A Maid in the Devil's Manor
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Impatience has its Virtues Too
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Chapter 45 ~ Impatience has its Virtues Too
Severus looked down at the small witch buckling beneath him, deriving pleasure from her desperate motions and her whispered pleadings. This was what he had been missing at the brothel…the passion, the lust and the honest need of a woman. Hermione was beautiful in her urgency, her amber eyes burning up at him, her hair damp and swirled around her head in a tangle.
“You are delicious, Hermione.” He breathed down at her, “In more ways then one.”
“Less talk, more fuck,” she breathed back up at him impatiently, making him chuckle as he hitched his cock against her, the thick head pressing against her pussy but not entering, making her groan at his teasing.
“You are a wanton little witch. And what a mouth,” he said, rubbing his cock up and down against her wetness, over her clit, making her cry out an obscenity at him, as she writhed in need. The swollen head of his tool glistened with her juices as he savored her wanting him so badly.
“You are a fucking tease, Severus Snape. Still a cruel bastard!” Hermione cried out in frustration. His black eyes glittered at her comment. He felt the familiar darkness coming down on him as her nude body arched up toward him hungrily. She didn’t know how cruel he could be.
Suddenly, Hermione said in a cold voice, “Get off of me.”
Severus looked down at her in shock. Her amber eyes were hard. The darkness rolled back.
“Hermione? What…?” he asked her, wondering what happened.
“Severus, get off me…right now!” Hermione said angrily.
Perplexed, Severus complied and rolled off her body. He lay there facing her, at a complete loss.
Hermione sat up on her elbows, frowning at him.
“After all this time going without, I don’t have the patience for your macho wizard “beg for it” shit,” she said, “I’m fucking horny, Severus”
Then Hermione lunged for him, catching the Potions Master by surprise and rolling him on to his back. She was a quick little minx. Hermione then climbed over his body and straddled his thighs, her wet center catching his cock between their bodies.
Severus lay on his back, looking up at her, realizing what she intended to do. He could have thrown her off easily, but…why?
Hermione raised her body up and grasped Severus by his cock firmly, making the wizard gasp as she held it erect and positioned herself over it. Then she lowered herself on him, moaning and hissing as her pussy stretched to receive and accommodate his size. Severus groaned as his cock slid into her tight, wet heat, and his pale hands gripped her waist automatically as he looked up at her.
Oh gods your cock feels so good,” Hermione groaned as she raised herself, sliding up the long shaft then dropped down on his cock full weight, plunging him deep inside her, gasping as she ground down on him as hard as she could. She threw her head back rolling her hips, then threw it forward, her hair falling in her face as she stared hungrily into his eyes and gripped his shoulder for leverage. She looked like a wild woman. Hermione began to fuck him hard, rising and falling on his long cock and screeching, rocking Severus’ body with the force of her motions.
The Potions Master was in ecstasy as the beautiful witch took her pleasure of him, her body and breast bouncing, his cock being buried in that sweet, sweet sleeve over and over, her juices bathing him, pooling around his base, as he plowed through her. He hit bottom again and again, beginning to help her, lifting her and pulling her down on his cock, a grimace of pleasure locked on his face as Hermione fucked him. Her eyes were closed in concentration as she tried to impale every part of herself on his hard flesh, her voice rising as her delight grew. Yes, she could take a hard fucking, and this was the best she could ever remember. Severus began to thrust upward, deepening his penetration, and she cried out as he plunged so deep she shifted inside, and began to shudder, on the edge of release. Severus felt her body growing hotter under his hands and sped up, bouncing her body up and down on his cock and grunting with his efforts. She tightened around him, calling his name over and over as he stroked her faster and faster, trembling beneath his hands.
“Come for me, Hermione,” Severus breathed, forcing himself as deep as he could go in this position. Then he pulled her down so she laid on top of his body, wrapped his arms around her back, locked his mouth to hers and started pistoning in and out of her pussy, holding her tightly in place. He buried his cock in the witch to the hilt, swallowing her screams as he turned on the power. Hermione was lost, Severus’ plunging cock tearing into her, his tongue mimicking his thrusts, and it was all sensation and surrender as she gave herself over to the wizard, her body, her mind becoming his. There was nothing else to do but receive him, feeling the pounding of his heart against her own as he pinned her body to his tightly, his cock surging between her thighs. He let loose of her mouth, his breath hot against her ear.
“Stay with me, Hermione,” Severus gasped as he fucked her, shoving his cock as deep as he could, making her buckle. “Say you’ll stay with me.”
