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First I Go Gently to Joy
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Chapter 19 ~ First I Go Gently to Joy
“Gods…she feels good in my arms,” Severus thought as he pulled Hermione’s hair away from her neck, and leaned his face into her throat. His body was pressed hard against her back, and Hermione could feel his erection resting hot, hard and pulsing in the dip just above her buttocks, through the thin silk of her nightgown. He kissed her throat, then ran his tongue up and down its sensitive flesh. She moaned longingly and melted against him, the glow of desire fanning out from her belly, to her breasts and thighs. She needed his hands on her body, to cool the increasing heat and sensitivity. She ground her arse against his hardness as he licked at her ear, and blew his warm breath teasingly over the lobe.
“So Hermione, once again your determination has won out,” Severus breathed into her ear in a voice, coarse with thinly controlled lust as he ground himself against her soft body. His hands slid up from her waist and grasped both breasts through her gown, and he began to massage them roughly, manipulating the aching globes beneath his palms.
“You’ve managed to snare me,” he murmured, “I hope you know what that entails, my little lioness…what I will demand from you…”
Hermione moaned as he rubbed himself against her back and buttocks rhythmically, pushing and pulling her breasts together and apart, exploring their firmess and fullness with his hands. He had never done this…and Hermione moved with him helpless under his manipulation, her thighs becoming slick, moaning under his rough hands, his hard body moving against her in imitation of the sex act. He slid one hand down slowly and firmly over her belly.
“Here are the rules, “ he breathed against her ear
“The rules…” Hermione echoed, lost in the rough possession of his hands.
“You will let me fuck you whenever I want,” he rasped as his hand moved lower.
“Yes, when you want,” she purred, her eyes closed, all desire, all sensation, her pussy thrumming with need as his caress dipped over the silk of her gown, eliciting delicious tingles
“You will not let another man touch you,” he said, his voice suddenly tight with possessiveness as he grasped her gown and slowly dragged it upward, exposing her undulating thighs.
“No one else.You,” she sighed, reaching her arms back to lace around his neck, leaving her breasts open rubbing against him invitingly, lust overtaking her.
“If you have need of anything, you will inform me immediately,” he whispered, biting her lightly at the curve of her shoulder. She gasped, and shuddered in delight at the tiny, luscious pain.
“I will,” she hissed, as his mouth moved to the other side of her throat, continuing to nip and bite her lust sensitized skin as his hand brushed over her wet lower lips. She groaned…oh gods this felt so good.
“You will respect my outdated notions of chivalry, and not hide behind the destestable modern ideas of the “independent woman. A woman is to be cared for. You are to be cared for.”. Severus ran his fingers through the curls of her pubic hair, feeling the heat and moisture rising from her pussy, his cock growing even harder, pressing against her back.
“I will provide for you. It will give me pleasure,” he said, sliding two fingers inside her, testing her desire for him, She ground her pussy down on his delving digits, and slowly he began thrusting them in and out of her.
“Give you pleasure,” she breathed, tightening her slick walls around his fingers.
Severus closed his eyes and focused on the feeling of her soft heat clinging to his fingers, her body grinding against him. He sighed, silently thanking the gods this beautiful young woman gave herself to him so willingly.
“Do your dance, Hermione. I want to feel you pulse around my fingers,” he hissed, moving his hand faster, making the witch writhe and gasp with pleasure.
Hermione responded, grinding out the slow sensuous movements of a bellydancer against him, her inner muscles rippling over his thrusting fingers, rubbing herself deliciously against his cock, balls and hard body. He continued to massage her breasts coarsely with one hand, tweaking and pinching her nipples, which formed taunt, tingling peaks, enjoying the wanton movements of her body against him.
