Unfinished Business

Unfinished Business
LadyBlueEyes

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Hermione heard the door to the conference room click shut and raised her head to see who had closed it. Leaning back against the door jamb, legs crossed at the ankles and arms folded across his chest was her colleague and rival, Draco Malfoy. The gleam in his eyes caused her breath to hitch. He was dressed all in black. Black pants, black button down shirt, black shoes. On others the dark color would take over and hide the person. On Draco they merely complimented him, making his looks that much more striking.

She stood at the opposite end of the long oval table. Her shirt sleeves were rolled up, her shoes kicked off as she had just presented a two hour report on the latest appeals to combine muggle technology with wizarding ideals and her aching feet were begging her not to wear the four-inch Jimmy Choos a moment longer. She stared at Draco, unaware that her breathing had changed but feeling as she always did that the air around them was charged with a powerful energy.

He didn't move from his position against the door when he spoke. "Well done on your presentation, Granger. You had my father and the rest of the investors practically drooling in anticipation with the money to be made from your brilliant ideas." His tone was cordial, as it ever was when he spoke to her, but yet there was something just under the surface that made her wonder if he ever thought of her the way she thought of him. Naked. In bed. Out of bed. Anywhere, really, so long as he would fill the aching need she seemed to feel constantly.

"A compliment, Malfoy? And here I thought the last three years you hated the fact that Daddy Dearest had put me on the payroll." She tried sounding snide but he gave her a deep smile that made her knees feel weak. Reaching out as casually as she could manage, Hermione placed both hands flat on top of the table to keep herself up right. The gleam in his eyes turned heated.

"Tsk, tsk. You know quite well you are the brightest witch Hogwarts has ever seen, Your story and your accomplishments have been touted in every wizarding community and a few muggle ones, too. You don't need me to sing your praises, and you know Father only works with the best. But all of that is neither here not there. No, Granger," he said, pushing himself off the door and slowly walking towards her. The grin that had been playing on his lips turned into a full on smirk, the one that made her panties wet every time she saw it, "there is definitely some unfinished business between us and I fully intend on correcting that as soon as possible."

"I...what do you mean? Why not just send me a memo or Floo call me or...or...," The closer he got the more her brain just refused to form coherent thought. His eyes were blue with a hint of silver and they kept her mesmerized. He stopped behind her so that she cold no longer look in his eyes, but the heat from his body radiated onto hers.

"I don't believe our business is finishable by memo, nor is it quite as much fun with a Floo." The last was whispered close in her ear causing a shiver of anticipation and nerves to shoot down her spine. He placed his hands on her waist and she resisted the urge to lean back and rub up against him. Barely.

"No, Granger, I do believe this sort of thing,"he said as he nipped at the sensitive spot below her ear and his hands slid down her thighs, slowly bunching up her skirt, "is best handled in person."

"Malfoy, what are you doing?" she whispered even as she turned in his arms, forcing him to let go of her skirt but keep his hands at her waist.

"I'm doing what your eyes have been begging me to do for months now." Warm honey eyes clashed with icy blue and he watched as her breath hitched. Watched her full lips form a soundless 'O' and wondered how they'd feel underneath his own.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Hermione winced. Her intention was to sound calm but instead it came out breathy. He grinned at her, letting her know that he knew the affect he was having on her. His grip on her tightened.

"You do. Even my father has noticed."

Her eyes widened a fraction and to Draco's mind she turned a delectable shade of red. She tried to step backwards but bumped into the conference table. Draco stepped forward and placed his hands on the table behind her, effectively boxing her in.

Oh, sweet Merlin, had she been that obvious? Hermione thought she had done fairly well in hiding her lustful attraction for the boss's son. Taking a breath she tried to calm her erratic pulse and placed a hand on Draco's chest. God, he was as handsome as the devil and twice as smart, but she had no wish to mix business with pleasure. And by the look in Draco's eyes there would definitely be plenty of pleasure.

"Draco, we can't do this." But she didn't push him away as she had intended to do.

"We can." He said as he lowered his mouth to kiss her throat, "We will." He smiled into her neck as she let out a soft gasp. She tasted of vanilla with a hint of some unnamed feminine spice and suddenly he had to taste her mouth.

Wrapping his arms around her, he dragged her close and before she could let out a protest slammed his lips onto hers. The kiss was intense, neither expecting the tide of heat that rolled over them. Suddenly, they couldn't get close enough and with a sweep of his arm, Draco cleared her papers off the table. Hermione hardly noticed as he lifted her to sit atop the gleaming cherry surface. Her legs wrapped instinctively around his waist and they both groaned at the contact.

Draco placed on arm on the table behind her for balance and used the other to brace her even as he was sliding his lips down her throat and over the bit of exposed collarbone.

"Apricots," he muttered, "cloves."

Hermione gasped as he drew his tongue along the hint of cleavage her blouse showed.

"What?" she murmured, even as he laid her gently back on the table and brought his hands down on her breasts. She arched at the feel of his hands on her, and he squeezed gently.

"Your scent, Granger, it's been driving me crazy for months." His hands released her breasts and made short work of unbuttoning her shirt to reveal the white lace bra underneath. He stared at her, fully aroused and thought she had the most perfect pair of tits he had ever seen.

