Love Me for Me.

His lips came crashing down on hers. Their tongue’s fought for dominance. Neither one knew what caused this sudden surge of need, but neither one cared. Raising himself above her, Draco braced his weight on both arms and planted his hands on either side of her head. "Hermione," he started looking into her eyes. "You're a virgin, right?"

Biting her lip, she nodded her head. Although she was inexperienced with men, she'd read enough of her mother's romance novels to know why he's asking. Draco took a deep breathe and continued. "This is going to hurt. Are you sure you want to continue?" He asked, not sure why he cared.

Hermione's eyes widened. Draco Malfoy actually cared? "I'm sure." She replied, nodding her head and running a hand along him face.

Leaning down, he flicked his tongue over her lips, but pulled away before she could kiss him back. She groaned in frustration, making him chuckle softly. Smiling, he swooped back down and captured her lips. Hermione closed her eyes as he parted her lips and slid his hot, silky tongue between them, plunging deep and retreating in a slow, tantalizing rhythm that that made liquid heat pool between her legs. Gradually he deepened the sensual caress until swift, penetrating strokes filled her, causing pressure inside her to build into a throbbing ache of need. A need only Draco Malfoy had the power to satisfy.

“Now Draco,” Hermione demanded in a throaty whisper, her hips already undulating against him in a wanton anticipation. “I want you inside me. Now!”

Draco drew back, his darkening grey eyes capturing her lustful, brown ones. “This is going to change everything,” he told her huskily.

Hermione nodded her head in understanding then ceased all thought as he guided himself to her opening and impaled her in one long, erotically painful stroke. Hermione cried out his name sharply, a single tear rolled down her face. Draco kissed the tear away as he let her adjust to his size. Several seconds passed when Hermione wiggled under him signaling that she was okay. He pulled back out then eased back inside her while leaning closer and burying his head in her neck.

Her hips arched and a sizzling groan poured from her lips when he buried himself inside her to the hilt. Their connection, their joining was absolute, complete and so unerringly whole. "You okay?" he asked, going still to lift his head and glance down at her.

"Yes," she said while her feminine muscles clamped him, clutched and claimed him.

The sensations she felt were almost more than she could bear. A growing tension, one she didn't understand, began to stir within her, right there at her center. And as if she knew exactly what she needed, he began to move, rock into her, thrust back and forth, stroke her with a rhythm that made her entire body quiver, fulfilling all her secret desires, her most wanton needs.

Her climax slammed into her and she screamed his name. She was aware of him driving harder into her, sending her even farther over the edge. She closed her eyes and tightened her muscles around him, milking him and making him groan aloud. She wanted everything she could get from him, determined not to deny herself anything. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she locked him in.

"Hermione!"

Draco screamed out her name while fighting for control. Spasms of ecstasy began tearing through him, and they way her inner muscles were clutching him, draining him, was sending him over into the realms of oblivion right behind her.
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