Seduction

Chapter 5

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Draco woke early and slid out of bed. He loved serving her breakfast in bed. There was just something about spoiling her that made him happy. He worked diligently, clad only in silk pajama pants; he was so focused that he didn’t even notice that she was watching him. When he finally turned around, their eyes met and he smiled. There she stood clad in a thick white bathrobe and a pair of his white sweat socks.

“Close your eyes, Mina.” He walked towards her. Hermione could hear his footfall, feel his closeness. “Keep them closed, no matter what, ok?” She nodded. “We’re gonna play a game.” He kissed ever so softly on the lips.

“Ok…” She said, almost nervously.

“Don’t worry, my sweet, I promise, you’re gonna love it.” He pressed, gently, on her shoulders, easing her to the floor. Hermione could hear him moving around her but she couldn’t identify the sounds. He wasn’t close to her, she longed to touch him but she didn’t move.

She felt him sit down in front of her, and her heart started to race. Hermione felt something rub against her lips.

“Open…”

“Mmmm” It was tart and seedy but fruity. Kiwi, one of her favorites; she smiled. She felt a spoon tapping against her lips, she instinctively opened her mouth. Oh, it was warm and cheesy, and sort of crunchy but sort of smooth. Maybe…Polenta? Next she felt something round poking at her lips. Her tongue darted out to lick it. Draco laughed and pulled it back, just to watch her seek it out with her tongue. She captured his fingers in her mouth and sucked it out of his fingers then bit down.

“Hee Hee!!!” She giggled; he knew how much she loved grape tomatoes. She felt another spoon against her lips; she opened her mouth wide then frowned when it touched her tongue.

“OH YUCK!!!” Cough Potion, no fair… Draco laughed at the faces she was making. She felt another spoon in front of her and she tried to push it away.

“Open…” She gave him pout for a moment then opened her mouth only a small amount.

“Ooo!!” The cool coconut sorbet filled her mouth, making her toes curl. As she savoring the sweet coconut flavor and eagerly accepted another spoonful. He rubbed something round against her lips again. She thought it was another grape tomato and bit it before he could pull it back.

She frowned, “UHHH HOT!! HOT!! HOT!!”

“Sorry sweetheart, you were supposed to attack it like that…” She was whimpering, and rubbing her tongue. He handed her a glass and she began to drink as fast as she could, letting the milk dribble down her chin and onto her breasts. When she finished the milk, she sighed with relief; her mouth was no longer burning. Draco started laughing.

“Nice milk mustache, Love. Now, I want you to stick out your tongue; farther, farther, chin up. Good, right there; now keep it just like that.” He began to drizzle blue agave nectar onto the tongue. At first, Hermione moaned, the sweetness was decadent, she loved it. Then, it was too much; it was getting all over her. He squeezed it onto her thighs and began to rub it in. “Open your robe.” His voice was filled with lust. He squeezed nectar onto her belly and into her soft folds. His fingers worked it into her, making her gasp. He drizzled nectar on her nipples and sat back.

“I’m gonna enjoy licking you clean.” She whimpered and laid back onto the floor. He started with her nipples, licking and sucking her breasts, paying special attention to her nectar coated nipples. Hermione moaned and writhed as Draco took extra care as licked away layers of blue agave nectar from her thighs until he reached her apex. He could see her body glistening with perspiration, her breathing was heavy. He smiled at her as he flicked her clit with finger. Hermione gasped and arched toward him.

“Oh God…” She whispered…

“Not God, Love, Just Draco…” he smirked. He began to clean her pussy with long, slow strokes. His tongue sought out the sweetness her pussy was concealing; sending her to new heights in pleasure. When his tongue sunk into her pussy, lapping at her sweetness, Hermione cried out his name, her body was trembling; she begged him for more. He slid one, two then three fingers into her pussy as he sucked clit. He felt her walls tighten around his fingers; she gasped and arched her back as her body shook violently. Draco’s face was drenched with her girl juices. He lapped at her pussy, greedily, not wanting to waste a drop of her sweetness. Hermione whimpered as her breathing began to slow. Draco slinked up her body, capturing her in a bruising kiss and entered her hard. Her cry was only stifled by his mouth. He ached for her, he needed her. Draco thrust into Hermione hard. He looked deep into her eyes; they were filled with raw passion. She dug her nails into his back as she felt another orgasm building.

“Oh Yes... Don’t Stop… Please don’t stop… Harder! Oh Gods! Yes!! Oh Yes!!”

