hogwarts. He looked at her face and realised why he'd slept with her. She was gorgeous and had soft brown waves for hair that curled around her face, framing it. Her eyes were a brilliant shade of auburn brown… brown. Aha, Granger was still on his mind. Blaise had walked in then. Draco didn't bother covering up and neither did Katy. If anything, she had spread her legs wider and shook her ass to get Blaise's attention. She had it alright. Blaise was up on Draco's bed, undoing his zipper and releasing his dick within seconds. He thrust it into Katy, doggy-style and pounded her, hard and fast. She released Draco's limp cock and screamed out in pleasure.

That was when Draco had hopped off the bed and grabbed a towel from his wardrobe. He wrapped it loosely around his hips and walked towards the showers eager to get the hell out of there and clear his clouded head.

He had not fallen for Hermione Granger. No way, never, off limits. Not to mention way beyond his league. Unlike many of the girls in seventh year, Hermione was one of the few who were sophisticated, elegant. Draco knew Hermione would never spread her legs for just anyone; she'd want it to be special. She'd tell him when she was ready. Wait, what? Fuck! Why the hell is Granger's virginity so important to you Draco? Do you want to be her first?

Draco stiffened. He had not expected that at all. What was happening to him? Was he losing his bloody mind? He was frustrated now: both mentally and sexually and all because of Hermione Granger.