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a/n:Sorry I left it hanging...wait that didnt sound right.....anyhow, I had to take a break and watch Bones and House...Hugh Laurie is another one of my obsessions with foreign actors...cant miss him. :)



But I did make certain to add some smut before I toddle off to bed...unless I get waylaid by Brotherhood..jason isaacs is so hot as a gangster.



Did anyone see his interview when he talked about begging JK to get him out of prison in book 7? Hes so cute.





I do have a myspace page! www.myspace.com/soldiersgirl0709 - I have pics of hubby on there, you can see what I mean when I say he could be Isaacs little brother with the black hair and big blue eyes LOL please note, the photo of me was taken when I was 8 mos pregnant...Im working on a new one LOL dont judge me or my giant belly!







CHAPTER ELEVEN: Lucius Almighty





“Hey, I wasn’t finished.” Hermione pouted as she looked up at her gorgeous spouse.



“Yes you were, your little fingers have walked over every inch of me, and I let you do it like a good boy, but enough is enough, and I want my turn.” He bent his head and brushed his nose across hers. “And I can promise, I will not be as reverent as you, I intend to explore and intimately acquaint myself with every lush inch of you. And I will give you no mercy my dear.” He kissed her then, his lips open and pressed firmly to hers as his tongue plunged into her mouth to play with hers. He licked and tasted every corner of her mouth, he bit down gently on the plump lower lip before pulling back to admire how her lips darkened and swelled from his assault.



“No fair. I didn’t use my mouth on you.”



“I told you, I play fair when it suits me, and right now it doesn’t.” He kissed her lightly. “Now, let’s talk about this gown. Where did you get it?”



“The Wicked Witch.” Lucius was licking the side of her neck and nibbling gently on her ear lobe.



“Well, I think we should make arrangements to pay another visit. Maybe I’ll go with you, help you pick out a few things.” He sunk his teeth gently into the spot where her neck and shoulder meet.



“Oh God!” She moaned, arching her back and pressing her breasts into his chest.



“Now, now, Lucius will do just fine.” He chuckled. “Now, as much as I love this gown, it’s in my way.” He dipped his tongue into her cleavage and tugged the lacy edge of the corset’s top with his teeth. “I’m going to let go of your hands Hermione, but you are going to keep them above your head.”



“I am?” She asked breathlessly. How is it that she felt like she was running a marathon?



“Yes, you are. You are not going to touch me, you had your play time. I would hate to have to tie you up for our first night together.”



“Tie me up?” Her eyes widened and she began to suspect that she was way out of her league where sex and Lucius was concerned.



“Only if I have to, but you are going to be good and follow instructions.” He was smiling wickedly as he slid his hands down her up-stretched arms and over her chest. He seemed to take great delight in popping the little hooks down the front of the corset one by one. “I have wanted to see your breasts for so long, I feel like a little boy in a sweet shop right now.”



Lucius popped the final hook and eased the sides of the gown away from her. He exhaled long and loud through pursed lips as he looked upon her naked form for the first time.



“I never would have imagined you would be so damned….lovely.” His fingers danced across the upper swells of her breasts then slid down to stroke the skin between them.

“You have the softest skin…” He cupped her breasts in his hands, squeezing gently as he pushed them together and lowered his head, sucking first one, and then the other pink nipple into his mouth.



“Oh god!” She clutched the pillow beneath her head tight. She wanted nothing more than to thread her fingers through all that lovely hair and hold him closer, beg him for more.



Lucius smiled, and continued to stroke her soft skin. He feathered his touch along the undersides of her breasts, along the soft curve of her waist and across her stomach.



“I think maybe we should look into some black….maybe even green in honor of my house.” He said, tugging on the little ties at her hips that held the thong in place. “I must admit, I do admire the easy access these provide.” He slipped the little knots free and leaned forward, taking the satin panties between his teeth and pulling. With a lift of her hips he was able to remove the scrap of fabric with little effort. He tossed his head and the panties went sailing over the edge of the bed and onto the floor.



He sat back on his heels, kneeling beside her and admired his newly opened gift. He could read her body language easily enough. The slow, gentle wriggle of her hips told him she was aroused. The clenching and unclenching of her fists told him she was frustrated with his demand that she keep her hands above her head. The way she was arching her body towards him said she was eager for more of his caress.



Lucius bent over and circled her belly button with his tongue. She hissed and clenched her stomach muscles tight.