Draco couldn’t hold back any longer. With one more deep thrust, he clenched his teeth, trying to stifle a yell, and filled her with his hot love. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, breathing heavily. Hermione held him, tightly, and did her best to hold back her tears from her cathartic orgasm. She felt his warm lips on his neck, sending waves of pleasure through her body. He looked into her eyes and smiled before he captured her mouth in a possessive kiss. Hermione whimpered as she ran her fingers through his hair.
His mouth tasted like nectar and…her pussy. She giggled and began blush as she pulled away, hiding her face.

“I’m never gonna be able to have blue agave nectar again, thanks to you.” He smiled and liked her lips slowly.

“On the contrary, Love, every time that sweet nectar caresses your tongue, you’ll remember this.” Draco ran his tongue along the curve of her ear. “You’ll remember me sucking the thick, sticky sweetness from your nipples. You’ll remember my lips suck the sugary goodness from your clit.” Hermione began to gently rub her clit against him, trying to suppress her growing arousal. “You’ll remember me licking your pussy, long and slow. You’ll remember me sucking your clit as a fucked your sweet pussy with my fingers until you came all over my face.”

“Draco…” She said, breathily. She couldn’t believe that he could get her so hot just by talking her.

“Come on, Love, let’s go take a shower then we’ll have some breakfast.”

They showered together, Draco took great pleasure in bringing her to yet another orgasm, she collapsed into his arms, trembling.

“I’ve got you, Love.” He kissed her, tenderly. He wrapped her in a towel and carried her to their bedroom. He gently dried her and placed her in the bed, pulling the covers over her legs. “I’m going to get your breakfast.”

“Draco…” Her voice was soft; she had a dreamy look in her eyes, her head was resting against the pillow which was propped against the headboard.

“Hmm?” He turned to look at her when he reached to door.

“Why are you taking care of me like this?” He smiled.

“Because you’re mine.”

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Draco threw his glass into the fireplace.

‘What did I do wrong? I don’t fucking get it. I thought I did everything right. I tried to make her happy. I thought she was as happy as I was.

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They had breakfast in bed together, sharing a spinach and feta cheese omelet, fresh fruit and multigrain toast. Hermione sipped her tea and smiled at him.

“I was planning to go to Valencia for the day, to take some photos. Would you like to come with me?”

“I’d love to, my sweet, but I have a few errands that I need to take care of today. You go, have a good time and we’ll have dinner together later, ok?” She tried not to look disappointed, she knew it was selfish of her to want to completely monopolize his time, but she couldn’t help being disappointed. Draco looked at her; he could see ‘that look’ and he hated to be the one that disappointed her but in this case, it had to be done. He got out of bed and levitated the tray to the dresser. He moved to her side of the bed and sat across from her.

“Don’t give me that sweet pouty look, Mina. I promise I won’t be long. You won’t even miss me.”

Hermione leaned in and kissed him. “I always miss you when we’re not together.” Draco had to suppress the unexpected shiver that ran down his back at her words. He pulled her to him, deepening their kiss, savoring the sweetness of her mouth. His heart was pounding in his ears. No woman had ever made him feel like this before. Hermione moaned softly as she leaned into him and began to caress his chest. Draco pulled back slowly, kissing her softly.

“Come on, Love, let’s finish up so you can get ready.”

“Are you going to keep me company while I get dressed?” She smiled hopefully.

“Not this time, Love, I have to meet someone in about 30 minutes so I’m going to get ready in the guest room while you get ready in here.” Hermione looked down, trying to hide the disappointed look on her face. Draco lifted her chin with his finger so she would at him. “Mina, it’s not that I don’t want to keep you company, it’s that I can’t.” He buried his fingers in her hair; he could feel her settle into his touch. “Love, I don’t know if I have the will-power to watch you rub my favorite lotion all over your sexy body and not attack you.” She giggled and blushed. “If I had a choice, I would spend all day here, in this bed, with you, everyday. But today, we can’t.”

Hermione nodded and smiled.

“Can you meet me for lunch?”

“I will be finished around 3pm so why don’t we have an early dinner together, instead?” She nodded, happily. “Ok, my sweet, get your sexy bum moving so I can get ready too.” He pulled the covers off of her legs; Hermione leaned forward to kiss him, letting on leg dangle off of the bed. Draco gave her a peck on the lips then pulled away, and gave her a wicked smile; she knew he was going to do something deliciously naughty. He pushed her back against the pillows and buried his face between her thighs. He lapped at her warm, moist center quickly; spreading her delicate folds, sucking at her clit as he slid his fingers in and out of her hungry pussy. Hermione moaned, holding his head in place, thrusting her pussy towards his mouth. Her body began to tremble.

“Oh Gods…” She whispered. She was so close; her eyes were closed tight waiting for her blissful release.

