A/N: This will be another short chapter, but I'm hoping the content will distract you from its brevity.

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As soon as their plane had arrived safely in Boston, Lucius and Hermione had taken her parents directly to Salem by side along apparition, with Lucius carrying Lucia. Breezy had been there to meet them, whereupon she took Lucia to put down for a nap after Hermione had nursed her. They'd given the Grangers the grand tour of the estate, followed by dinner.

Shortly after dinner had concluded, Hermione's parents excused themselves to leave immediately on their trip. Jane Granger knew that Hermione and Lucius wanted their privacy; she well remembered how it was with her and Kenneth six weeks after Hermione had been born.

"I thought they'd never leave," Lucius murmured to Hermione as they waved goodbye to the Grangers. His arm tightened around her waist, as the older couple got into the waiting cab, which had pulled up to the gate outside his American manor.

Lucius had let down the wards just enough so that the cabbie could see the gates to his property, which were normally invisible to muggles and to be able to use the telephone he kept around for the infrequent times he had use of one.

"It's a good thing they were eager to get started on their holiday," Hermione agreed looking up at him with undisguised lust. "Now, let us get started on ours."

Giving her a wicked grin, he growled, "No time like the present.' After resetting the wards to their previous level, they apparated directly to their bedroom.

"Alone at last," Lucius murmured leaning down to give Hermione a unhurried, searching kiss. Cocking his head to the side in mock confusion, he added. "Whatever shall we do to fill the time?"

"I'm sure something will come up," Hermione deadpanned.

"What a coincidence," Lucius drawled, pushing his body closer to hers so she could feel his erection pressing against her clothed body. "Something did just come up!"

"Imagine that!" Hermione said, grinning wolfishly, sliding a hand down to feel his hardness through his muggle trousers. "I think I have just the place where you can put that."

"I though you might," he replied, chuckling lowly, thoroughly enjoying their banter. After another hungry kiss, he said, "I've missed you so much. Hermione. This has perhaps been the longest six weeks of my life."

"It's seemed like six years to me," Hermione agreed. "I can't wait to have you inside me again."

Bending slightly, he picked her up and carried her to the waiting bed. "Your wish is my command."

After depositing her on the bed, he drew his wand to magically disrobe her. As he gazed down at Hermione's naked body splayed wantonly on top of the covers, he felt his trousers become uncomfortably tighter, almost trembling with need. He mentally urged himself to get on with it, as it wouldn't do for him to spend himself prematurely like an immature schoolboy.

He slipped into bed beside her after quickly dispensing of his clothing with a wave of his wand. Neither said a word as he bent to his work. Within seconds, Lucius had Hermione alternately sighing and moaning as he paid worship to her body.

Hermione returned the favor with equal passion and the couple quickly assumed the sixty-nine position, which was one that Lucius especially favoured. Eager to get into her, he brought her to her first orgasm in fairly short order, while simultaneously holding back his own.

No sooner had he felt Hermione's sensitive bud begin to pulsate against his tongue, than she began to thrash and writhe as her climax washed over her in waves. Lucius quickly moved back, as Hermione was prone to clamping her legs together during orgasm and after getting his head caught one time, he'd learned to swiftly pull back once she began to come.

As she was still in the throes of her climax, he quickly entered her and immediately began to move before her orgasm had subsided.

She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist and began to move in rhythm with his thrusts.

"Don't hold back," she urged him. "I won't break, I assure you."

"I don't intend to," he drawled, bowing his head to bite at her neck as he picked up the pace.

Hermione tightly grabbed Lucius' well-muscled backside as she felt a second orgasm rapidly rising within her.

"Harder, Lucius!" she gasped, shoving back hard against him, rotating her hips.

Lucius gladly obliged, moving in increasingly undulating waves, which elicited impassioned moans from Hermione.

Within moments, Lucius felt himself close to completion. As he sensed Hermione was nearly there as well, he gave out feral growls as he pounded into her with sufficient force to make the bed's headboard thump rhythmically against the wall.

Wham! Wham! Wham! WhamWhamWhamWhamWham!

"Lucius! Ohhh, Lucius!" Hermione caterwauled as she came for the second time. "Oh, Merlin, it's sooo good! Good! Good! Ahhhhhhh!"

"Yes!" Lucius crowed as he let go and came as well. "Come for me, Hermione! Let it all out!"

A moment later, they were spent and Lucius collapsed on top of Hermione's sweat-slicked body, with both panting raggedly in aftermath.

After a long interval, Lucius rolled off Hermione to lie contentedly beside her, his damp hair splayed out on the pillow.

"Oh, Lucius, that was wonderful," she purred lazily, stretching languidly. "You don't know how much I missed making love to you."

"I think I have a pretty good idea," he drawled. "I'm actually surprised you didn't jump me before your parents finally left."

"You and me both," she agreed. "And I guarantee that we're going to spend a lot of time in bed while we're here. The book research can wait for a week or so."

"I couldn't agree with you more," he said. "We'll be better able to concentrate on our writing once our itch is thoroughly scratched, anyway."

"There is that," she agreed. "But for now..."

"Why don't we go outside and soak in the hot tub," he suggested. "I seem to remember you like sex in the water."

"Sound like a wonderful idea," she grinned. "But, first, let me check on Lucia and make sure she's all right. I'd not be surprised if he woke her up with all the noise we made."

"Not to worry," Lucius assured her, slipping a robe over his naked body. "I put silencing charms up before we began. But it wouldn't hurt to look in on her."

The couple found Breezy changing Lucia's diaper in the nursery. The elf had to struggle to keep a straight face as the Malfoys entered the room, as she'd heard the headboard banging against the wall and knew exactly what it meant. She was amazed at how often wizards and witches forgot that elves had a broader range of hearing than humans and that the usual silencing charms, while effective with humans, still allowed elves to hear perfectly.

"See?" Lucius said, as they watched their infant daughter sleeping peacefully. "She's perfectly fine."

"All right," Hermione said. "I'm convinced." Turning to Breezy, she said, "We'll be in the outdoor hot tub if you need us."

"Try not to need us, though, unless it's an real emergency," Lucius warned the little elf. "There are bottles to use if Lucia wakes up hungry."

"Yes, Master Lucius," Breezy acknowledged.

"And tell Noddy to bring refreshments to the hot tub right away," he instructed.

Moments later, the amorous couple shucked their robes as they climbed into the waiting hot tub.

"Now where were we?" Lucius said as he pulled Hermione into his arms.

"I don't think I remember," she said, smiling. "Why don't you show me?"

And he did, repeating it several times that night to make sure Hermione didn't forget.

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A/N Thanks everyone, for sticking with this story for the long haul. I truly appreciate it.
Next chapter, yet to be named.