Hermione couldn’t handle both his passionate plea and his plunging cock, and suddenly exploded, screaming his name in pleasure as her pussy clamped down on Severus’ cock with a great pulsing pressure, releasing a rolling liquid heat that made the Potions Master howl and try to drive himself through the gasping, screaming, witch as she orgasmed.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Hermione, gods…shit!” he gasped as she washed over him, soaking his pelvis with her release, shuddering powerfully in his arms, her voice dropping to whimpers as he stroked her through her climax. Severus felt himself starting to tighten and gritted his teeth against the pleasurable pressure of his building release as he plunged into her, determined to get every bit of her beautiful, trembling body before he blew. Finally he couldn’t hold back any longer and rammed his cock into Hermione as far as he could, eliciting a howl from her as he blasted her full of come, his eyes rolling back into his head, every vein in his neck bulging as he groaned loud and long. He clutched her so hard he almost crushed her as his pulsing release poured into her softness. The Potions Master eased his hold on Hermione and bucked his hips as his release slowed, his pulsing cock winding down, softening inside her, giving her his last throbbing trickles of come.
They lay there, panting against each other, Severus holding Hermione to his chest, still embedded inside her heat, kissing the perspiration from her brow, and letting out a luxurious growl of satisfaction. Hermione lifted her head, turned her face toward him and gave him the sweetest kiss he could ever remember, a slow, tender, gentle invasion of his mouth, punctuated by a light quaking as her body returned to normal.
“That was sooo good, Severus,” she breathed, smiling at him lazily.
“Will you stay with me, Hermione?” he asked her, caressing her hair gently and looking into her sated amber eyes.
“For a little while, Severus,” she whispered.
“How long is ‘a little while’?” he responded, his brow furrowed.
“Until one of us gets tired of the other,” she said, snuggling against him.
The Potions Master smiled to himself. Hermione was going to be at the Manor a long, long time.
He looked at her, her amber eyes closed and her breathing evening out. Let her sleep for now. Technically, she had taken him…he hadn’t yet taken her though he fucked her to her satisfaction. He’d rectify that in a little while. He closed his eyes and relaxed, marveling over the witch’s ardor. Hermione was a real gift on many levels. He had no idea when he bumped into her in that apocathery, that it would end like this, with the beautiful witch sleeping in his arms after riding his cock into the home stretch like a champion jockey. She was a good lover. A damn good lover. Passionate, driven and a bit selfish, just as he was. He couldn’t wait to get back inside her. Severus kissed her temple, and she gave a little sigh. He then closed his eyes, drifting into a light, satisfied doze.
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A/N: mmm. Hermione, you go for yours, girl. lol Please review.
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Chapter 45 ~ Impatience has its Virtues Too
Severus looked down at the small witch buckling beneath him, deriving pleasure from her desperate motions and her whispered pleadings. This was what he had been missing at the brothel…the passion, the lust and the honest need of a woman. Hermione was beautiful in her urgency, her amber eyes burning up at him, her hair damp and swirled around her head in a tangle.
“You are delicious, Hermione.” He breathed down at her, “In more ways then one.”
“Less talk, more fuck,” she breathed back up at him impatiently, making him chuckle as he hitched his cock against her, the thick head pressing against her pussy but not entering, making her groan at his teasing.
“You are a wanton little witch. And what a mouth,” he said, rubbing his cock up and down against her wetness, over her clit, making her cry out an obscenity at him, as she writhed in need. The swollen head of his tool glistened with her juices as he savored her wanting him so badly.
“You are a fucking tease, Severus Snape. Still a cruel bastard!” Hermione cried out in frustration. His black eyes glittered at her comment. He felt the familiar darkness coming down on him as her nude body arched up toward him hungrily. She didn’t know how cruel he could be.
Suddenly, Hermione said in a cold voice, “Get off of me.”
Severus looked down at her in shock. Her amber eyes were hard. The darkness rolled back.
“Hermione? What…?” he asked her, wondering what happened.
“Severus, get off me…right now!” Hermione said angrily.
Perplexed, Severus complied and rolled off her body. He lay there facing her, at a complete loss.
Hermione sat up on her elbows, frowning at him.
“After all this time going without, I don’t have the patience for your macho wizard “beg for it” shit,” she said, “I’m fucking horny, Severus”
Then Hermione lunged for him, catching the Potions Master by surprise and rolling him on to his back. She was a quick little minx. Hermione then climbed over his body and straddled his thighs, her wet center catching his cock between their bodies.
Severus lay on his back, looking up at her, realizing what she intended to do. He could have thrown her off easily, but…why?
Hermione raised her body up and grasped Severus by his cock firmly, making the wizard gasp as she held it erect and positioned herself over it. Then she lowered herself on him, moaning and hissing as her pussy stretched to receive and accommodate his size. Severus groaned as his cock slid into her tight, wet heat, and his pale hands gripped her waist automatically as he looked up at her.