Then Draco pulled away and looked at her. Hermione’s face was flushed, her legs were spread; she looked so wanton and he loved it. She opened her eyes, the look of lust and desperation written all over her face. He said nothing, he simply smiled at her and licking his lips. Draco expected her to beg him to continue, but she didn’t. Instead, she looked into his eyes, smiled devilishly as she brought her fingers to her mouth, sucking on them slowly. She ran her hand down her body and began to tease her clit. His mouth was dry as he watched her. She pinched her nipple and closed her eyes when two then three fingers began to thrust into her pussy. She moaned softly as she felt that familiar tightness again. She opened her eyes and looked at Draco as she worked her pussy. He was fisting his cock as he watched her with hungry eyes. Hermione pressed against her g-spot as she flicked her clit making her both tremble.

She looked into Draco’s eyes, “I wanna suck your cock, now.”
He moved to the head of the bed and knelt next to her head. Draco couldn’t stifle his moan as Hermione took him deep into her throat. She sucked at him, greedily, as she worked her pussy.

Draco felt himself losing control; he grabbed the headboard as his muscles tightened.

“Mina!!” He came hard and she swallowed every drop. He looked her, with a smug smile on her face. She knew she had gotten him and he wasn’t going to let that go. Hermione was still toying with her pussy, keeping herself on the brink. He could tell that it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge. He looked into her eyes as he began to massage her clit. Hermione gasped and began to thrust her fingers faster until she cried out, her entire body was on fire, her pussy was pulsing as she felt her juices coat her hand. Draco leaned down and kissed her.

“I got you.” She said, slyly.

“And I got you, too.” He kissed her again. “And now I only have 15 minutes to get ready for my meeting, greedy girl.” She smiled then gave him a mock surprised face.

“Me? Greedy? You’re the one that attacked me when I was trying to get out of bed. Don’t tease, Lover…” She said, smugly and got out of bed. Draco reached to pinch her bum but she ran so she was out of his reach.

“Cheeky little thing…” He shook his head, then gathered his clothes and headed to the guest room to get dressed. He summoned on of the Wesley, the house-elf, and asked to tell Jacob that he was going to be a few minutes late and that their meeting would be in the study.

After showering and dressing, he went to check on Hermione; he didn’t want her to look for him in the study. When he walked into the bedroom suite, he found her putting her hair in a ponytail in the washroom. She was dressed in a red sundress and thong sandals.

“You know you look like a fourth year when you have your hair like that.” She made a face at him. “Are you ready to go?”

“In a few minutes, why?”

“I’m going into my meeting and I wanted to see you before it started.” He walked over to her and touched her cheek gently. “I’m gonna miss you, my beautiful girl.” Before she could say anything, Draco brought his mouth to hers, giving her the most loving; tender kiss. “I’ll see you when you get back. Have a good time and be safe. I’ll see you later.”

Hermione could only nod. The kiss had taken her breath away. She watched him walk away and felt her heart flutter. She took a deep breath and let it out then began to pack up her rucksack with her muggle camera, her mobile phone, her wallet, sunscreen, a book and a sweater. She made her way to the port-key location and she was off for the day. Draco watched her leave from the window.

“Thank you for waiting, Jacob, I do appreciate it.”

“Not a problem, Draco, I’ve always liked it out here, although I have to say, I was very surprised to receive your owl. The last time we spoke, you were quite adamant that you would never need my services in this capacity.”

“Yes, well, things have changed. Did you bring what I requested?”

“Of course, there are several selections for you to look at. If none are to your liking, we can discuss alternatives.” Draco simply nodded.

After a few hours with Jacob, decisions were made and he was on his way. Draco looked at the clock; Hermione would be back in about two hours, which gave him very little time to complete his tasks. He picked up his list and apparated away.

Hermione returned to the villa around 5 pm, she had a few shopping bags to put away so she headed to the bedroom before looking for Draco. She took a quick shower and when she came out, much to her surprise, she found a box tied up with a red velvet bow on her side of the bed. She opened it to find a white silk slip dress that buttoned down the front. She opened the card.

My beautiful girl,
This is going to be
an evening that we’ll
never forget. Please put this
on and meet me on the lanai.
Yours, Draco

She couldn’t help but squeal, quietly. She had never been spoiled like this; it was a very heady feeling. Hermione took her time preparing for their special evening; smoothing on his favorite scented body lotion, and her new white lacy thong knickers. After putting on the Abalone earrings and necklace he had bought for her, she stood in front of the full length mirror, examining her body. She smiled, approving of what she saw. Hermione worked curl softening potion through her hair then combed it with her fingers, her hair fell into delicate ringlets. She applied a light amount of mascara and pink lip gloss then reached for her dress. The silk felt like cool, soft decadence against her skin. She smoothed the fabric as eh moved toward the mirror. When she looked up, she smiled as she felt her nipples harden.

