Seduction

Chapter 3


Draco’s breathing was calm and deep; he had a slight smile on his face. She smiled, sadly, as she looked at him.

‘He looked so sweet, almost innocent, when he slept,’ she thought as she eased the covers back. Hermione wiped her tears and tried not to sniffle when she looked at him one last time. She felt a gentle hand on hers.

“Are you sneaking out of my bed, Beautiful?” He was smiling at her, lovingly. She slid out of reach and looked at him.

“Please don’t,” she whispered. Draco sat up and looked at her, frowning.

“No, I won’t let you do this again, Hermione.”

“This was a mistake. I’m sorry.”

He got out of bed and moved toward her slowly. He took her hands in his and kissed them.

“We are not a mistake. I don’t believe that, I won’t believe that.”

Tears streaked her face as she tried to pull away from her, he wouldn’t let her.

“Hermione, why did you leave me? We were making it work, weren’t we?”

She looked down and sniffled.

“It wasn’t real, Draco. It was a fling, a one night stand that went too long.”

“How can you say that? Those were the best three weeks of my life and then…” She continued to try to pull away from him. Draco’s eyes turned cold, his voice was harsh, devoid of emotion.

“… Fine… If that’s what you want, you’ve got it. It’s been fun, Granger. Your clothes are on the chair, if you’re hungry, there’s food on the stove. Leave whenever you want, I’m out of here.”

He grabbed his bathrobe and walked out of the room. Hermione watched him leave, then climbed back onto the bed, hugged his pillow and began to cry.

Draco slammed the door to his study and accioed the bottle of Fire Whiskey, taking a big swig. He exhaled loudly then walked over and retrieved a glass, pouring himself another sizable portion of the amber elixir.

‘Bloody Hell!! What does she want from me? I searched for her for over a year. Then out of the blue, she shows up and tries to act like nothing happened between us. If it wasn’t for Pansy, I would never have known that she was back. It’s obvious that she didn’t want to see me.’ He took another large sip of Fire Whiskey and winced. ‘What did I do wrong? I thought we were happy.’ He slumped into the oversized wingback chair and stared the fire. Draco closed his eyes and sighed as he began to remember. A part of him wanted to forgot but he knew he couldn’t. He cherished these memories, no matter how much they hurt, they were all he had left.

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Ibiza, it’s the place to be. He had heard Blaise and Pansy talk about this place over and over again. They finally wanted to experience it for himself. They rented a villa near the beach and immersed him in the party atmosphere. He had been working, no stop, to rebuild Malfoy Enterprises and make of the business legitimate. He knew he needed a vacation but he wasn’t going to take one unless forced so they forced him.

There were girls everywhere, but it wasn’t until the third night that he was on the island when one particular girl caught his eye. She was dancing on a podium in red thong sandals, a denim micro mini skirt and a red and gold bikini top. Her hair was dark, possibly brown, and she was simply beautiful. He needed to be near her. He climbed on the podium and started to dance with her. They moved perfectly together, her body fit perfectly against his. When she turned around and looked up at him, he nearly fell off of the podium.

‘Hermione Granger?’

‘When did she become so damn hot? Who cares how… This is fun.’

She took him completely by surprise when he felt her small hand in his hair; she pulled him to her, kissing him passionately. Draco moaned and pulled her closer. She was so soft, so intoxicating. He never wanted to stop kissing her. She was beautiful, and sexy as hell. Who cares if they didn’t get along when they were at Hogwarts? They were two consenting adults now and if they wanted to… Her hand caressed the growing bulge in his tan linen pans, jolting him out of his thoughts. She pulled away from him and smiled then she took his hand and led him to the back of the club. In a very dark, secluded corner, she pushed him against the wall and smiled at him, slyly and, cast a ‘silence spell around them to block out the music. Hermione kissed his lips then sank to her knees in front of him. Draco groaned when he felt her warm breath against his cock. He actually felt himself tremble when she licked the length of his cock. His hands were in her hair, as she took him into her throat then pulled out completely and looked up at him. Draco grabbed her firmly by the shoulders and pulled her to her feet. His voice was hoarse with desire.

