Seduction

Chapter 4

For three blissful weeks, they were inseparable. Hermione moved out of her hotel and into the villa with him. She was the last person he saw before he fell asleep at night and the first person he saw when he woke up in the morning. It was heaven for him. She was witty; she teased him endlessly and he loved it. But his favorite thing about her was the fact that she was so affectionate. It wasn’t just that they had a more than healthy sexual relationship. It was more than that; she was always kissing him and hugging him for no reason. He could be sitting on the lanai; reading and she would come up behind him and kiss his neck. She would hug him while he was brushing his teeth, she would lie on his chest and rub his stomach while they watched TV. He had never met a woman that liked to touch him, outside of sex. It was very comforting.

Draco came into the darkened bedroom with a silver serving tray in his hands. He sat the tray on the dresser and plucked the white rose from the vase. He stretched across the bed, laying his head on her pillow, smiling at her as she slept.

‘Gods… She is so beautiful. She’s perfect. I must have done something right in this life of mine to be given such a wonderful gift. I don’t know how long this will last but I know I’m going to make the most of it.’

He eased the covers down, revealing her breasts and flat stomach. He ran the rose along her jawline then down her neck. Hermione stirred slightly, making Draco smile. He dragged the flower’s soft petals down her chest and began to caress her nipples with the flower. She moaned quietly and arched toward the tenderness. He pulled the covered down, revealing her soft legs. He drew circles on her stomach with the long stem rose. He could hear her sigh, but she didn’t open her eyes. She gasped as the soft petals teased her shaved mound. She whimpered and opened her legs, rocking her hips ever so slightly.

He turned her face towards him as he set the rose aside. The kiss was deep and filled with passion. Hermione moaned against his mouth as his fingers teased her soft, wet folds. He eased his fingers into her pussy, making her cry out and thrust against his hand. She rolled towards him, kissing him hungrily; she tugged at his boxers, desperate to remove them.

“Easy, Love, just a second.” He laughed, as he eased off his boxers; then quickly brought his attention back to Hermione. She moaned and rolled onto her back as she thrust against his hand, greedily. Her cheeks were flushed; her skin was glistening with sweat. He slowly removed his fingers from her pussy.

Hermione whimpered, the sound of desperation was in her voice. “NO! Draco, please…”

Draco rolled onto his back and smiled. “Calmed down, Love, come here.” She looked into his eyes and giggled like a small child being given a treat. She straddled him, rubbing her wet pussy against his cock, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. She was teasing herself, prolonging this delicious torture. Draco tilted his hips and grabbed his cock. Hermione rubbed against his cock; then eased his hardness inside of her.

“Oh Gods Yes!!” She had her hands on his shoulders as she rode his cock, slowly at first. Her eyes were closed; she was lost in the ecstasy. Draco’s mouth was dry as he watched her. She felt amazing, she looked breathtaking. He held her hips, thrusting into her deeply and making her moan and rode him faster; she was hungry for her release. Hermione held his wrists tightly and looked into his eyes as she felt herself about to explode.
“Oh Gods…” was all she could say before her head fell back and her body began to shake violently. Her pussy was strangling his cock but he loved it. He thrust into her harder, faster until he felt a rush of fire wash over his entire body. His entire body tensed, and then he exploded, filling her with his hot cum. He pulled her into his arms, holding her and peppering her face with kisses.

Hermione started to snicker then let out a giggle as she tried to stifle it against his shoulder.

“And what’s so funny, Missie?”

“Nothing…”

“Tell me…” He said with a mock foreboding tone; then he started to tickle her. She wiggled and twisted, trying to get away from his assault. She couldn’t, he was too fast for her. “Why are you giggling, Mina?”

“I was just thinking ‘I love how you wake me up’ but then I thought, ‘Hmm, but then again, is he trying to keep me captive in his bed?’ then I thought, ‘If he keeps makin’ me cum like that, that man can do anything he wants.”

Draco let out a deep belly laugh and hugged her tightly and rolled over so he was on top of her. He had a mischievous glint in his eye. “Oh yes, Miss Mina, you are definitely my captive. And I’m going to do all sorts of deliciously naughty things to you.” He lowered his head and began to suckle at her sensitive nipple. Hermione moan and arched toward him as she wrapped her legs around him, easing him into her deeper.

“Oh Gods…” she gasped, her hips gently thrusting toward him, rubbing her clit against him.

Draco moved to her other nipple, teasing it with teeth, making her hiss with pleasure. “Do you want me to stop, Mina”, he asked, devilishly.

“Oh, please…Please don’t stop…”

“Such a greedy girl…”

Hermione’s body was on fire again and she loved it. He knew her body so well. He knew how to make her feel amazing. She cried out his name as she reached her peak even faster than she expected. Draco looked at Hermione; her eyes were closed and she had a beautiful contented smile on her face. He stroked her cheek and kissed her softly on the lips. She smiled, but didn’t open her eyes.

“Hey Love, are you hungry?” She nodded, still smiling.

“I have breakfast for us. I hope it’s still hot. I wasn’t expecting to get ambushed by a ‘greedy girl’.” Hermione opened her eyes, looked at him, completely appalled.

“I’m just kidding, my love.” He kissed her on the nose and got out of bed to retrieve their breakfast which was still warm, thanks to the domed silver cover. They shared breakfast and spent the day in bed, enjoying movies and each other.

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Draco looked at the empty Fire Whiskey bottle and frowned. It was supposed to make him comfortably numb but thus far, it hadn’t. He retrieved another bottle from the bar, poured himself a glass. Again he winced as the Whiskey burned his throat. He knew that it wouldn’t wash away the memories, he had tried this before but it never hurt to try it again.

‘SHIT! Why did she come here if she was just going to leave me again? What? Wasn’t nearly killing me the first time enough? DAMN!! And people say I’m a Sadistic Fuck!’

Draco sighed and closed his eyes. He could feel that heavy, tightness in his chest again, it had become a dull ache for a while but now, it’s back in force. Just like that morning… And the previous day had started out so good…