‘I look sexy, really sexy.’ It had taken her a very long time to accept her body; being with Draco, she was learning how to love her body. She walked over to the closet and tried to decide on a pair of shoes. After a few moments of contemplation, she stared at her French manicured toes and decided not to cover them with shoes.

Hermione walked out onto the lanai and was greeted by thousands of beautiful flowers. There were twinkling lights everywhere. She wandered around, in awe, taking in the scenery. She never saw him watching her. He had been watching her from the moment she walked into the house. He couldn’t help himself, he wanted to see her reaction to the dress and he loved watching her when she didn’t know he was watching. She had this child-like wonder that she hid from others that was absolutely adorable. The combination of vixen and innocent was just too addicting for words.

“Draco? Draco, are you here?” He could hear the nervousness in her voice. He walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. Hermione relaxed against him, closing her eyes.

“Were you worried about me, Love?” He began to gently rub her stomach. She turned around in his arms.

“I’ve missed you.” She stood on her tip-toes and pulled him into a deep, soulful kiss. Draco moaned, pulling her close and letting his hands caress her body over the silk. He loved how well her body fit against his. He could kiss her forever but now was not the time; he had other plans, first.

“I missed you, too, my sweet. Now, come with me, I have a few surprises for you.”

Draco walked her to the table that was set with beautiful china and fine crystal. He pulled out her chair for her then sat down next to her. He rang a bell and a well dressed man and woman brought out the first course. Hermione smiled at Draco, he knew that she wasn’t completely comfortable with being served by house-elves; this was just a little detail that would make her more comfortable. They shared large shrimp cocktail and Hermione told him all about her day in Valencia. The servers cleared the table then brought out a steaming bowl of pasta and began to serve them.

“It smells delicious.” She said to the woman who was serving her. The woman looked at Draco, who nodded his head, giving her permission to speak.

“I would love to take credit for this lovely meal, but I cannot. Mr. Malfoy did all of the preparations, we merely did the shopping and the serving for him. Enjoy your evening.”

Hermione looked at Draco with a completely shocked look on her face. He blushed, sheepishly and wondered what it was about this woman that made him blush like this.

“What? It’s not like you didn’t know I could cook.” He tried to sound gruff and stoic but all of that melted away when he felt her soft hand against his cheek and her lips touch his.

“You are an incredibly wonderful, talented, giving man. Thank you for bring so much joy into my life.” Draco felt the warmth of her words penetrate his very soul as she rested for forehead against his. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears; she really knew what to say to make swoon like a wide eyed schoolboy.

“Here, close your eyes and taste. Tell me what you think of it, honestly.” Draco fed her a forkful of the pasta with the creamy sauce. Hermione couldn’t stop herself from moaning when she tasted the savory sauce. She licked her lips, savoring the decadent cheesy flavor then slowly opened her eyes and smiled at him.

“What do you think, Love? Do you like it?” Hermione nodded, she could feel her cheeks growing warm. “Mina, you’re blushing; why are you blushing?”

“The sauce… it reminds me of you.” She blushed and bit her bottom lips as she looked at him; a devilish twinkle in her eye.

“What? What do you mean it reminds you of me?”

Hermione licked her lips slowly and looked into his eyes. “It’s like you…Salty, tangy, almost smoky tasting and completely addiction. I love the way it caresses my taste buds.”
This time it was Draco’s turn to blush. He tried to turn away, to conceal his embarrassment, but it didn’t work. There was no hiding it.

“Woman, do you possess an ‘edit buffer’ or does everything that comes into your mind come out of your mouth?”

She smiled at him, almost smugly, “You did ask me what I thought, so I told you. You’re the one that made a sauce that sinfully delicious, that also makes me think about how much I love tasting you.” Draco groaned but he was also smiling. She was too much, she had him wrapped around her little finger and she knew it.

“You’re a cheeky little bugger, Miss Mina.” He pulled her to him and kissed her deeply.

“I know, and you love it.” Draco rolled his eyes.

They had a lovely dinner together then moved to poolside to have dessert. Draco thanked the servers and dismissed them for the evening after handing each of them an envelope. The woman opened hers as she was walking away from them; she stopped suddenly and turned to look at Draco.

“Thank you for your help, Trina. Have a nice evening.” He nodded and smiled at her.

“Thank you…Thank you so much, Mr. Malfoy. You…You and Miss Mina have a nice evening, too. Again, thank you so much.”

