(January 25th, 2012)

Thanks for all the reviews! Okay so just warning (in case you didn't already guess) this is a graphic smut. And so I'm warning you (again) that it is in full affect. This is pure smut afterall. This chapter's a little shorter but not to worry, there's more to come. So please Read, Review & Enjoy!

Diclaimer: See chapter one

Chapter Three

The following week I had expected Malfoy to say something. I had expected anger or resentment or some sort of emotion towards me. He did nothing. He had continued treating me in that snide, condescending way as if nothing had happened. He ordered me to get him coffee and ridiculed my ideas in meetings. In fact, he had become very adept at ignore me in general.

By Friday I was getting a little miffed that I hadn't affected him. I was in the office kitchen brewing some tea as I thought it through. How many women were able to bring him to a brink of climax simply by dry humping then leave him high and dry? I would say not many. I expected him to be pissed but underneath secretly craving more. This was just unfair. Also let me tell you, it was pretty damn difficult to walk away after such ministrations. It was to look at Malfoy now without getting a little hot. The kettle started to steam and I reached into the cupboard for a mug and tea pot when I felt two hands graze my butt and grip my waist. I gasped and dropped the mug I was holding.

I expected to hear glass shattering; instead I saw that it was hovering a couple inches above the countertop. I whipped around to see who was touching me only to have lips crashing down on mine. I saw a glimpse of blond hair and immediately knew who it was. I wove my hands into his soft hand and tugged it viciously making him growl. Malfoy lifted me up and soon I was sitting on the counter with my legs wrapped around his waist. I sucked on his bottom lip and he groaned making me shiver. My hands moved to his torso and soon his shirt was untucked and I was running my nails down his sculpted chest.

"Granger." He rumbled and his hands dragged their way up my thighs, hiking up my skirt as they did. One hand removed my red thong while the other played with my slick folds. I mewed and he smirked against my shoulder. Then he suddenly plunged two slender fingers and I gasped with instant pleasure. He kissed his way down my neck and to my breasts and began nipping the top of them. I don't remember how my shirt was undone. His fingers thrust into me and I could feel myself getting hot. He shoved a third into me.

"Oh merlin…" I moaned and he pushed faster. I arched my back into his face and pulled down my bra cup to take an erect nipple in his mouth. The swirling motion of his tongue enthralled me. My hands were digging into shoulders as I felt myself climbing higher and higher. The edge was so close. I needed it to come faster! He was kissing me fiercely again, edging me on then his hands were gone. He broke off the kiss and took one look at me with that stupid smirk on his face. I was heaving, trying to regain my breath but I felt so frustrated. I tried to shut my legs but he kept them open, letting the cool air hit me. He leaned forward so his breath would hit my skin as he whispered into my ear.

"Payback's a bitch isn't it?" His voice was deeper than usual, making my skin crawl with delight. I struggled to find some words but all I could think about were his talented digits inside of me. He ran his fingers delicately up my leg and dove inside of me once more making me cry of in pleasure as he pinched my clit making my body jolt forward. Then his fingers were gone again. "Now don't you think of finishing. Or I'll fire you." Then he let go of me and walked from the room muttering the reverse charm for silencio.

I sat on the counter trying to regain myself. Part of me wanted to march into his office and demand him to fuck me sideways but I knew he'd win if I did. The other more dominant part told me to straighten myself out, go powder my face and continue the day as if nothing happened. Yes, that's what I'll do. Easier said then done though. Suddenly it was hard to walk and concentrate when my body was so wound up I could snap at any moment. Malfoy would call me into to get some papers or to get him food. He never looked at me any differently, never gave any indication that we had just had a very un-professional interact not three hours ago. So when I brought in the last papers for the day I leaned over with my carefully buttoned shirt, showing a less than appropriate amount of breast, I grazed his arm while making sure he got a full view. I had to know that he was just as affected as I was. I heard the smallest of groans and I knew I was right. I straightened up and sashayed to the door not looking back.

I didn't tell my friends about our encounters. Instead I made a mental plan for the next week. I was going to step it up a level. No way was I going to let him win this. It was the end of the day on Wednesday. Everyone had left and I brought him a glass of water he had requested before leaving home. Only when I went to put it down I 'accidentally' spilt some on his trousers.

"Fuck Granger!" He cursed and I yelped, all wide eyed, pretending that I was mortified.

"Oh crap!" I conjured up a hand towel and started to dry his pants.

"Granger what the fuck do—" He stopped when he realized I had stopped using the towel and was rubbing his semi-hard on with my hand. I could feel him harden and a suddenly gripped him, making him hiss. With both hands I slowly unzipped his trousers before playing with him through his boxer briefs. He was leaning back now, his eyes closed with pleasure. Taking both hands I reached under his elastic and firmly grasped his shaft. I leaned over as I touched him to whisper in his ear.

"You're so hard." He moaned as I torturously twisted my hands in opposite directions. I squeezed him before increasing my speed. "So fucking hard." He groaned. I saw a small dark spot on his boxers appear where a little pre-cum came out. His hands were gripping the arms of the chair so hard his knuckles were going white. "I'm wet just feeling you right now." I slipped one hand and massaged his balls while I increased my rubbing with the other hand. He twitched and jerked his hips upwards, attempting to thrust himself into my hand. "Fuck!" He could barely talk, and I knew I almost had him. I bit his ear before moaning into it. "Oh Draco…" He grunted and he was at the edge, his bucking started to become erratic and I knew it was time to stop. I removed my hands from his underwear. He looked at me lustfully but at the same time he was pissed off. He went to reach for me when I shook my head and wagged my finger. He tried to pull his hands up only to realize I had magically tied them to the chair. I had done the same to his legs.

"Granger! Untie me at once!" I gave him a sugar sweet smile.

"And risk you finishing? I don't think so. You'll have to endure the same annoyance as I did when you left me last week." He snarled at me, he was so angry he couldn't even form words. "Oh, not to worry, it'll wear off in a few hours. Just enough time for you torture yourself."

"Fuck you!" He spat at me and I leaned over him again to whisper huskily in her ear.

"You wish." I straightened up and went for the door. Not before sending him a smile. "Have a good night sir." As if it was just another evening at the office.

Oooooo she's so evil. But then again so is he. So will Malfoy get his revenge? REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!

~FunkyMonkey