Severus moved his mouth across her neck and shoulders, sucking and tasting her flesh as he rubbed his length against the small of her back. She smelled of jasmine and arousal. He knew what she needed. His fingers continued to thrust inside her, stroking the undulating musculature of her rolling tightness, caressing the rising and falling inner flesh. He didn’t know how long he could keep from shoving himself inside her. His cock was swollen to almost twice its normal width, pulsing with eagerness to submerge itself in her hot, wet folds. He flicked his thumb across her clit, causing her first small scream of pleasure. He did it again
“Please,” she moaned, starting to tremble, her body becoming hotter against his skin. “Please, Severus. Harder. Push them in harder. Deeper. Faster.”
“No,” he whispered, an evil edge to his voice, as he continued finger-fucking her, pressing his body against hers harder, rubbing his cock viciously on her heated flesh.
“You bastard,” she said, “don’t do this to me. Don’t…”
He mashed her clit hard with his thumb and rubbed her juices over it forcefully, causing her body to jump and quiver as she rose on the balls of her feet while pressing down, the apostolic babbling he loved to hear pouring incoherently from her mouth. Her head fell back against his shoulder. She began to shudder uncontrollably.
“Come for me,” he hissed against her neck, his thumb massaging her wet clit unmercifully as she bucked against him. Sensing her drawing close to the edge, he grasped her breast hard, pulling it downward as he shoved his fingers knuckle-deep inside her and held them there, embedded in her pulsing tunnel as far as he could reach.
Hermione cried out at the delicious pain, thrust her pussy down hard on his fingers, and howled as she came, her juices dripping down his hand, filling his palm. He pushed his hips against her, rocking his ready-to-burst cock as her scream of release wound down to a gentle keen.
He pressed his lips against her temple as.her shudders slowed and became gentle tremors “Good,” he purred soothingly against her hair, “so, so good.”
Hermione slumped back against him, and he slid his fingers out of her. He brought his coated hand to his mouth, tasted her creamy release like a connoisseur, then licked and sucked his digits clean . She was so sweet. And she was all…his. At this thought, a jolt shot through his belly. If he had been familiar with the emotion, he would have recognized it as joy.
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A/N: I hope you don\'t mind installments. I\'m in and out today. (no pun intended) lol
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Chapter 19 ~ First I Go Gently to Joy
“Gods…she feels good in my arms,” Severus thought as he pulled Hermione’s hair away from her neck, and leaned his face into her throat. His body was pressed hard against her back, and Hermione could feel his erection resting hot, hard and pulsing in the dip just above her buttocks, through the thin silk of her nightgown. He kissed her throat, then ran his tongue up and down its sensitive flesh. She moaned longingly and melted against him, the glow of desire fanning out from her belly, to her breasts and thighs. She needed his hands on her body, to cool the increasing heat and sensitivity. She ground her arse against his hardness as he licked at her ear, and blew his warm breath teasingly over the lobe.
“So Hermione, once again your determination has won out,” Severus breathed into her ear in a voice, coarse with thinly controlled lust as he ground himself against her soft body. His hands slid up from her waist and grasped both breasts through her gown, and he began to massage them roughly, manipulating the aching globes beneath his palms.
“You’ve managed to snare me,” he murmured, “I hope you know what that entails, my little lioness…what I will demand from you…”
Hermione moaned as he rubbed himself against her back and buttocks rhythmically, pushing and pulling her breasts together and apart, exploring their firmess and fullness with his hands. He had never done this…and Hermione moved with him helpless under his manipulation, her thighs becoming slick, moaning under his rough hands, his hard body moving against her in imitation of the sex act. He slid one hand down slowly and firmly over her belly.
“Here are the rules, “ he breathed against her ear
“The rules…” Hermione echoed, lost in the rough possession of his hands.
“You will let me fuck you whenever I want,” he rasped as his hand moved lower.
“Yes, when you want,” she purred, her eyes closed, all desire, all sensation, her pussy thrumming with need as his caress dipped over the silk of her gown, eliciting delicious tingles
“You will not let another man touch you,” he said, his voice suddenly tight with possessiveness as he grasped her gown and slowly dragged it upward, exposing her undulating thighs.
