"Draco what…?" Hermione started, but Draco cut her off with a kiss. Their lips pressed together and Hermione lifted a hand to caress his cheek. Draco pulled away from her kiss and pressed his forehead against hers.

"Trust me," he whispered before giving her another soft peck and kneeling on the floor between her legs, "You're going to enjoy this."

Still a bit nervous, Hermione decided to relax for once and put her trust in Draco. She spread her legs slightly wider and peered down to watch as Draco raised a hand and slowly traced a finger along her glistening folds. Slowly, he teased his finger in circles around her aching center, his eyes glued on his work.

Hermione felt her breath catch in her chest and threw her head back as he finally entered her. He pushed his finger inside her slowly, and removed it at the same agonizing pace.

"Draco…" Hermione growled. Draco chuckled and sped up his movements slightly, twisting his finger and curling it to press on the roof of her cunt as he went.

Hermione moaned and it sent a jolt of heat to Draco's already throbbing cock. He pressed the pad of his thumb against her clit hard, making her hips buck beneath him. Smiling to himself, Draco admired the way the fire reflected off his hand, wet with her juices, in a way that matched its shine on her hair.

With a groan, Draco moved his mouth closer to her center and took a deep breath of her musky scent. He added another finger to her slick cunt and pumped them in an out of her faster.

"Draco…I need…" Hermione murmured above him. He lifted his head and saw that she had leaned her head back, her brown curls grazing the table beneath her and her breasts thrust towards the sky.

"What do you need?" He whispered, grinning as he continued to drive into her with his fingers, his thumb making hard circles on her swollen clit.

"Draco…" she breathed. Suddenly her head shot up and she met his stare. "If you don't put your mouth on me right now I'm going to hex it right off your face."

Draco laughed, "Love it when you talk dirty…" and closed the distance between his lips and her throbbing clit. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking out between his lips to flick her swollen nub as Hermione gasped and moaned above him.

Draco thought he might be in heaven; the sweetness of her cunt, the suction of her tight pussy as he pulled his fingers from her core, the moans and sighs she made as she writhed beneath his touch, it was almost too much.

Hermione was experiencing a similar sensory overload. Draco nibbled gently at her clit and she felt her hips involuntarily buck against him and a strangled groan escaped her throat. She could feel the pit of her stomach tighten and blood rush to her drenched cunt. Her breathing became shallow and she grabbed Draco's hair, securing the position of his mouth against her clit. With a final thrust, pushing his tongue firmly against her she cried, "Draco…I'm so close…more! Oh God, Oh Yes! OH YES!" and came around his fingers still curled inside her cunt.

Time seemed to slow for Hermione, her hips in the air, her chest expanded with the final breath she had taken before her orgasm began. She could feel Draco's tongue, still moving at its rapid pace on her sensitive clit, but her own movements had stilled.

At first Hermione thought she might be having a reaction to the pleasure she had just received, some sort of orgasm induced coma maybe. But after a second of shock, she realized that Draco must have used an orgasm-expanding spell on her before he went down on her. "Trust me," he had said, "you will enjoy this." So, Hermione let her mind relax and gave herself over to the sensations rippling through her body.

Draco had released his hold on her clit, his hands rested on the inside of either of her thighs as he watched her expectantly, waiting for recognition to register on her face. Even the soft touch of his warms hands against her thighs caused shocks of pleasure to course through Hermione. It was as if she could feel every touch reverberating throughout her body, up through her fingertips, down to her toes, and back again.

She met Draco's eyes and he grinned when he realized that she knew now what was happening to her. Slowly he leaned forward, his eyes still on Hermione's, and slid his tongue through her wet slit.

Hermione's body was still moving at a decelerated pace, otherwise she would surely have screamed so loud the entire castle could hear. The touch of his tongue was like an electric shock, causing white spots to appear in her vision and heat to course through her body starting at her womb and spreading over every inch of her.

Draco drew slow circles around her clit with his tongue, slightly increasing the pressure with each one. Hermione could feel her heart beat pounding in her ears as wave after wave of pleasure coursed down her body.

Draco plunged a finger into her slick cunt, slowly massaging her g-spot as he continued to tease her clit. He felt Hermione's body begin to shake beneath his touch and grinned as he sped up the pace of his fingers and tongue.

Draco added another finger to her slick core, reveling in the tightness of her cunt and the taste of her juices on his tongue as he continued his torturous work on her clit. Hermione's body trembled and shook beneath his ministrations and Draco gently put his other hand under her thigh to steady her.

A strangled moan escaped Hermione's throat and her eyes rolled back in absolutely ecstasy. Draco stood up, removing his fingers from her warmth and instead pressing his thumb firmly on her clit, pressing down forcefully as he rubbed back and forth. His hand shifted from Hermione's thigh to under her knee as he met her gaze. Her eyes were dark with lust and she was unable to control the moans and gasps that escaped her throat.

Draco stepped closer to the table, his hard torso supporting Hermione's legs as she wrapped her calves around him and tangled her feet together behind his back. His hand moved to her breasts and ever so lightly he brushed his palms over her aching sensitive nipples.

As if bursting out of a hard shell, Hermione's back arched violently and a hoarse scream broke free of her throat. Her hips gyrated in fast circles against his hand as wave after wave of burning pleasure tore through her. She felt as if she could never get enough of his hands on her, his fingers on her, his lips on her.

Using her ankles to pull him closer, Hermione grabbed his hands roughly and pressed them firmly to her breasts, her fingers covering his as she forced him to pinch and pull at her nipples. Draco gathered what it was she wanted and deftly continue to tease and torture her on his own as her hands flew to his neck to pull his lips to hers.

Her hips rubbed firmly against his, her aching center finding the outline of his firm erection through his pants. She worked her clit wantonly against his length through his offending clothing, her ankles pulling him impossibly closer with each thrust against him.

Her lips caressed his, a soft contrast to the hard vicious need of her aching cunt. Draco couldn't think, he had never seen a woman have this reaction to the spell before, but couldn't let himself be concerned when Hermione was writhing and moaning beneath him.

Thrusting his hips hard against hers, Hermione cried out and he caught her bottom lip between his teeth. With a hard twist of her nipple, he moved one of his hands down to her aching cunt, immediately pushing three fingers inside her.

Hermione's fingers tangled themselves in his hair, pulling his ear roughly to her lips. "Yes Draco, OHH yess..mm…Don't..oh GODS…Don't think that I…YES YES YES…Don't think I for…for…OH…forgot what else you promised me." She could barely speak coherently for the moans and pleas that found their way involuntarily out of her mouth.

Draco pinched her nipple vigorously and nipped at her ear lobe, his fingers still pounding into her dripping center. His hand was soaked with her desire down to his wrist and he felt new wetness followed by a low moan as he began to twist his fingers inside her.

"Draco! Oh oh MORE Oh god! Draco!" Her legs shook fervently beneath him, her whole body convulsing uncontrollably. She was finding it hard to think, the powerful pleasurable surges that overtook her body clouded her mind.

Draco curled his fingers inside her as his teeth bit the soft skin at the base of her neck. The sharp pain brought a short break of clarity to Hermione's mind and she cried out "Draco I'm begging you, I want you, I want you, I want you!"

Hermione felt one more overwhelming, body quaking wave of pleasure before her mind went blank.