Oh gods your cock feels so good,” Hermione groaned as she raised herself, sliding up the long shaft then dropped down on his cock full weight, plunging him deep inside her, gasping as she ground down on him as hard as she could. She threw her head back rolling her hips, then threw it forward, her hair falling in her face as she stared hungrily into his eyes and gripped his shoulder for leverage. She looked like a wild woman. Hermione began to fuck him hard, rising and falling on his long cock and screeching, rocking Severus’ body with the force of her motions.
The Potions Master was in ecstasy as the beautiful witch took her pleasure of him, her body and breast bouncing, his cock being buried in that sweet, sweet sleeve over and over, her juices bathing him, pooling around his base, as he plowed through her. He hit bottom again and again, beginning to help her, lifting her and pulling her down on his cock, a grimace of pleasure locked on his face as Hermione fucked him. Her eyes were closed in concentration as she tried to impale every part of herself on his hard flesh, her voice rising as her delight grew. Yes, she could take a hard fucking, and this was the best she could ever remember. Severus began to thrust upward, deepening his penetration, and she cried out as he plunged so deep she shifted inside, and began to shudder, on the edge of release. Severus felt her body growing hotter under his hands and sped up, bouncing her body up and down on his cock and grunting with his efforts. She tightened around him, calling his name over and over as he stroked her faster and faster, trembling beneath his hands.
“Come for me, Hermione,” Severus breathed, forcing himself as deep as he could go in this position. Then he pulled her down so she laid on top of his body, wrapped his arms around her back, locked his mouth to hers and started pistoning in and out of her pussy, holding her tightly in place. He buried his cock in the witch to the hilt, swallowing her screams as he turned on the power. Hermione was lost, Severus’ plunging cock tearing into her, his tongue mimicking his thrusts, and it was all sensation and surrender as she gave herself over to the wizard, her body, her mind becoming his. There was nothing else to do but receive him, feeling the pounding of his heart against her own as he pinned her body to his tightly, his cock surging between her thighs. He let loose of her mouth, his breath hot against her ear.
“Stay with me, Hermione,” Severus gasped as he fucked her, shoving his cock as deep as he could, making her buckle. “Say you’ll stay with me.”
Hermione couldn’t handle both his passionate plea and his plunging cock, and suddenly exploded, screaming his name in pleasure as her pussy clamped down on Severus’ cock with a great pulsing pressure, releasing a rolling liquid heat that made the Potions Master howl and try to drive himself through the gasping, screaming, witch as she orgasmed.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Hermione, gods…shit!” he gasped as she washed over him, soaking his pelvis with her release, shuddering powerfully in his arms, her voice dropping to whimpers as he stroked her through her climax. Severus felt himself starting to tighten and gritted his teeth against the pleasurable pressure of his building release as he plunged into her, determined to get every bit of her beautiful, trembling body before he blew. Finally he couldn’t hold back any longer and rammed his cock into Hermione as far as he could, eliciting a howl from her as he blasted her full of come, his eyes rolling back into his head, every vein in his neck bulging as he groaned loud and long. He clutched her so hard he almost crushed her as his pulsing release poured into her softness. The Potions Master eased his hold on Hermione and bucked his hips as his release slowed, his pulsing cock winding down, softening inside her, giving her his last throbbing trickles of come.
They lay there, panting against each other, Severus holding Hermione to his chest, still embedded inside her heat, kissing the perspiration from her brow, and letting out a luxurious growl of satisfaction. Hermione lifted her head, turned her face toward him and gave him the sweetest kiss he could ever remember, a slow, tender, gentle invasion of his mouth, punctuated by a light quaking as her body returned to normal.
“That was sooo good, Severus,” she breathed, smiling at him lazily.
“Will you stay with me, Hermione?” he asked her, caressing her hair gently and looking into her sated amber eyes.
“For a little while, Severus,” she whispered.
“How long is ‘a little while’?” he responded, his brow furrowed.
“Until one of us gets tired of the other,” she said, snuggling against him.
The Potions Master smiled to himself. Hermione was going to be at the Manor a long, long time.
He looked at her, her amber eyes closed and her breathing evening out. Let her sleep for now. Technically, she had taken him…he hadn’t yet taken her though he fucked her to her satisfaction. He’d rectify that in a little while. He closed his eyes and relaxed, marveling over the witch’s ardor. Hermione was a real gift on many levels. He had no idea when he bumped into her in that apocathery, that it would end like this, with the beautiful witch sleeping in his arms after riding his cock into the home stretch like a champion jockey. She was a good lover. A damn good lover. Passionate, driven and a bit selfish, just as he was. He couldn’t wait to get back inside her. Severus kissed her temple, and she gave a little sigh. He then closed his eyes, drifting into a light, satisfied doze.
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A/N: mmm. Hermione, you go for yours, girl. lol Please review.