Seduction

Chapter 2

Hermione felt Draco kiss just below her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Draco brought her hands up and draped them around his neck. She closed her eyes, tight when she felt his arms around her. She felt like she was spinning; she rested her forehead against his chest.

When Hermione opened her eyes, she nearly melted when she saw his beautiful grey eyes looking back at her. He took her hands and led her into the penthouse flat. With a wordless spell, the heavy drapes were drawn and the room filled with candles. He brought her to the living room then let go of her hands and stepped back to look at her. Hermione looked down, suddenly feeling self conscious. She wasn’t even sure how she got to where she was standing; it was like she was in a trance. He moved and she followed, like a moth to a flame.

Draco walked over to the sofa and sat down; Hermione was standing in front of him, no quite sure what to do. He smiled as he looked into her eyes. She was wearing a pink silk blouse, under a black body hiding frock, pink ankle socks and white tennis shoes.

“Take off your dress.” She looked into his eyes as she slid the dress off of her shoulders and let it fall to her waist. Hermione crossed her arms across her chest, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Draco stood and walked around her. He gently moved her hands to her sides.

“Don’t. I want to see you.” He ran his fingers along the side of her breasts. “I love looking at you, I always have. You’re so beautiful.” Hermione looked down, embarrassed. Draco lifted her chin with his finger. “You are.” He ran his finger across her bottom lip, making her lip trembled. His hands moved over her hips, her frock fell to the floor. He looked deep into her eyes and smiled then stepped away from her and stared at her. Hermione began to fidget. She felt completely exposed, standing before him in a thin blouse, which barely covered her bum, knickers, socks and trainers.

“Did you know that your senses are heightened when one sense is deprived?” Hermione shook her head, no. “Oh yes, it’s true.” He walked around her, letting his fingers trail along the edge of her panties then along the front of her thighs. He looked her up and down. He leaned over and picked up a piece of paper off of the table and transfigured it into a white silk scarf.

“May I blindfold you?” Hermione bit her bottom lip and looked away.

“What if I say I don’t want you to?”

“Then I will say ok; then you can get dressed and leave. Do you want to leave?”

“No…” She said, quietly. Draco smiled and stepped in front of her and smiled. He ran the silk against her cheek. Hermione leaned into his hand. Very slowly, he moved the scarf to her eyes and tied it.

“Is that ok? Is it too tight?” Hermione shook her head, no. “You’re ok?” She nodded and smiled faintly, as he caressed her face.

Draco ran his fingers along her neck then down her chest, sending shivers down her spine, and making her nipples unbelievably hard. She gasped when she felt his hands on her legs. Draco removed her socks and shoes then kissed up her thighs. He stood and ran his lips along her jaw line.

“Does this excite you?” He asked; his lips hovered over her right ear as he ran his fingers down the sides of her breasts.

“Yes…” Her voice was shaky and barely above a whisper. Draco smiled.

“It does me, too.”

Draco laid Hermione on the chaise lounge and gently ran his fingers from her neck and across her collarbone. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her round, supple breasts. She could feel his warm hands caressing her sides. Hermione jumped when she heard a noise off to her left, or was it her right? She heard a door open. She turned her head, trying to identify where it was coming from.

‘Is someone else here?’

She heard something that sounded like glass hitting glass and other sounds that she couldn’t identify. Hermione moved her head, almost erratically, trying to locate and identify the sound around her.

“Shhh…You’re alright. I’m right here, Hermione.” She could feel him caressing her cheek, but her breathing was still erratic. Hermione finally calmed when she felt his hot breath again her ear.

“Did you know that food could be so sensual?” She gasped as he ran his tongue along the curve of her ear. “It can tease…your tastebuds. It can tantalize…your senses. It can seduce…your very soul.” Hermione’s breathing was becoming labored as she felt him move away from her ear.

Draco had a small serving tray on the coffee table that contained his ‘tools’ for the afternoon. He picked up a glass; Hermione turned her head toward the sound of the ice hitting its sides. He dipped his fingers into the cool liquid then slowly dragged it across her bottom lip. Hermione moaned slowly as she tasted the sweetness of mango.

“You like?”

“Yes…” she sighed, breathlessly.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes…” He could see her trying to hide her desire and he smiled. He took a sip of the cool mango nectar then pressed his lips to hers. He kissed the nectar into her mouth. Hermione moaned and curled her toes as she felt the sweetness of the nectar and the softness of his tongue caressed hers. She whimpered when he pulled away from her.

