Mastering Temptation

CHAPTER ELEVEN: When I Get You Alone







As Hermione had expected breakfast was filled with jokes and innuendo thanks to the earlier button mishap. While Severus and Lucius talked investments, Draco took the opportunity to tease and taunt. It was one of the things she loved about him. He took his job and his business very seriously, but that impish, playful boy was ever present inside him. He never failed to make her smile.







The rest of the day had been a complete whirlwind of activity. Severus had to meet with a few parents to discuss behavioral issues and Filch of course had his weekly list of complaints to go over. Hermione dealt with the last few details of the All Hallows Eve festival as well as requisitions for staff supplies and permission slips for the third year students trips into Hogsmeade. As it neared the end of the work day Hermione gathered up a few things from her desk and made her way as quietly as possible into Severus’s office.







He was bent over his desk, drumming his fingers against the wood surface as he looked over documents. He had gotten used to her coming and going throughout the day and rarely looked up unless he needed something from her. She wanted to walk up behind him and run her fingers through his hair but she ignored the impulse. She climbed slowly up the ladder so she could replace the leather bound ledgers she had been going over to the top shelf.







Severus had tried not to look at her when she came in carrying the huge ledgers in her arms and he had almost succeeded until she started climbing the ladder. He pulled his wand from his sleeve and with a sharp flick of his wrist, the door to their offices were locked. He laid the ebony instrument on his desk and walked to her.





“These have tormented me for weeks now.” Severus said quietly as he ran his fingertips up the seam on her stockings. Hermione stiffened and turned to look over her shoulder. “Don’t look at me. Hold on to the rungs and look straight ahead.”





“Someone might come in.” She gasped as his fingers trailed up over her calves and tickled the backs of her knees.





“The workday is over, I locked the door. We are completely alone.” He said, pushing the hem of her skirt slowly upwards. “I can’t begin to tell you how many times I have wanted to trace these seams. Why do you wear such old fashioned stockings?”





“I saw them in an old movie and thought they were sexy, they make me feel attractive.” She closed her eyes and leaned her forehead against the rung she was gripping tightly. His fingers skimmed along the lacy bands that held the silk hosiery in place and she whimpered softly. “My legs are shaking, Severus.”





He slid his palms down the outsides of her thighs and out from beneath her skirt so he could clasp her hips and pull her backwards down the ladder.





“That’s a good thing.” He whispered, pulling her bum tight against his hips, letting her feel his arousal. “But not enough, I want your whole body shaking.” It was a good thing he was holding on to her because her knees buckled. “Easy now.” He whispered, turning her in his arms so he could look into her eyes and watch her reactions.





“It’s like you are two different people.” She said softly, looking up at him as she clung to his shoulders. “Distant and aloof when others are present, and then so sensual and commanding when we are alone.”





“Have you changed your mind about this, about us?” He asked, sliding his hand down her back and over the curve of her backside.





“No….I just never suspected this side of you existed.” She said her head spinning as he gripped her tight against him.





“There was no need for you to before now. I didn’t appreciate school girl crushes.” He said, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly. “Unbutton your blouse.” He whispered.





Hermione inhaled sharply and watched his gaze slide down her throat to her silk covered breasts. She reached between them, leaning back a bit so she would have room to manipulate the buttons and tug the blouse free of her waist band. Severus stopped her when she started to remove the garment completely.



“I said unbutton it, not remove it.” He said, pushing the sides away so he could admire the plump, round breasts encased in satin and lace. “Now that’s lovely.” He said softly, his rough fingertips trailing over the delicate skin and dipping between.

Severus could see the soft rosy flush of arousal begin to creep beneath her creamy skin. With one arm around her waist he began to walk her slowly backwards until they hit the wall. Hermione could only stare at him in dumbfounded amazement, completely enthralled by the low, rough timber of his voice as he seduced her methodically.





“Now I want you to undo my coat, only the coat.” He lowered his head so he could whisper the command against her ear and feel the shiver that raced through her. Her hands were trembling as she slipped the buttons free and loosened his coat. “Did you do what I asked you to this morning? Did you think about what it means to give up your control?” He asked, brushing his lips back and forth over her temple.





