Heat

CHAPTER 10: Good Morning





Hermione shifted in the bed, she could feel a warm, lean body pressed into her back, a long arm wrapped around her waist. She smiled when she noticed the long fingered hand filled with her breast. Dim, gray, early morning light filtered through the window and she could hear the rumble of distant thunder. He was snoring softly behind her, and she doubted he even realized he was holding her.







She looked down to stare at his long, elegant fingers wrapped around the plump globe. She stroked her fingers gently over the back of his hand and between his fingers. He stirred slightly, pressing his hips forward and pushing his erection against her butt, so she pushed back into him and heard him groan. His hand clenched on her breast for just a moment, and then she heard his panicked intake of breath as he tried to pull away.







“Gods, I’m sorry!” Hermione held his hand tight against her breast, refusing to allow him to pull away.







“Shush, Remus.” She said, pulling his hand up so she could suck his fingers one by one into her mouth.







“What are you doing?” He asked hoarsely as her tight, hot mouth surrounded his fingers. It might as well have been his cock, because that was where he felt the biggest response to her ministrations.







“Playing…just play along.” She said, sliding his wet fingers from her mouth and back down to her breast. She guided his fingers to circle her nipple, moaning softly at the sharp tug of desire that settled low in her belly. “Touch me.” She lightened her grip on his hand and panted softly when his fingers caressed and pinched her nipple. He was breathing heavily against the back of her neck. Her hand still rested against the top of his hand and with gentle pressure she encouraged his hand lower, over her belly and beneath the elastic waistband of her knickers. “Now here.”







Remus wasn’t sure how he had gotten to this point, he had been sleeping comfortably when he felt the soft caress of fingers on his hand, then the push of her backside into his groin. Suddenly he’s caressing her breasts, and now his fingers are sifting through the soft curls between her thighs. She pressed back into him again, rotating her hips and grinding her bottom into his cock. His fingers slid lower as she parted her thighs slightly, slipping between the plump folds. She was so wet that his fingers slid over her heated flesh easily.







“Yes, more please.” She pleaded, rolling back against him so she could part her legs further. His fingers slid along the slippery folds, dipping into her opening, and sliding over the firm bud of her clit. “Remus?” She was arching into his hand, pressing more firmly into his caress. He slid one long finger inside her narrow passage and stroked the bud of her clit with his thumb. “Oh my god!” She cried out. Her nails pressed into the back of his hand, her bottom pressed tighter into his groin. He could feel the tight clasping of her sheathe around his finger, the rush of liquid heat that surrounded the sensitive digit as he stroked her inside and out. When she calmed down, and the soft fluttering of her release ebbed, he slowly withdrew his fingers.







Hermione immediately rolled over to face him. His eyes were slitted and dazed as they focused on her bare breasts. She smiled slightly, still basking in the after glow of a very intense orgasm.





“Are you going to wallow in guilt now Remus?” She asked, slowly unbuttoning the shirt of his old fashioned pajamas.





“No….what are you doing?” She pushed the sides open and stroked her fingers through the tawny hair on his chest. She traced lightly over the myriad of scars, some old and silvered and others fresh and still pink.





“Returning the favor.” She said, her hands drifting lower to skate over the lean expanse of his abdomen. He was tall and slender, but lean and fit. She admired the long, lean arms and legs, and the graceful lines of his long fingered hands. Most women probably wouldn’t find Remus all that handsome, but Hermione was drawn to him on a deeper level. There was so much soul, so much depth in his brown eyes that she just couldn’t resist him.



“Don’t we shouldn’t rush into this….” Remus clenched his stomach muscles as her fingers tugged on the drawstring waist of his pajama pants.



“I’m not asking you to take me Remus, just let me touch you.” Her hands slid beneath the loosened waistband and stroked over the hardened length of his arousal. He was long, thick and hard as she wrapped her fingers around the shaft. The skin was so soft, so hot as she stroked her fist up his length and over the spongy tip. “Is this okay?” She asked, somewhat nervous that maybe, for all her bravado, she wouldn’t do it right and end up looking like an idiot.





“Yes.” He was breathing heavy, is eyes closed and his fists clenching in the sheets at his sides. “Tighter….” She increased the strength of her hold on him as she slowly pumped her hand up and down his turgid length, her thumb brushing over the moist tip with every pass. He was panting, his hips lifting and thrusting his cock into her fist as she stroked. His face tensed and a tortured groan slipped past his lips as the member in her hand began to pulse, and hot, sticky fluid spurted over her hand and pooled on his lower stomach.





“God Hermione, your hands are so soft.” He said roughly as his hands came up to tangle in her hair and pull her close to him for a kiss. This time he initiated it, he controlled the exchange as he took her mouth with uncontrolled fervor. His tongue darted in and out, fucking her mouth as he tasted her. He slanted his head and his mouth opened over hers, sucking and biting gently at her lips while her hands dug into his chest.





When he finally released her lips they lay there, foreheads pressed together as they looked into each others eyes and fought for breath.





“God Remus…I think you stole my soul with that kiss.” Hermione rubbed her nose alongside his.





“I can’t fight you anymore, I can’t fight this, its too intense, too damned good.” He growled softly, the low rumble vibrating in his chest beneath her palms. “I told you not to taunt me Hermione, I told you not to press it but you didn’t listen. Were you aware that an alpha male will kill over his female? You bring that out in me.” His fingers tightened in her hair, against her scalp almost painfully as he held her head in place. “You have no idea what you have done to me.” He kissed her hard on the lips and released her, sliding from the bed and out of the room. He went into the bathroom and closed the door, leaving Hermione to stare after him in wide eyed wonder.





“Wow, I never thought he had it in him.”





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So...lemony good morning for our couple! Hope you like.