Hermione eagerly opened her mouth when she smelled strawberries; it touched her lips. Draco laughed when she tried to lunge towards the berry as he pulled it away.

“Do you want this?” He rubbed the juicy berry against her lips.

“Please…” He smirked and placed it against her lips. She sunk her teeth into the sweet, ripe flesh; she moaned and unconsciously rubbed her thighs together.

“You like?” She nodded eagerly, hoping for another bite.

“They’ve always said the champagne and strawberries are wonderful together. So I injected these with Cristal champagne. Sinfully decadent, isn’t it? Hermione could only nod as he fed her another strawberry.

Draco smiled and reached for another item from the tray. Hermione gasped when she felt something cold between her breasts. When she felt his tongue on her skin, she hissed and pressed her thighs together tighter, trying to suppress the heat that was quickly growing in her core. Draco sucked on the red popsicle to stop it from dripping then used it to draw circles around her nipples. Hermione bit her lower lip to keep from moaning too loud. When Draco began to suck the sticky liquid from her nipples she couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Oh Gods…” Her body was beginning to tremble. Draco smirked to himself as he slid her pale pink knickers down so they were barely on her hips. He rubbed the popsicle on her skin before he kissed and tongued her left hipbone then across her lower belly and repeated his actions. Draco eased her knickers down her legs and tossed them aside. As he started to spread her legs, Hermione grabbed his hands and shook her head, no.

Draco stroked her cheek, “Yes,” was all he said. She bit her bottom lip as she felt him lift her hands and position them over her head. Very gently, he spread her legs. He ran his hands up and down the inside of her thighs, making her twitch. Draco began to gently kiss her legs and lowered himself between her legs. Hermione moaned, softly, raising her hips towards the warmth of his mouth. He smiled as he lowered his head and grazed her clit with his tongue.

“Oh Gods…” she moaned.

“Do you want more?” He asked, as he breathed warmth on her pussy, making her writhe with pleasure. Hermione could only nod and whimper.

“Tell me.” She bit her lip and squirmed. Draco moved up and nibbled at her neck then moved down her body, kissing and nipping at her flesh. Hermione gasped for air, trying to control her body’s hunger for him.

“Draco, please…”

He smiled, devilishly, as he took the popsicle from its glass and positioned himself between her legs again. He breathed on her wet pussy, making her whimper and squirm. Hermione’s body was tense, totally aroused. Draco placed the tip of the cold treat onto her clit; Hermione screamed from shock. Very slowly, he dragged it down her already dripping slit down to her pink rosebud. Her body was nearly vibrating from the cold and the arousal, when Draco placed his warm tongue against her tight rosebud, tickling it then flattening his tongue against her pussy; licking it from bottom to top.

Hermione was trembling; she wove her fingers through his hair, trying to bring him closer. She cried out when he slid one, then two, then three fingers into her sodden pussy while teased her clit with the coldness and his tongue.

“Oh…Oh Draco…I’m…I’m.” He moved his fingers and pressed his ring finger against her rosebud; it slid in easily. Hermione cried out his name as her body shook uncontrollably. Draco could feel her pulling him deeper into her pussy as she clenched his hair, not allowing him to move. Draco could hear whimpering. Her emotions were completely raw. He eased her down from her peak slowly. Her body was on fire, her breathing was heavy.

Draco sucked on the popsicle then slid up her body and kissed her passionately. She moaned when she tasted the sweet and tangy pomegranate popsicle, her juices and his warm tongue. Hermione fumbled with his trousers, desperate to feel his hot length inside of her. She slid them down and grabbed his hot, hard cock through the hole in his boxers, his cock sprung out, begging for attention. Draco growled at her touch as he began to thrust against her hand. Hermione teased him, rubbing his head against her warm, wet pussy lips until he couldn’t take it anymore. Draco grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head one hand; quickly removed his boxers, and eased his cock into her hungry hole. They both moaned as the warmth of their connection washed over them.

“Gods, your pussy is so tight, so wet!” He was breathing hard; he gazed deep into her eyes as he thrust into her harder and harder. Hermione met him thrust for thrust as she moved towards another all consuming orgasm.

