Suddenly Blaise broke away from her and said "No!" He held her at arms length, restraining himself from going any further. Rachel looked at him in confusion and need. Why did he have to pull away? "I will not have you thinking that I have brought you here for sex," he declared. "I want much more than that Rachel."
Her mind was a jumble of lust and confusion. "Blaise… I… "
Blaise let go of her arms and walked away to the end of the balcony, gazing out at the fake sea and trying to get his body back in control. He didn't mean for things to take such an intimate turn. Yes, he was hoping to kiss her perhaps. But he didn't want things to go so quickly as if she were like all the others. His body was urging him to move faster than his mind wanted to and he knew he would like nothing better than to lay her down on the ground and fuck her senseless. But he wanted her to see that he had more control than that and he wasn't 'easy' as he had heard some of the girls at school say about him.
Rachel was shaken when he had strolled away from their intimate embrace so quickly. Did she do something wrong? She was beginning to think that her inexperience with sex was turning him off. Why did he stop? She walked over to where he stood at the railing and leaned on it as well, a couple of feet away from him. When she glanced at his face she noted that he looked angry.
"Did I do something wrong?" Rachel asked cautiously. "You seem angry."
He turned his face to hers in surprise. "I am not angry with you. I am angry with myself." He sighed and looked back out to sea. "I wanted to make a good impression on you. But it seems I have revealed a lack of control when around a beautiful woman."
Rachel blushed and let out a nervous laugh, "Oh, well… that's a sweet thing to say." No one had ever called her beautiful before Blaise and she wasn't sure she believed it, though it definitely felt wonderful to hear it.
"It's the truth Rachel," Blaise said, looking her in the eyes. "You are very beautiful."
Rachel looked away in embarrassment, "It's nice to know that at least one person thinks that way of me. Thank you."
"I don't think you've really looked in the mirror long enough at yourself," Blaise said in amazement. How could she not see how beautiful she was?
"You're the first to tell me that," she said, a note of sadness in her voice.
"Then there are a lot of blind fools in this world," he stated. He studied her profile as she gazed at the lighthouse in the distance. "I've often thought about why other boys did not try to be with you. I think they realized that they were just not good enough for you Rachel. You're talented and intelligent and many guys feel intimidated to be with a girl that knows more than them. But don't ever believe that you're not beautiful!"
He could see that she still didn't believe him by her small smile of gratitude. He was very surprised, however, to hear her next words.
"I'm just not the type of girl that guys go for," she muttered quietly.
"Yes, love, you most definitely are," Blaise said to her surprise. "But you're the type they want to keep. You're the type they want to end up with when their done experimenting. Teenage boys aren't thinking about marriage and family yet, however. They are only thinking about having a good time."
She looked at him with a grin and said, "Is that what you want, a good time? You are still a teenager you know."
He grinned back at her and replied, "I think I've done enough experimenting and I've been through enough 'good time' girls. I want something deeper now, something more solid."
She sighed and a troubled look came over her. "I don't really agree with this 'type' business you mentioned. I really don't think it's fair to put a person in a category like that."
"I'm sorry," Blaise quickly said. "I meant it as a compliment."
"I know you did. But I have never looked down on any of my friends who were enjoying themselves in relationships. In fact, I'm a bit envious. If there had been the right opportunity and the right guy, I might have 'experimented' myself," Rachel stated. "I like to think that I'm a modern girl Blaise. I have not purposely kept myself a virgin because of some old-fashioned notion that I had to wait until I was married. I'm a virgin because no one has ever written words of love about me, called me beautiful, whisked me away to Italy, wined and dined me, and danced with me under the stars before."
Blaise gazed at her for a moment, absorbing her meaning. Then he said, "Are you saying you would have let our little dance go a lot further?" The thought of this made his pulse quicken again.
She blushed and said, "Well, I… maybe." She began to nervously pull at her fingernails as she looked away. What in the world was she saying? Was she actually giving him the green light?
