New Beginnings

Chapter 16 Moving Forward

At Hermione’s request, they held off telling anyone about the pregnancy until she was past the first trimester, just to be on the safe side. They met with the midwife, Gail, and they were very comfortable with her. She was friendly, knowledgeable and she made both of the feel at ease immediately. Hermione and Kelly had lunch every two weeks or so, just to touch base. Kelly was more than happy to play the surrogate mom/big sister role for her close friend and it made Hermione feel much less isolated. Yes, she and Blythe were close but in this case, she and Kelly were closer.

“Um Kelly, may I ask you something, as my friend and as a physician?” She looked up from her Chinese Chicken Salad to see her dear friend looking very embarrassed.

“What’s wrong, Hermione?”

Her voice was barely above a whisper, “I’m starting to feel like a freak…or some kind of sex-maniac.” Kelly did her best not to laugh at her friend’s obvious distress. “It started about a week or so ago. My breasts have always been very sensitive…you know, sexually but now, it’s like over the top. The water in the shower hits them just right and I…” She starts to blush and covers her face. “The first time it happened, I nearly passed out it was so intense.” Kelly just sat, listening intently, doing her best ‘Dr. face’ and not smirking. “And there’s more…I’m starting to think my circuits are broken or they rewired themselves or something. Draco barely touches me and not only and I ‘ready’, I’m on the brink of orgasm almost immediately… Is there a thing like Premature Ejaculation for Women?” Kelly couldn’t help but laugh at that question.

“Hermione Hun, I have a couple of questions for you and I need to answer them honesty, no matter how much you blush, ok?” Hermione nodded. “When you climax from the water hitting your breasts, does that prevent you from having an orgasm at another time?”

“No, actually, they don’t seem to stop, no matter what I do.” Kelly nodded.

“And when Draco touches me…Kelly, it’s even worse.” She looked around to make sure there wasn’t anyone in ear shot. “I was sitting on the sofa grading papers, he came over and kissed me on the neck, just like he always does…I had an orgasm right there. He didn’t even do anything. I was so embarrassed; I actually left a wet spot on the sofa. I prayed for him to go upstairs so I could make the spot go away. Kelly, what am I gonna do? I don’t know if I can handle six month of this; I’ll die of embarrassment.” Hermione buried her face in her hands in frustration.

“Hermione dear, as your physician and your friend that has known you longer than anyone, I need you to listen to me. You’re looking at this in such a negative manner and you really shouldn’t. If I know you half as well as I think I do, you’ve read every pregnancy book you could get your hands on and none of them say anything about a woman still having a sex drive during pregnancy, am I right?” Hermione nodded. “Well guess what, they’re wrong…dead wrong as a matter of fact. Just look at this scientifically, your hormone levels are through the roof right now, the closest I can equate this to is the raging hormones of being a teenage kicked up a million times. That being the case, why wouldn’t you have a sex drive and very active one at that. Do you understand?” Hermione looked at Kelly blankly. “Luv, you’re completely normal, the only difference is that you don’t want to repress what you’re feeling and you’re fortunate enough to have a wonderful friend that happens to be a doctor to decode some of this stuff for you.” She grins proudly.

“So what to I do? It’s like…” again she looks around, “it’s like I want/need sex all the time.”

“Your body is telling you something for you to be that hypersensitive, listen to it. Maybe these feelings will calm down some if you forget about what the books say and just give in to what feels right to your body, not your mind. Besides, I really don’t think you will get any objections from that beautiful man of yours when you tell him…” Hermione’s eyes nearly pop out of her head.

“Kelly, I can’t tell him. It’s too embarrassing.”

“Hermione, you’re being silly. You do remember how that little bundle got there, right? And who helped create it? So why are you acting so weird about this?”

She sighs, “It’s just…I don’t want to be a burden on him.” Again, Kelly can’t stifle her snicker.

“Burden him? I highly doubt that Draco considers sex with you a burden.” Hermione starts to blush. “Ok, tell me the truth, little one, you’re embarrassed to tell Draco because you’ll actually have to tell him everything, including what happens in the shower and when his kissed your neck. You would rather forgo something that is important to your relationship then risk being embarrassed. Do I have it about right?”

Hermione buried her face in her hands and shook head, yes. “Would you rather that I talk to him…and give him the clinical answers?”

“Yes, thank you.” Hermione paused then sighed. “I can’t believe I’m letting you do all of this. I’m not sure which is more embarrassing. Having my hormones go haywire or having you talk to Draco about it.” Kelly stopped for a minute…

“I’m not going to talk to Draco, you are. I’m just going to teach you how to talk to him.”

“Kelly, please!!” A new level of panic washed over Hermione.

“Just here me out, ok? You and Draco have a very good intimate relationship; it would be better for the two of you if this came from you. Here is the best way to handle it. Go home today, make a nice dinner for the two of you and make sure that everything is finished well before he gets home. Dress in something that makes you feel really feminine and sexy. When Draco does what he always does, meaning sees the woman he loves looking exceptionally beautiful and lavishes you with affection, let him. Let him see, well feel how much your reaction to him has changed…heightened. Afterwards, then you can explain everything to him. It will make it easier for him to understand and you will be able to tell him how you’ve been feeling over the past week or two and hopefully feel less self-conscious.”