“Oh…Oh Gods…Yes…Yes…Yes…” She arched into him as her body shook; she milked his cock almost painfully as her orgasm crashed over her. Draco grunted as he thrust into her a few more times before exploding into her, filling her with his hot seed. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, trying to catch his breath. He could hear her breathing was labored. He lifted his head and looked at her and smiled. She looked beautiful, her cheeks were flushed; her lips were puffy and thoroughly kissed. Her eyes were glassy from unshed tears. Draco kissed her softly on the lips.

“No tears, my sweet. It’s ok, I’ve got you.” He stroked her cheek, gently.

“I…It’s too much…” She whimpered and closed her eyes letting her tears fall. Draco kissed her as he caressed her cheek; he continued to thrust into her, slowly. Hermione’s body trembled with aftershocks.

“You belong with me, you know that.” He rested his forehead against her. His voice was soft, “I’m gonna take care of you, Hermione.”

“But…” her voice was very quiet.

“Shh. No but. No more fighting it, Love.”

Finally, she nodded, surrendering to him completely. Draco captured her mouth, kissing her lovingly. She was lost in him, and it was the best feeling in the world.

Hermione fell asleep in Draco’s arms, feeling safe and dare she think it, loved. When he knew she was in a deep sleep, Draco slid out of the bed, got dressed and left. He had things to take care of before she woke up.

The room was dark when Hermione began to wake up. She turned over and smiled. The pillow smelled like him. She sighed, happily, as she began to replay their escapade like a movie, in her mind. She loved how he caressed her body so gently. She loved the feeling of his tongue against her skin. She loved how he teased and sucked her nipples until they were almost painfully erect. Hermione let her hand wander down her body; she began to slowly stroke her sensitive clit. She sighed softly as she imagined that it was Draco caressing her.

Suddenly, she felt warmth on her nipple, his hand covered hers. He began to tease her slit ever so gently. Hermione moaned and arched into the delicious feeling as she spread her legs wider. Draco captured her mouth in a deep yet tender kiss as he slowly began to thrust his fingers into her hungry hole. Hermione rested her head against shoulder as she felt the tension building at the center of her being. Draco pressed ever so slightly on her g-spot and Hermione’s head fell back as she felt her body explode.

“Oh…Oh Gods…Oh Yes…Don’t Stop…Don’t Stop…Oh Please… Oh Draco…” Her body was trembling uncontrollably from the force of the orgasm. Hermione’s entire body was on fire. When she felt Draco’s weight on top of her, she could do nothing but whimper and rub her pussy against his cock hungrily.

Draco knew he couldn’t resist taking her for very long but he wanted this to be good for both of them. He began rubbing his cock over her wet pussy as he sucked a sensitive spot on her neck.

“Draco, please…”

“Please what, my greedy girl?”

“I…I” She looked away for a moment, biting her lip, apprehensively. “Draco, I need you. Please…”

He looked into her eyes; there was more than just passion there. He smiled at her then kissed her deeply as he entered her slowly. Hermione moaned; he filled her perfectly, so completely; she loved it. She brought her knees up, and tilted her hips, to take him deeper. He smirked as he pinned her knees against his body and turned over, positioning Hermione onto of him. She gasped then moaned as his cock sunk deeper into her core. Draco ran his hands down her body and looked deep into eyes.

“You are so beautiful.” He rocked his hips slowly, putting a small amount of pressure on her clit.

Hermione whimpered and began to ride his cock slowly. Her eyes were closed, as she lost herself in the bliss of their union. Draco caressed her breasts and gently squeezed her nipples, heightening her pleasure.

“Oh yes… Oh Draco…” Hermione clasped his hands, holding them tight as she rode him faster, her climax was within her reach. “Yes…Oh…Oh…Oh…I’m…I’m…” She cried out his name as her body trembled.

Draco growled as her pussy tightened around his cock. He was holding back by sheer will alone. He pulled her into arms and turned them over so he was top of her again. He thrust into her hard, and deep. The look in his eyes was so intense; it took Hermione’s breath away. He knew he couldn’t hold back any longer. With a loud roar, he filled her with his offering and collapsed onto her; breathing heavily as he peppered her neck with kisses and love bites.

With each caress of his lips, with each gentle thrust of his hips, orgasmic aftershocks coursed through her body. Draco pressed his lips to her ear and whispered, ever so quietly.

“I love you, Mina.”

He didn’t expect her to say it to him in return; he just needed her to know how he felt about her.