Blaise wanted to take her in his arms but he could see how nervous she was so he said, "Rachel, I want you to really think about this, because I wouldn't want you to feel terrible the next day because you rushed into something you weren't ready for." She looked like she was about to protest, so he held up a hand and continued, "I'll tell you what. If you would like more with me, then I would like you to make this decision when we are not in the middle of heavy kissing and touching. No one can think rationally when they are like that. I want you to make this decision when you are alone and can think it through. I have already written to McGonagall and told her that I have invited you here for the weekend, so you can stay here tonight and think about things. Then we can discuss it more tomorrow." He looked at her hopefully, "Would you like that Rachel? Would you like to stay here in your own room and spend tomorrow with me? I can take you to Venice and we can see the sights?"
Rachel had never seen Venice and she felt very excited about doing so. She couldn't believe that he'd already informed the school and everything! Spending the weekend with a gorgeous boy and seeing Venice was not something she wanted to refuse. "Yes, I think I'd really like that," she smiled.
Blaise's face filled with happiness. "That's good," he said excitedly. "There's a lot of muggles there but I don't really mind them if you don't."
Rachel laughed, "Blaise, I'm used to touring as a muggle. Muggle-born, remember?"
"It's a date then," he smiled. "Come on, I'll walk you back to your room so you can get your rest for tomorrow." He offered her his elbow and she hooked her hand in the crook, smiling back at him.
"I suppose you've also made sure I have nightclothes and a touring outfit for tomorrow?" she asked as they walked out of the enchanted room and into Blaise's beautiful home.
"Of course," he smiled. "You have no idea how much time I've spent planning this weekend."
"How did you know I would stay?" she asked.
"I didn't," he answered. "But there was always the possibility."
When they reached her bedroom door he asked, "Would you like me to send Sophia to help you change?"
"No, don't bother. I can do it myself," she said, not used to having a maid dress and undress her like a doll.
Blaise nodded and added, "If you need anything, I'm just down the hall." He pointed to the double doors at the end of the long hallway.
Rachel felt a flutter as she heard those words. What if I need you to touch me some more? She couldn't keep that question from her mind as an awkward silence fell between them.
Blaise lifted a hand to her cheek and said, "Goodnight Rachel." He bent slowly towards her and kissed her sweetly on the lips. Rachel knew he was holding back and she desperately wanted to fling her arms around him and pull him against her but she knew he was trying to allow her 'thinking' time.
"Goodnight," she softly replied. They both gave each other shy smiles before Rachel entered her room. When she had closed the door, she leaned her back against it and sighed. Damn! He was so hot! She was a trembling mess of jelly in his hands, and he was absolutely right! She couldn't think straight around him. No wonder the other girls flung open their legs when he was around. She wanted to do the same thing!
But he was also sweet, romantic and considerate. He definitely made it clear that he wanted a deeper relationship with her. "He's smart," she said to herself. "He's protecting himself from getting hurt. If I didn't want a relationship with him and just used him for sex, then I'd really hurt him." She felt terrible when she thought about that. "If he feels so much for me, it would be a very cruel thing to do to him."
She paced around the bedroom, thinking about what she might want. She continued her self dialogue, trying to figure out her own feelings on the matter. "The question is then; do I want to have a deeper relationship with Blaise? Do I want him as a boyfriend?" Her body was screaming YES but her sensible side was telling her that she had not really known him until today and it was too soon to decide whether she wanted to commit to him.
She noticed a nightgown had been laid out on her bed and she smiled, "So presumptuous!"At least it wasn't naughty lingerie, she thought. Then her eyes fell upon a red rose on her pillow and she smiled. "Well," she sighed, "tomorrow I shall get to know him better. I don't have to decide tonight."
The next day Rachel had the time of her life with Blaise. She was surprised to find that he had a motorcycle on which he intended to take her into the city. "This is one muggle invention that I find fun to ride," he told her. Hermione didn't mind at all as she got to hold on to his nice body from behind as he maneuvered quite recklessly around any traffic. She thought for sure they would get pulled over by the police. When one police car pulled up next to them, Rachel gasped as Blaise swung over and cut in front of it. Blaise laughed in merriment at her surprised exclamation and said, "Don't worry love, he cannot see us. I've made a few modifications to the bike. We are invisible right now.