“Do I have to do this?” Kelly nodded. Hermione had a look of distress on her face.

“I know you don’t like the idea but I promise you, you won’t regret this.” Hermione looked like she was about to cry; Kelly simply squeezed her hand. “In all the years we’ve known each other, have I ever steered you wrong when it came to really important stuff?”

“No…”

“I’m not gonna start now.”

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The scene was set; she had done everything that Kelly had told her to do. On the way home from lunch, Hermione stopped at Fig Leaves, a lingerie shop, and picked up a short silk night gown with spaghetti straps in cream and a matching robe in dark green. She made lasagna with no boil noodles, salad and garlic bread. She chilled the chocolate trifle and headed upstairs to take a shower. By the time she finished, she had 20 minutes before Draco would be home. She used a special molding product on her hair so it would retain its curl without getting frizzy and applied a generous amount of spiced vanilla body lotion all over her body before slipping into her new ensemble. Hermione stood in front of the full length mirror scrutinizing her appearance.

‘Not too much… I’m only showing a tiny, tiny bit. That’s good. Hmm. Maybe I should forgo the panties, it’s not like they would be on for long anyway…On the other hand, he does love taking them off of me.” She smiled devilishly. “They should probably stay.” Hermione glanced at the clock, “Shit…He’ll be home any minute…” She put on her robe and some deep pink lip gloss then headed downstairs sans shoes. As she poured the wine, in the kitchen, she heard Draco apparate into the living room.

“Hera? Hun, where are you?” He walking towards the kitchen as he unbuttoned his dress shirt; he had already removed his shoes at the front door. “Everything looks and smells great, what’s the occasion?” He removed his shirt, tossing it on one of the dining room chairs. Hermione met him before he reached the kitchen and handed him a glass of Revolutionary Red from American Winery that Gabby had gotten them from when she and Blaise went to New York.

“No occasion; it’s just dinner.” She did her best to evade his kiss for the moment; she needed to be able to concentrate, if only for a moment or two. Hermione moved to the living room and placed her glass of grape juice on the coffee table. As she turned around and ran right into Draco; he looked down at her with a wolfish grin. He traced her jaw line with his finger and let it travel down the sensitive part of her neck. Hermione knees grew weak as his arm went around her waist.

“And this lovely ensemble…what’s the occasion for this?” Hermione’s breathing was ragged; she could feel the wetness start to sneak down her inner thigh. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she turned her head to give him more access.

“N-no occasion…”

“So I get all of this for no reason. I must have been a really good boy today.” He began placing baby kisses on her neck. Hermione began to tremble as waves of ecstasy washed over her. Draco kissed her deeply as he untied her robe and let it fall to the floor. Her arms went around his neck as began to run her fingers through his hair. Draco carried Hermione to the sofa, easing her down slowly. He looked into her eyes as he explored her body with his warm hands. Hermione was trembling as his fingers gently tracked her curves. Her body was on fire; she could feel herself moving towards her peak as fast as a bullet train. Her heart was pounding in her ears.

“Draco…” Her voice was shaky and filled with lust. He smiled at her as he traced her lips with his thumb. She sucked it into her mouth, hungrily. Draco eased the straps off of her shoulders and began to kiss her collarbone then down to her breasts. His tongue teased her left nipple as her body trembled. Draco smiled to himself; his hand caressed her right breast then moved down her rib cage. Hermione was trembling as he began to kiss her tiny baby bump. Draco looked into her eyes as he bent her knees and spread her legs. She began to whimper as he placed soft kisses on her inner thighs; she could feel her juices flowing, soaking the sofa cushion. He peeled off her panties ever so slowly; his touch was driving her mad. When Draco flicked his tongue over her clit, she moaned loudly as she pushed his mouth into her sodden pussy, grinding herself against his mouth. “Oh yes…Oh yes!!” Her lust and need for him overshadowed all thoughts of embarrassment.

Draco slowly slid two then three fingers inside of her, pumping slowly, as he gently sucked her clit. Hermione was fondling her breasts as she rocked her hips in time with his thrusts.
“Oh…Oh…Oh…Draco!!!” Her body was convulsing as she ejaculated. Draco licked her clean as she trembled. He looked at her, his face wet from her juices. He smiled at her, a devilish glint in his eye. He licked his lips, making her shiver. “More…please…more…”

Draco quickly removed the rest of his clothes and posed himself at her entrance. He stroked her face, lovingly, and kissed her forehead. Hermione felt a shiver go down her spine. Her hands were shaking as she reached up to stroke his face. Draco kissed her palm and rested his cheek in her hand as he smiled at her.