“Are you ticklish?” He asked, his fingers sliding over the curves of her rounded hips and across her thighs as he tucked his fingers between them. “Don’t try to keep me out, open.” He tugged, she resisted for a moment and then relaxed and let him open her thighs. She was disappointed that he didn’t touch her there, between her thighs where the intense aching of her desire was centered. Instead he placed his lips on the inside of her thigh, kissing softly, sucking tenderly.



His hands explored her calves, her shins, his fingers tickling her toes playfully. She was distracted enough that she had not been prepared for him to place his open mouth over the soft folds of her sex.



“Oh dear God!” She screamed out, her body immediately jackknifing and her hands tangling in his hair as his tongue pushed between her nether lips and tormented the tight little bud hidden within. Lucius continued his assault on her sex as he untangled her fingers and pushed her back down onto the mattress. “Please! I can’t take it….”



Her pleas fell on deaf ears, Lucius was in paradise between her thighs. He pushed them further apart, his hands on her knees as he pressed her splayed limbs into the mattress. He continued to lick and suck at her like a starving man, completely intoxicated by the sweetness of the young witch. Her soft, incoherent cries were like music to his ears as he sucked the stiff bud of her clit until he felt the pulsing of her flesh against his lips and the hoarse cry of her orgasm echoing in the room.



He pulled back slowly, taking a moment to discreetly wipe his mouth on the sheet before kissing his way back up her body.



“Now, that was a naughty thing you did Hermione, I told you to keep your hands to yourself.” He said while pushing her hair back from her flushed and damp face. “But I think I can overlook it this once.” He kissed her chin, her cheek, and the tip of her nose. “Did you enjoy that my dear?”



“Yes…no one has…..that was a first.” She said breathlessly, her eyes still closed.



“I’m glad, I sure enjoyed it. You are so sweet, so soft.” He settled his body between her thighs and reached down to line the tip of his cock with her wet, hot opening. He clasped her hands with his, palm to palm, fingers locked as he pushed into her. He went slowly, surprised by the snug fit as he filled her.



“Oh god!” She groaned. She felt stretched, filled to bursting by his massive size.



“Good lord woman, are you sure you aren’t a virgin….” He was gritting his teeth as he pulled back and thrust forward again.



“I told you….only once.” She whimpered softly as he went deeper, pulled out, and pushed in again.



“No, you said one lover….you didn’t specify how many times….” He continued his slow and steady withdrawl and thrust, going minimally deeper with every stroke. “You are so fucking tight!”



“No, you are too big….” Her sharp little nails were biting into his shoulders and her hips were lifting to thrust against him.



“You’ll adjust….in time…..I swear to Merlin I have never….ever…felt anything like you…” He thrust forward, finally seated fully inside her. “Open your eyes and look at me.” Hermione opened her eyes slowly and stared into the silver depths of his. He began to move slowly inside her. His thrusts were steady and even. He kept his eyes locked with hers as he took her. He needed her to see him, to know who it was who was taking her, that from that moment on she would know only him.



“Lucius…” She called his name softly, the hot coil of desire tightening low in her belly as he rocked into her again and again.



“I know….I know what you need….trust me….” He picked up the cadence of his thrusts and changed the angle of his hips so that with every plunge into her his pelvic bone pressed into the tight knot of her clit and sent her higher. He needed her to come again, he wouldn’t allow himself release until she did.



His fingers tightened around hers and he felt the first soft flutters of her breaking around him.



“No, keep them open!” He yelled when she started to close her eyes as her orgasm over came her.



“Oh god!” She screamed, her eyes wide open and swimming with tears as she was overcome. Lucius couldn’t hold back longer, and with a loud shout of his own he slammed into her one last time and came harder than he ever had in his life.









Hermione opened her eyes to see her husband sitting on the edge of the bed in his robe, tenderly stroking a warm washcloth between her thighs. She frowned slightly and reached for his hand.



“What’s going on?”



“You fainted.” He said while he washed away the evidence of their lovemaking.



“I did?” She blinked in confusion as he ‘vanished’ the soiled cloth and leaned against the headboard, pulling her into his arms to rest against his chest.



“You scared me for a moment. I have never had a woman do that before.” He laughed softly. “It’s a nice little feather in my cap.”



“You must look like a peacock when you wear that cap then.” She chuckled. Her husband was the king of arrogance. But she could forgive him for it if he continued to give her such intense pleasure.



“Are you alright? I didn’t mean to take you so roughly; you just pushed my limits with your soft little hands.”



“Oh God Lucius.” She moaned burying her face in his chest.



“You keep saying that my dear.” He laughed.



“You amaze me, I never imagined it would be so good. You are a sex god.” She smiled.



“That’s me, Lucius Almighty.” He smirked.