They spent the rest of the day visiting museums and old cathedrals, riding gondolas and eating in small cafés. Blaise was constantly trying to buy her anything she happened to admire in a passing window and she had to tell him many times that she didn't want him to do that. She had to laugh, however, when he would excuse himself to go to the restroom and come back with a shopping bag of something she had refused him before. "It makes me happy to buy you this," he would say, and she would eventually smile at him, shaking her head. They would have in-depth discussions about art, music, food, people and anything that came to mind. Rachel found Blaise quite interesting and he had many ideas that he was quite passionate about. She also found that he had a mischievous side as well and she realized it was part of his sense of humor. She found herself laughing and enjoying his company greatly.
When he was looking at a piece of art that he was truly excited about his face would light up and he would begin explaining all the qualities he found extraordinary. would Rachel watch his excited gestures and her mind would begin to wander. Not because she was bored with what he was saying, but because his happy demeanor would make her realize just how much she DID enjoy being with him and that she definitely wanted to be with him even more.
When they had returned to his house, it was late and Blaise took her straight to her room to rest. They had been holding hands all day and now he stopped and raised her hand to his lips as he said, "I had a wonderful day, thank you." His lips lingered on her hand in a drawn out kiss and Rachel shivered in delight at the heat he was creating within her. Merlin, she wanted him even more now than she did last night!
"I should be the one thanking you," she said. "I can't remember when I've had such fun. Thank you Blaise." She stepped up close to him and put her lips up to his. Blaise immediately wrapped his arms about her and pulled her tighter against him, deepening the kiss. Rachel moaned and put her arms about his neck, one hand running through his hair on the back of his head. When they broke apart, Blaise smiled at her flushed face and said, "I… uh… need to shower. I'm very sweaty after today. Goodnight Hermione." He turned to walk to his room at the end of the hall.
Goodnight? Rachel's body was bursting for more. How could he just walk away like that?
She went into her room and slammed the door. "Maybe I'm the one who sinks?" she worried and then smelt her armpit. No, I don't. He's just trying to be the gentleman again, she reasoned. She began pacing back and forth across the room again, thinking to herself. "He wants me to decide," she said aloud. After spending last night and this whole day with Blaise she knew she was incredibly attracted to him. "So, do I want to spend more time with him? Do I want him in my life?" She stopped and looked in the mirror as the answer came to her.
"Yes, I do," she said, feeling the weight of indecision lift from her heart. "I want him to be my boyfriend." Her smile grew wider in the mirror as she realized this and she could finally see some of that beauty that Blaise told her of. She became very excited once she had made her decision and wanted to tell him immediately.
She flung open her door and ran down the hall towards the double doors of his room. Then she stopped and tried to compose herself as she raised her hand and knocked on his door. There was no answer as she waited so she knocked again. This time the door came open slightly at her knock and she called out, "Blaise?"
He still did not answer her so she slowly peeked her head in and called out his name again. He was nowhere to be seen. She couldn't help but come in a little further and look about. He had a very richly adorned, masculine room and the sexy smell of Blaise was hitting her senses left and right. It was then that she heard water running and she glanced over to an opening in the wall that almost resembled a cave entrance. She remembered that he did say he was going to take a shower. I'll just come back later, she thought as she turned to go but she hesitated. The thought of Blaise and his beautiful body naked in the shower filled her mind and her hand trembled on the door knob.
She looked again at the cave entrance and thought, "What if I just snuck a little peek, just a quick one?" Then she laughed and said, "Oh come on Rachel, don't be such a pervert!" She opened the door to go and then hesitated again. "Oh bother!" she said and she quietly walked to the cave entrance, peeking around the wall of it. It seemed to be some sort of tunnel and she couldn't see Blaise from here.
