Sweet Surrender

And I don\'t understand
by the touch of your hand
I would be the one to fall
Sweet Surrender- Sarah McLachlan

She let out a low moan as his hand brushed over her bare skin. She took his hand and placed it on her bare breast. It was his turn to moan. He loved it when she took charge and showed exa exactly where she wanted to be touched.

The “relationship”, if you could call it that, between them started at the beginning of the year. They had both been appointed the Head Girl and Head Boy position. They had to spend a lot of time completing their duties together. They would sometimes make conversation to ease the tension between them.

There was no denying there was heat between them. They didn’t know where the heat came from; it must have been the lure of the forbidden. It all started with a single kiss and it lead to his bedroom. She felt stupid afterwards yet she kept going back to him. She wanted something dangerous in her life and it happened to be Draco Malfoy. She wanted to assure herself she wasn’t Hermione Granger the good two shoes that everyone said she was. Even if it meant being fucked by her worse enemy.

His thumb circled her nipple as his lips kissed her neck. She racked her nails down his back as he took her to new heights of pleasure. He kissed his way up to her lips. She gasped into his mouth when his fingers reached her core. His tongue demanded entrance into her mouth. There tongues battled for dominance.

When they finally parted, his lips attacked her nipple. She arched her back and moaned his name. This was too much for her to stand she needed him inside her. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Hermione started to panic; they couldn’t find them like this. She tried to get away from him but he was to strong and was having none of it.

“Hermione? Are you there?” It was Harry. Oh God could things get any worse.

Draco smirked from between her legs and kissed the inside of her thigh.

“Yes...” She said a bit too loud.

“We were going to see the Quidditch game. I was wondering if you were going to come.”

Draco slowly kissed his way up to her thigh until he reached her core. He began to nibble at her clitoris. Hermione bit her lip hard enough to draw blood. “Draco, Stop, Stop”, Hermione pleaded though her body responded to his touch.

“Hermione, did you say something?” Harry asked.

“I’ll be there in a minute. I just need to get ready.” It was taking all her strength for her to sound calm.

“Do you want me to wait for you?”

“No, No, you go ahead. I’ll catch up.”, Hermione moaned in the back of her throat as Draco continued his assault at her pussy.

“Are you okay?” Harry asked concern in his voice.

“Yes!” Hermione screamed as Draco sucked on her juices. “I mean yes I’m fine Harry just go I’ll see you later.”

As soon as she heard footsteps, she pulled Draco up to her. Her lips found his, her tongue running over his bottom lip. He groaned, opening his mouth and allowing her entrance. She secretly enjoyed the taste of herself on his lips.

She ran her hands down his chest until she reached his manhood. She wrapped her fingers around him as he gasped at the sudden touch. She moved her hand up and down, loving the sounds that came from his lips. His eyes fluttered open and he quickly removed her hand. She pulled Draco down and kissed him hungrily; he quickly grabbed her hips and pulled her hips towards his erection. With one quick thrust, he was inside her, Hermione’s eyes widenn sun surprise.

His strokes were slow but deep. He wanted to take his time with Hermione but he was overwhelmed with the need to move faster. He started to speed up, pounding into her, making Hermione cry out each time. She started to move her hips with each one of his thrust, making Draco groan each time.

He grabbed her ass and moved her hips closer to him. She quickly wrapped her legs around his waist. She knew he was close to the edge by the way his thrust became deeper and harder. His hand wandered down to her clitoris, enjoying the sound of her crying out. She pulled him towards her and started to kiss him again.

“Faster Draco.” she muttered against his lips. Draco’s mind went blank, all he could think about was the pleasure he was feeling. He buried his head between her neck, mumbling things Hermione couldn’t understand. He suddenly felt her go rigid beneath him, her nails scratching his back, she screamed out his name in ecstasy. This was all it took for Draco to tumble over the edge with her. He moaned her name before he fell on top of Her.

They lay there panting and breathless. Hermione could feel the sweat of Draco’s back as she caressed it lightly. They stayed that way for a while, Draco still inside Hermione. Draco finally pulled out of her and moved to the side of the bed. Hermione whimpered at the lost of contact.

“I should get going.” Hermione, said, breaking the silence between them.
“Yes, I should be going too.” They dressed in silence. It always ended in silence because what were they going to talk about? There was nothing to say afterwards.

Hermione looked towards Draco direction; she saw that his tie was undone. Hermione hated when things were a mess. She walked towards him and fixed his tie. Draco just stared at her. When Hermione was done, she looked up at Draco.

“Your tie was undone, so I…” Hermione soon found Draco’s lips over hers. The kiss was soft and tender. She had never experienced anything like this with Draco and she never wanted it to end. She let out a low moan from the back of her throat. How she wish they could just go back to bed. Draco slowly pulled back.

“I’ll see you late. Same time, same place?” Hermione could just nod the kiss just left her speechless. He walked away from her and left the room.

Hermione was on cloud nine and later couldn’t happen soon enough.