“Yes, sir…can I touch you?” She asked, curling her fingers into her palm as she fought he urge to pluck at the buttons on his crisp white shirt.





“No, put your hands behind you, flat against the wall.” He said, one hand braced against the stone wall above her head while the other feathered over the soft mounds of her breasts.





“But I want to touch you, Severus……” She argued as she followed his instruction and put her hands behind her, palms flat against the wall.





“Perhaps I will allow you to, if you behave.” He said, toying with the little bow on her bra nestled between the lush globes. “So, do you think you are capable of letting go, Hermione?”





“I don’t know, to be honest, but I am willing to try if it will please you.” She sucked in her breath as his fingers danced over her abdomen.





“An honest answer, I like that.” Severus said, pressing light kisses against her brow, her cheek, and along the line of her jaw. He tickled her lips with the tip of his tongue at the same time as he trailed the backs of his fingers along the curve of her waist. He could feel the goose bumps and the slight tremor that rolled through her at his touch. “You like to be touched, don’t you?” He asked softly.





“I like it when you touch me.” She said breathlessly.





“I’m pleased to hear it. I’m going to raise your skirt, keep your hands behind you.” He said. He moved slowly, crouching down in front of her and wrapping his hands around her calves, sliding them slowly along her silk encased legs and pushing the skirt up.





She was struggling with his edict that she keep her hands behind her, she wanted to touch him, to thread her fingers through his hair and force him to kiss her instead of teasing. She wanted his shirt, all their clothing in fact, removed from between them so she could press into him, skin to skin.





He kissed the inside of her thigh and she gasped, her hands threatening to leave indentations in the stone behind her as she fought to follow his instructions, afraid that if she didn’t obey he would stop the exquisite torture he was inflicting with his rough, commanding seduction.





“Severus, please?” She begged when she became aware of his heated breath scorching her through her satin underpants. He bunched her skirt around her waist and stared at the light, lavender color of her underpants.





“Please what?” He asked. “What do you want more Hermione, to touch me, or for me to touch you? Make your choice.”





Hermione wasn’t sure what to say. She had to choose between touching the man who made her body catch fire and continuing to enjoy his slow, gentle exploration of her. It just wasn’t fair to expect her to make that sort of decision when every brain cell she possessed was currently in a state of intense arousal.





“I want both.” She whimpered. Severus laughed softly and pressed his lips to hers.





“I’m sure you do, but you can’t have both, make a choice.” He said, nipping her bottom lip gently. Hermione tried to capture his lips with hers, but he pulled away before she could.





“Is kissing included?” She asked, looking up at him. Severus smiled slightly.





“I knew you would be a challenge.” He chuckled. “This isn’t a negotiation, Hermione.”





“I want to touch you.” She whispered, surprising him somewhat with her choice. The corner of his mouth lifted in a little half smile.





“Very well.” He placed his hands on the wall above her head, leaning slightly into her. “Touch me however you please.”





Hermione smiled and pulled her hands from their position behind her and immediately threaded her fingers through his hair and tugged his head down for a kiss. She kissed him gently at first, but he remained passive, so she pressed her lips harder to his and tightened her fingers in his hair.





“Kiss me back….” She whispered into his mouth.





“You chose to touch me and I told you that you could touch me any way that pleases you, but you can’t have both, I’ll not touch you back.” He told her.





“But how can we….um…..how can we make love if you don’t touch me back?” She asked, plucking the buttons on his shirt free.





“We aren’t going to. Surely you don’t think I would take you for the first time against the stone wall?” He said, sucking in a sharp breath when her hands slid inside his open shirt and toyed with the silky curls. She bit gently into her lower lip as she explored his chest and shoulders.





“If you don’t want to make love, then what are we doing?” She asked, raking her thumb nail over his nipple and causing him to groan.