“I love you, Hera..”, he entered her slowly. Hermione couldn’t stop herself; her tears began to cry as another orgasm started. Draco’s thrusts were slow and deep as he kissed her softly; he could feel her milking his cock so deliciously. She gasped and held him as her orgasm built faster than before. Hermione felt Draco’s arms around her waist as he pulled her onto lap. She began to ride his cock hard, faster greedily seeking her peak once again. He suckled her breast as she arched back, riding the wave of ecstasy that consumed her body. Draco growled as he held her hips and slammed his cock into her hungry hole until he filled her with his seed. He pulled her into his arms kissing her deeply as ran his fingers through her curls. She held him as tightly as she could; her hormones got the best of her, the tears flowed freely. Draco rocked his love in his arms, comforting her. He knew this was hormone based and she couldn’t control it. He rubbed her back, softly; he could feel her tighten around him involuntarily. She was sobbing quietly; she was saying something but he couldn’t hear her.

“Hera, what did you say?” She shook her head, no, as she trembled in his arms.

“I’m sorry…It won’t stop. I can’t make it stop.” Hermione’s face was buried in the crook of his neck.

“What won’t stop, Love?” She just shook her head again. Draco held her tightly, as his fingers gently stroked her side. Hermione gasped as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She was shaking; she could feel herself tightening around his semi- hard member. Hermione rocked her hips against him; Draco could feel his hardness growing. He moaned softly, Oh Hera…” He thrust into her hard and fast. He could feel himself reaching his peak again, much faster than he ever had on the second time around. They climaxed together, moaning each other’s names. They held each other tightly, too exhausted to move.

Draco and Hermione snuggled on the sofa under a thick fluffy blanket. He did a silent cleaning spell on the sofa so she wouldn’t be self conscious. He placed a gently kiss on her forehead and pulled the blanket up to cover her shoulders. Hermione sniffled and wiped her tears.

“Hermione, are you going to tell me now?” She nodded sadly. Her voice was very quiet; he could tell that she was very self conscious.

“It started about a week ago, my whole body became hypersensitive. I thought it would go away but it hasn’t, it’s just gotten worse.” She buried her face in his chest. “I’m so embarrassed. I’m sorry.”

“Hun, sorry for what? Why are you embarrassed?”

“I can’t control it… I don’t know how to stop it.”

“Hera, why would you want to?” Draco looked at her in utter disbelief. He just watched and felt her have the most amazing orgasms ever and she was thoughtful enough to bring him along for the ride, now she was apologizing?

“I…I don’t want to burden you…just because my hormones have gone wacky.” Draco couldn’t help himself, he started to laugh. Hermione looked heartbroken. He squeezed her tightly then kissed her softly on the lips.

“Do you honestly think that making love to you is a burden? Oh Love, you couldn’t be more wrong. There is NOTHING and I mean NOTHING I would rather do than be buried deep inside of you. I’m completely addicted to hearing you come over and over again.” Draco whispered in her ear; Hermione started to blush. “Does it hurt you to climax so much?” She shook her head, no.

“Not hurt, it gets a bit draining after a while. They take a lot out of me.” She smiles sheepishly.

“Is this why you’ve been shying away from me all week?” She nodded.

“I didn’t know what to do. The littlest things were…’arousing’ me and I was confused. I felt like a freak. I went from believing that I was ‘defective’, that I couldn’t have an orgasm; to having multiple orgasms; you barely had to touch me.” Draco just smiled at her as she spoke; she really didn’t understand that this was actually a good thing. “Late last week, I was grading papers, here, on the sofa and you came over and kissed me. Do you remember?”

“Vaguely, I always do that.”

“I know, but when you did it that time, you caressed my breast and…I had an orgasm…and I made the sofa wet.” Hermione covered her face; her ears were bright red from embarrassment. Draco simply pulled her head closer to him, kissing her temple. He loved her because she got so caught up in the little things that she totally forgot about the things that were right in front of her.

“Hera, I knew,” he whispered.

“What!?” He had to grab her so she wouldn’t fall off the sofa, she was so shocked. Draco pulled her closer to him as she tried to struggle to get up.

“Shhh, keep still and just listen.” He had her in bear hug and had his leg pinning hers down. He pressed his lips against her ear began to speak in a very low, sensual voice.

“Hermione, there is no other man on this planet that knows you like I do. I know how you like to be touched, how you like to be kissed, I know exactly what to do to make your pussy ache for me without even touching you. Don’t you think if I know you that well, I might just notice the deliciously intoxicating smell of your arousal? Love, I fall asleep almost every night with the delectable taste of you on my lips and the perfume of your pussy in my nose, of course I knew that you had an orgasm when I kissed you.” He kissed her cheek, softly as she relaxed into his arms.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I didn’t know you wanted me to. You looked so beautiful, with that lusty, disheveled look, I thought you were ok.”

“I was until I realized…”

“That you ejaculated?” She nodded. “Do you realize how hot that is?” She looked at him with a look of disbelief. “Seriously, it is. I can’t explain exactly why…it just is.” Hermione could feel her cheeks getting red. “Why does this embarrass you?”

“I’m not sure. No, that’s not true, I do know. Hearing you say that I excite you, it still gets to me.”

“And I hope it always does.” He kissed her softly on the lips. “Now, my love, what’s for dinner?”