The way he was staring at her made her hot all over. Unconciously she brought her hands up to her chest, too turned on and needing to be touched to realize how this would effect him. Draco growled at the sight of her touching herself and suddenly he was irrationally angry that her bra remained on.

Draco pulled out his wand and with a quick flick of his wrist her clothing was removed and she lay before him completely naked. Tossing his wand to the side he leaned down to take one straining nipple into his mouth. Hermione arched again in ecstasy, moaning as his tongue caused wicked sensations to course through her. Her hands curled into Draco's hair as switched back and forth between her breasts, making her nipples sensitive and erect.

"Oh....God...," Hermione breathed as he snaked a hand between them, running a finger over her wet center.

"So wet for me, love," he murmured, even as he brought his lips to hers once more.

Hermione brought her hands down from his head and tried her best to undress him as he was stretched out on top of her. Understanding her plight, and needing to be skin to skin, flesh to flesh with her, he pulled back standing up between her spread legs.

"You are fucking beautiful," he said thickly as he removed his shirt and tie and unfastened his trousers. Hermione sat up watching him, becoming more aroused as he removed each article of clothing.

When he was finally as naked as she, Hermione ran her hands down his chest, letting them learn the feel of skin, the toned stomach, the trail of hair that led to the above average erection he was currently sporting.

"Careful where your hands linger, Granger, I'm in no mood for drawn out games. I want you under me, begging me to make you come. I want that hot pussy of yours to squeeze me as I take you over and over again." As he spoke he let his hands slide up her thighs, teasing the outer lips of her pussy, but not quite touching her where she wanted it the most.

Hermione squirmed and panted on the table as the excitement rose higher within her. Still, she didn't back down and slid a deft hand over his cock. Draco watched as she wrapped delicate fingers around him and used her other hand to cup his balls. He hissed out a breath as she began to stroke him, slowly at first, and then in increasing time. He watched her watching herself jerk him off, watched as her breath continued to hitch. The more she jerked the more she got turned on. The more she got turned on the harder he got.

Draco grabbed her wrists to stop her pleasurable torment and she glanced up at him. He wanted her. Now. She whimpered at the desire in his eyes and briefly wondered if it were possible to literally go up in flames from being so aroused.

He pulled her off the table, standing her up so that they were chest to chest, thigh to thigh. The feel of her softness against his hardness was indescribable. Draco shoved his hands into her hair pulling her into a kiss laden with desire and need. Hermione felt his erection against her belly and knew she wouldn't be satisfied with just a kiss. She wanted him. Inside her. Now.

"Draco," Hermione pulled back from the kiss, panting and noticing that he was breathing heavy too.

"Now, Granger," he growled and in a blink she was lying back on the table her legs in the air against his shoulders and he was sliding his hot, hard length inside of her.

"You are so fucking tight and wet," he breathed as felt the velvety walls of her pussy contract around him.

"Unnnnhh......" she groaned as he filled her, deeply.

Slowly he pulled out leaving just the barest tip at her entrance and she wimpered at the loss.

"Come back," she whispered huskily. And watched as he leaned down, her legs still caught over his shoulders, and kissed her on the lips at the same time he plunged inside her wet heat.

The pace he set was fast, hard, and just exactly what Hermione had been fantasizing about. The sounds of skin slapping skin, as he buried himself over and over into her tightness, drove him into a frenzy. Her whimpers and cries of pleasure were music to his ears. He could feel his orgasm approaching but refused to come before the witch beneath him.

Sliding a hand between them, he slipped it down to run his fingers over the tiny little pleasure bud between her legs. She arched back off the table as he continued to drive into her and rub the spot she needed to be touched most.

"Oh...oh....OH!" She yelled out as sensation flowed through her. The exquisite need rose higher until he gently squeezed her clit between two fingers and she went flying over the edge into ecstasy. Hermione shouted his name and he moved even faster as he watched the pleasure on her face. Suddenly his own powerful orgasm rocked through him and he came hard, groaning and rolling his hips into her ever slower until he was well and truly spent.

Finally, Draco collapsed atop Hermione and she slid her legs down so that she could wrap them around his waist. He smiled into her neck. She felt that smile and felt one of her own creep onto her face. Minutes ticked by in silence, neither one moving or feeling the urge to move.

Draco propped himself up on his arms and stared down at Hermione. Her chestnut hair was spread out on the table, she was still flushed and a gleam of sweat covered her voluptuous body. He could feel the stirrings of desire beginning again, but this time he wanted her in his bed.

Hermione stared into his eyes and watched as they darkened once again with lust. She also felt the telltale hardening of his cock still resting inside of her. He smirked down at her, even as he drew one finger down over her sensitive nipple, causing it to become erect and causing Hermione to let out a soft moan.

"What do you say we work out some more of this unfinished business somewhere a bit more private?"

She smiled up at him, and nodded her agreement. They were far from finished and the way he was looking at her as lowered his mouth to take the straining nipple into it made her believe they wouldn't be finished for quite some time.

I hope you've all enjoyed this tasty little treat! Thank you in advance for any ratings/reviews!!