“No one else.You,” she sighed, reaching her arms back to lace around his neck, leaving her breasts open rubbing against him invitingly, lust overtaking her.
“If you have need of anything, you will inform me immediately,” he whispered, biting her lightly at the curve of her shoulder. She gasped, and shuddered in delight at the tiny, luscious pain.
“I will,” she hissed, as his mouth moved to the other side of her throat, continuing to nip and bite her lust sensitized skin as his hand brushed over her wet lower lips. She groaned…oh gods this felt so good.
“You will respect my outdated notions of chivalry, and not hide behind the destestable modern ideas of the “independent woman. A woman is to be cared for. You are to be cared for.”. Severus ran his fingers through the curls of her pubic hair, feeling the heat and moisture rising from her pussy, his cock growing even harder, pressing against her back.
“I will provide for you. It will give me pleasure,” he said, sliding two fingers inside her, testing her desire for him, She ground her pussy down on his delving digits, and slowly he began thrusting them in and out of her.
“Give you pleasure,” she breathed, tightening her slick walls around his fingers.
Severus closed his eyes and focused on the feeling of her soft heat clinging to his fingers, her body grinding against him. He sighed, silently thanking the gods this beautiful young woman gave herself to him so willingly.
“Do your dance, Hermione. I want to feel you pulse around my fingers,” he hissed, moving his hand faster, making the witch writhe and gasp with pleasure.
Hermione responded, grinding out the slow sensuous movements of a bellydancer against him, her inner muscles rippling over his thrusting fingers, rubbing herself deliciously against his cock, balls and hard body. He continued to massage her breasts coarsely with one hand, tweaking and pinching her nipples, which formed taunt, tingling peaks, enjoying the wanton movements of her body against him.
Severus moved his mouth across her neck and shoulders, sucking and tasting her flesh as he rubbed his length against the small of her back. She smelled of jasmine and arousal. He knew what she needed. His fingers continued to thrust inside her, stroking the undulating musculature of her rolling tightness, caressing the rising and falling inner flesh. He didn’t know how long he could keep from shoving himself inside her. His cock was swollen to almost twice its normal width, pulsing with eagerness to submerge itself in her hot, wet folds. He flicked his thumb across her clit, causing her first small scream of pleasure. He did it again
“Please,” she moaned, starting to tremble, her body becoming hotter against his skin. “Please, Severus. Harder. Push them in harder. Deeper. Faster.”
“No,” he whispered, an evil edge to his voice, as he continued finger-fucking her, pressing his body against hers harder, rubbing his cock viciously on her heated flesh.
“You bastard,” she said, “don’t do this to me. Don’t…”
He mashed her clit hard with his thumb and rubbed her juices over it forcefully, causing her body to jump and quiver as she rose on the balls of her feet while pressing down, the apostolic babbling he loved to hear pouring incoherently from her mouth. Her head fell back against his shoulder. She began to shudder uncontrollably.
“Come for me,” he hissed against her neck, his thumb massaging her wet clit unmercifully as she bucked against him. Sensing her drawing close to the edge, he grasped her breast hard, pulling it downward as he shoved his fingers knuckle-deep inside her and held them there, embedded in her pulsing tunnel as far as he could reach.
Hermione cried out at the delicious pain, thrust her pussy down hard on his fingers, and howled as she came, her juices dripping down his hand, filling his palm. He pushed his hips against her, rocking his ready-to-burst cock as her scream of release wound down to a gentle keen.
He pressed his lips against her temple as.her shudders slowed and became gentle tremors “Good,” he purred soothingly against her hair, “so, so good.”
Hermione slumped back against him, and he slid his fingers out of her. He brought his coated hand to his mouth, tasted her creamy release like a connoisseur, then licked and sucked his digits clean . She was so sweet. And she was all…his. At this thought, a jolt shot through his belly. If he had been familiar with the emotion, he would have recognized it as joy.
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A/N: I hope you don\'t mind installments. I\'m in and out today. (no pun intended) lol