“Don’t tease…”

She smiled at him, sweetly, before she pulled him into a deep kiss and began to stroke his cock. Draco moaned into her mouth as he thrust into her hand.

“I would never leave you wanting, Lover.” She smiled and nibbled at his neck.

“Gods…Herm…” She put her finger to his lips and shook her head, no.

“Mina,” she said in a whisper.

“Mina?” She nodded. He didn’t question her; he simply pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss, lifting her of the floor. Hermione moaned softly as she ran her fingers through his hair. She pulled away for only a moment, and whispered a spell then kissed him again. When Draco opened his eyes, he was in her hotel suite.

“How did you do that?” She only smiled as she pulled away from him. She took his hands and led him to the bedroom.

“Are you going to have your wicked way with me, Mina?” She nodded and pulled his wife beater over his head.

“Be gentle with me, I’m very fragile.” He said with a smile. She shook her head, no, and gave him a gentle shove, he fell back onto the bed. She kissed along the edge of his pants before unfastening them and tugging them off of his hips. She stood between his legs; a devilish glint in her eye. She ran her nails down his chest, leaving pink lines in her wake. He hissed with pleasure; she was driving him mad. His hands moved up her body, memorizing her curves. He reached up and untied her bikini top, revealing her perky, supple breasts. Draco cupped them gently, toying with her nipples; a quiet moan escaped her lips. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, pulled her to him, held her tight and began to kiss her. Hermione whimpered softly, as a shiver went down her spine. When she began to nip at his pelvic bone as she slid his pants off of him, he thought he was going to lose his mind. He sat up and grabbed her, roughly, making her gasp.

“You’re driving me mad…”

She smiled at him sweetly, with a twinkle of mischief in her eyes.

“But do you like it?”

“You tell me.” He asked, gruffly. He grabbed her hand and cupped it around his throbbing member. “No more teasing.” His voice was foreboding. He looked into her eyes, she could feel him trembling. He rested his forehead against hers. “Please…I…need…y.”

Hermione stopped him with a deep, soul burning kiss; she continued to gently fondle his cock and balls which made him whimper. He slid her tiny skirt out of the way and removed her silk panties. He smiled to himself when he realized how damp her knickers were; she was just as turned on as he was. She straddled his lap, rubbing her wet pussy against his cock. Her breath caught in her throat; his cock was hot and almost pulsing. He tilted his hips as she lifted, he entered her slowly.

“Oh Gods, Mina!! You’re so tight, so wet.” She moaned as he pulled her to him, kissing her, deeply. She rode him slowly at first, savoring his length, his girth. Then she sat up and looked into his eyes as she increased the tempo. He growled, holding her hips to steady her. He could feel her tightening around him; he was trying to hold back, trying to last as long as he could. Hermione’s body began to tremble. Her head was back, her eyes were closed.

“Oh yes!! Oh Draco, just like that. Oh yeah…That’s it… Don’t stop.” She gasped and moaned his name as her orgasm consumed her.

Draco couldn’t hold back any longer, this was all too much. She had completely overwhelmed his senses. He thrust into her harder and harder until he let out a loud yell and came deep inside of her. They were both breathing heavily as they stared into each other’s eyes and smiled. He held his arms open to her; she lay on his chest, burying her face in the crook of his neck. Draco rubbed her back, lovingly and kissed her hand.

“Are you ok?” She nodded, stifling a yawn.

“A little sleepy.” He smiled.

“Me too.”

Hermione moved to his side, snuggling close to him, placing her head in his chest. She drew lazy shaped on his stomach; she felt so relaxed with him. Draco could feel himself relaxing for the first time ever. He had never fallen asleep after with a woman after sex. He never wanted to; but with her it was different. It felt…right, like she was supposed to be there with him. Her breathing changed slightly, she was asleep. Draco soon fell asleep as well. For the first time in his life, he knew what it felt like to be happy.