CHAPTER SIX: BUBBLES AND COLD TILES

Draco lowered his gaze from Hermione's eyes to the rest of her now bare, wet body. He had always assumed she would be thin and that her breasts would be small, but he found himself taken aback by her. Hermione's milky skin looked almost tanned with the heat in the bathroom, and her perfectly shaped legs seemed almost too long for her body.

Draco walked towards her, and slid a finger down her right breast, growing hard at Hermione's little sigh. He kissed her hungrily and lowered his hands to her waist, before sliding them to her behind. It was very round, and Draco grabbed it, squeezing the flesh, Hermione replying with a moan.

Draco was still fully clothed. He took off his shirt and Hermione admired his lean, yet toned body. The muscles in his arms were rippling and graceful, and his chest was taut and smooth. Hermione helped him with his pants, then stood back a bit and tucked another strand of hair behind her ear while Draco lowered his silk boxers. She let out a small gasp. Draco was fully erect, and his hard on was massive. He came up close to her, his cock touching her skin, and they kissed. Draco slapped the right side of Hermione's behind and then rubbed it gently, smoothing over the pain. He lowered his head and licked her breasts, circling her small, light nipples, and teased his fingers over her hard clit. He put the palm of his hand on her dripping cunt, and then lightly stuck a finger in her. Hermione stirred quietly and closed her eyes. Draco took it out, slowly, and Hermione looked at him. He raised the finger and put it to his mouth while Hermione watched. Then he took it out, and using it, opened her mouth and put it inside. Hermione looked at him, doe eyed, as she sucked on his finger.

He could barely stand the throbbing of her, and so Draco eased himself into the warm bath, and then pulled Hermione down by the waist until she was submerged as well. He kissed her while she played with his dick, rubbing gently before squeezing his balls. She circled underneath, and grinned when Draco put his head down, eyes closed, having to hold on to the bath tub wall from immense pleasure.

"I want to fuck," Draco said, his eyes again on hers, his other hand lightly pinching her nipple.

"Okay," Hermione said quietly, looking at his chest.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he said softly, and put his finger underneath her chin so she was forced to look at him. She kissed him gently.

"I want this," Hermione whispered, "I want it." Draco pushed himself into her, and Hermione felt a pang of pain that then faded as it slowly turned into pleasure. Draco thrust into her gently, his hands in her hair.

"More," she said after a few moments, and bit her lower lip. Draco began to thrust harder, pushing now so that he was very deep. Hermione cried out in pleasure and Draco lifted her up in the fragranced water, her legs wrapped around him. Draco came but Hermione wasn't satisfied. Without even telling him, Draco lifted her up from the tub.

"Lay down," he said silkily, "I want to finish with you." Hermione felt a stab of ecstasy as Draco slid his tongue over her cunt, his hands grabbing and jiggling her breasts so that they bounced. Hermione moaned and Draco began to thrust his tongue deep inside her until she was pulling his hair. Hermione was about to come when Draco returned his tongue to her clit and she let out a cry of bliss, her legs shaking as she came.

Draco did not remove his tongue once he was done. He left it on her clit, not moving in case it would hurt her. Hermione looked down at him, his head in between her legs, a glint in his eyes.

"Malfoy," she said quietly, and Draco removed his tongue, crawled on top of her and kissed her, the taste of her now on her tongue.