Hermione looked at Draco, almost suspiciously. “Draco, what did you do?” He shrugged and leaned in to give her a kiss but she pulled away; giving him the look that said she wanted an answer. He sighed.

“I paid them both for helping me with all of this, that’s all.”

“How much did you pay them?” She knew she shouldn’t ask but it was too late now.

“Um, well, I was rushing and I’m not so sure what the exchange rate is now, I think it was, um, $2000 pounds.”

Hermione began to cough. “What? Don’t you think that’s a bit…too generous?”

“Do you like all of this?”

“Yes.” She blushed.

“Then it was worth it, you’re worth it.” He kissed her, softly, on the lips. “Would you like to have some dessert now?”

“Yes, please.”

He offered her a spoonful of the beautiful dessert that was sitting before them. Hermione closed her eyes, savoring the sweet, creamy confection.

“Draco, that’s amazing. What is it? And can I have more.” He smiled, proudly.

“It’s called Zuppa Ingelese, it’s kind of like a trifle.” She slid the dessert cup out of his hand and dug into the dessert. “I’m glad you like it.” Hermione simply nodded and continued to attack the dessert. “Hey! Aren’t you going to share?”

“Nope, if you’re nice, I won’t eat the unguarded one that’s sitting on the table.” She grinned.

He couldn’t help but laugh, she was so silly and he loved it. They finished their desserts and cuddled on the oversized chaise lounge by the pool, chatting and sipping a nicely aged port. Draco kissed Hermione’s head and gave her a gentle squeeze. She looked at him and smiled.

“I have one more surprise for you, Mina.” Hermione sat up and looked at him. “I came here thinking that this was going to be just a simple, boring vacation. I never expected to have my life changed so completely in one night. Thank you for bringing me so much joy, and laughter.” He handed her a small velvet box; Hermione took it with shaky hands. She looked from him to the box and back to him.

“Draco?”

“Just open it, Love.” Very slowly, she opened the box and gasped. She ran her fingers along the curves along the edges of the silver and gold Movado watch. Tears began to run down her cheeks. Draco took the watch out of the box for her and placed it in her hand. “Look, Love, it’s magically inscribed.” He took out his wand and tapped the watch face, revealing the words.

‘Until the ends of time…’ he turned the watch over, ‘I am yours and you are mine.’

She looked at him; she couldn’t hold back her tears as he placed it onto her wrist. Hermione felt his warm, soft lips against hers and she felt her resolve disappear as she melted into his arms.

“Tonight is for you, My Love,” was all he said, before scooping her up into her arms and carrying her into their bedroom suite. He set her down next to the bed while he sat on the edge and unbuttoned her dress. He slid it off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

“You are so beautiful, Hermione.” She tried to put up her hand to stop him from saying her name but he merely kissed her fingers. “That’s who you are, my Hermione. I don’t care what you want to call yourself; you will always be my Hermione.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her lovingly as his hands explored her body. Draco could feel her hot tears on his cheeks. They made love for the very first time. He felt their souls become one for the very first time. It took his breath away. When they climaxed together, they held each other as tightly as they could, trying to make the moment last forever. Draco kissed her gently on the lips as he wiped her tears; her body was trembling, her breathing was labored.

“I love you, Hermione” he whispered. She said nothing; she simply clung to him and wept. He didn’t care that she hadn’t said it back to him. He could feel her love for him and that was all that mattered at the moment. It was the happiest moment of his life.

He woke the next morning and she was gone. He hired the best investigators in Europe to find her but to no avail. After six months, Blaise and Pansy finally intervened.

“Draco, she’s not ready to be found, you know that. Maybe she just needs time, Mate.”

“Yes, until she’s ready, you need to focus your energy on something else or you’re going to drive yourself mad.”

That’s when the idea of the restaurant was born. ‘Mina’, the restaurant, was inspired by their time in Ibiza. He even based the color scheme on photos that she had left behind. The restaurant logo was a silhouette of her with the sunset behind her. He missed her, that hadn’t stopped but the restaurant helped to keep him busy.

When Pansy told him that she was back in town, he didn’t know how to react. He missed her and a part of him was still hurt by her leaving him. If it wasn’t for Pansy, he wouldn’t have even considered speaking to her.

“Draco, from what you’ve told us, she’s not the same person now that she was when with you in Ibiza. I don’t know what’s changed but something has. Give her a chance, Draco, you wouldn’t have done all of this if you didn’t still…love her.” He was going to argue with her but he knew he couldn’t. And now here he sat with a second bottle of Fire Whiskey emptied and still feeling miserable. ‘Love wasn’t supposed to hurt this much, was it?’ The tears stung his face as he wiped his eyes.