She carefully entered the tunnel, keeping her body close along the wall as she inched her way forward. The sound of rushing water grew louder and the air became moist the further she went. Then she turned a bend carefully and saw the most magnificent tropical lagoon surrounded by beautiful flowers and plants. She still could not see Blaise from this vantage point and her curiosity took her further in. She was now pressed against the wall at the very end of the tunnel and she slowly looked beyond the wall.
She gasped when she saw a waterfall that dropped into the lagoon and underneath it stood a very naked Blaise, running his hands over his body and rinsing soap from his perfect torso. He had not noticed her and continued rinsing himself, turning his body and running his hands through the strands of his hair. Rachel felt an aching need to run her own hands over his body and through his hair. She swallowed hard and gripped the edge of the cave wall as all sorts of naughty thoughts came into her mind. Her gaze wandered down to his cock and she squeezed her thighs together as moisture began to tickle her down below.
She should leave? She knew she should, but she felt hypnotized by his every movement. Blaise stepped out of the waterfall and picked up a towel.
Blaise began to dry himself off, happy to get the grime of the day off his body, when his gaze fell upon a reflection in the lagoon. Rachel was watching him! He didn't look up at her because he didn't want to give away that he knew, not yet. His heart began to race and he felt his erection rising, so he wrapped the towel around his waist and went behind a rock wall that supported the waterfall. He smiled at this turn of events and couldn't help but chuckle as he took his wand and shut the door leading from the cave to his room.
Rachel gasped and jumped as the door behind her banged closed. She walked over to it quickly and tried to open it, but she couldn't and she hadn't taken her wand with her when she left her bedroom! "Now what do I do," she panicked as she tried to pull and push at the barrier. When she turned her head over her shoulder she saw Blaise standing there with his towel still wrapped about his waist looking at her with an amused grin. "Oh!" she exclaimed. "I was trying to find you, to tell you…" She looked nervously down at his gleaming chest and the bump in the towel that could be no other than his hard cock and she felt at a loss for words.
He took a predatory step closer to her, looking like a leopard stalking its prey. "Yes? You wanted to tell me what?" he said with a sexy smooth voice.
"Well, you see," she said nervously, using one hand to remove some strands of her hair that had fallen over her face. "I thought about… you know… what we discussed before," she continued.
He took another step closer until he was almost up against her. He put his hands on the door on both sides of her head, pinning her in but not touching her. "What did you decide?" he asked.
Rachel swallowed as her gaze followed a drop of water that rolled down over his chest and across one nipple, clinging there like an offering. She suddenly felt very thirsty. She lifted her brown eyes up to his and said, "I want to be with you Blaise. I want to have more days like today and I want…"
"Yes?" he rasped, his body already reacting to what she was saying.
"I want you to make love to me," she said breathlessly.
Blaise bent his arms and his body pressed up against hers as he took her lips into her mouth, slipping his tongue in and stroking hers. He groaned when she wrapped her arms about his neck and returned his kiss, stroke for stroke. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her away from the door, dragging her back out of the tunnel while his lips remained locked to hers. When they were on the edge of the lagoon, they broke the kiss and Rachel glanced at the waterfall nearby.
Blaise smiled at her and said, "Would you like to try it?"
She blushed and nodded.
Then his face grew serious as he put two fingers under her chin and raised her eyes up to his. "Are you sure about this? Because after tonight, I'm going to consider you completely mine and I'm possessive and jealous and I won't tolerate anyone trying to interfere in our relationship. And I'm going to make it completely clear that you are mine and I am yours as soon as we get back to school. There will be no hiding for us. Is this what you want? Be absolutely sure before you answer Rachel."
"Yes, that is what I want. I'm sure," she said.
Blaise closed his eyes and sighed, a smile forming on his face. He now had the girl that he had always wanted and she was right here, in his arms. Then he opened his eyes, smiling sweetly at her and lowered his mouth for another mind numbing kiss. When he finally raised his face again he said, "I'm going to make love to you all night long. By the time morning comes, I will know every inch of your body and you will know mine."
I re-write this chapter because I kept writing Hermione. I got confused with the cross over hope you all will carry on reading it