“Learning a lesson.” He said low. Hermione tugged his shirt from his trousers and slid her arms around him, pressing her breasts into his chest as her palms traced the lightly muscled expanse of his back.





“What lesson?” She asked, her lips pressed into the pulse pounding at the base of his throat. Her hands slid lower to cup his backside and pull him closer to her.





“I am learning all about your responses, what excites you and just how well you follow simple instructions.” He whispered. “You are learning what it means to have someone else dictating how things will be done. Tell me how it feels not to have it your way?”





“Frustrating…” She said, squeezing his bum. “….I feel on edge, needy, and desperate.” Her hands slid around, resting on his hips before she slid them forward and over the front of his trousers. He was hard, aching and her bold touch had him closing his eyes and clenching his fists against the wall. “Aroused…..very aroused.” She stroked his length through his trousers.





“And what do you want to do about it?” He asked, resisting the urge to thrust harder into her caress.





“I want to go to my house, or your quarters……” The longer she stroked him the more aroused she became until it was almost unbearable. “I want you.” She whispered.





Severus reached between them and pulled her hands away, pressing them back against the wall.





“You want me to take you now?” He asked, his eyes heavy lidded and glassy with arousal.





“Yes.” She whispered. “Please, Severus….” She pushed her hips forward, pressing her pelvis into his.





“I told you, not here.” He said, stepping back slightly. “I have to join the staff at dinner. I want you to go to my quarters and wait for me.” He said, buttoning his shirt back up and tucking it back into his trousers.





Hermione frowned, her body protesting the sudden halt to the foreplay. She moved to shove her skirt down but he stopped her.



“I never said you could cover yourself. I’ll bring you dinner when I come back. I expect the blouse and the skirt to be gone, and for you to be waiting patiently on the sofa.” He said, buttoning his coat.





“Are we going to…” She was cut off by his thumb caressing over her lips. Severus could read her face easily, she was aroused and frustrated.





“It bothers you doesn’t it? Not knowing.” He smiled smugly. “Don’t worry about what we will be doing. You are going to have to learn how to trust that I know what you need.”





“I trust you.” She said, staring up at him with such longing that he was tempted to skip the evening meal.





“No you don’t. But you will.” He said, stepping close and cupping the back of her head, pulling her forward and slanting his mouth over hers in a rough, claiming kiss that left her lightheaded and out of sorts. “I know you want to come. I can see how wet your knickers are, but you are not to touch yourself while you wait. I’ll know if you do, and I will not be happy.” He squeezed the back of her neck gently before he released her and backed away.





“How do I get to your rooms with no one seeing?” She asked. Severus gestured towards the fireplace.





“Go, I’ll be there shortly.” He turned on his heel and with a grace that amazed her he strolled from the room.







Hermione slumped back against the wall, her head falling back against the stones with her eyes closed. She was breathing hard, her pulse was racing and her whole body felt over sensitive and unfulfilled. She had always been intrigued at the idea of a man who knew how to take charge but now that she was faced with him she wasn’t so sure that she could handle a man like Severus.







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Hello again everyone! Well, you may find I am updating more slowly on weekends than during the week….well that is because I have gone back to work recently, only part time. I needed something else to occupy my time and give me a little break from the little ones.

I’m happy to see so many people enjoying this new fic…..hoping I will continue to entertain and surprise you. :)

Little old me - I hope to keep you supplied with tales for a while to come. There is always something playing in my mind, even now there are a few other stories already beginning to develop…..one that will take me into a new pairing I have yet to visit





Elizabeth - Im glad you are so happy!





Dresoul – I have a really hard time not liking Lucius and Draco….even in the books and movies where they are complete jerks, I still like them.





Donovon – glad you like it! And yes, hubby is going to be over there until this time next year.





Velvet74 – always sort of felt that love without passion was empty. I don’t necessarily believe that you have to be in love to find great passion, but I do think great passion can help you find love. And I agree, everyone should experience it at least once in their life







I’ll try to get another chapter out this weekend if I can……Im sure everyone wants to know what happens when Severus gets her into his lair……..