“I concede…”
He was not expecting what happened next as she wrapped a single hand around his neck and yanked his face down to meet hers in a desperate kiss, pressing herself close against him and shoving him down until his back was pressed against the floor.
Draco didn’t protest as she climbed on top of him and straddled him between her legs, her hands pressing against his chest and impatiently ripping through the buttons of his school shirt. She hurled his ripped shirt across the room before working hurriedly on the button and zipper of his pants, yanking his belt loose and hurling it somewhere near his discarded shirt.
Once he caught up to her heightened passion, he gave a low moan and reached his hands up to fondle both her breasts, shivering when he heard a low purr erupt from the Gryffindor’s mouth. Highly aroused, he thrust his tongue into her mouth and began relishing her familiar taste while his hands finally worked their way around her shirt and yanked it off, a laugh erupting from his mouth as he was met with the sight of her heavily bandaged chest.
Blushing at his amusement, she was about to unwrap it herself when he placed his hand on hers and shook his head, indicating for her to allow him to do it. Hoisting her up onto her feet, he walked behind her and slowly began unwrapping the thick bandages from her chest, watching with a piercing gaze as more of that delicious pale skin was exposed to his feasting eyes.
When the last layer of bandage came off and Draco found himself staring hungrily at her gorgeous breasts, he licked his lips once before seizing forward and shoving her roughly against the nearby stone wall, his mouth immediately diving down and sucking at a luscious pink nipple.
She hissed in both pain and pleasure and entangled her fingers in his hair, tugging gently and caressing the silky smooth strands. Her hands fell back down his back to his pants and she began working on his zipper, one slender hand reaching down and stroking the rock hard member that was trapped underneath the cloth of his boxers.
Draco hissed and involuntarily thrust into her hands, silently urging her on with incoherent whispers and murmurs. One of his hands moved to squeeze her breast while the other hand worked down and began unzipping her pants as well, shoving it down to her feet and tossing it aside.
She reached right into his boxers and boldly wrapped her fingers around him, drawing a shaky half-moan, half-gasp from him as she slowly began to run her hand up and down his length, eliciting more incoherent noises from the Slytherin.
Cheeks now flushed very heavily with frustration, he pressed himself harder against her, causing her to wince slightly in pain as the bruises all over her body were met with the wall’s hard surface. She dug her fingernails into one of the bruises on his back, causing him to flinch in pain and thread his fingers through her hair, roughly yanking the strands upward to expose the pale skin of her neck.
A harsh growl escaped him as he leaned down and began adding more red bites to the already thoroughly marked skin, enjoying the gasping whimpers that issued from her lips. She moaned his name once and he completely lost it, seizing both her hands in his and slamming them painfully against the wall, intertwining their fingers together so that she couldn’t escape.
Jaimee didn’t bother protesting nor struggling with him this time and she welcomed his rough passion, cringing in pain again when he changed their positions and flipped her over until her front was pressing against the wall, her back pressed against his bare chest.
“Ugh…Please…” She cried out in pain when he bit down hard on her shoulder, licking up the blood while his hand worked down and impatiently slid her boxers off, tossing them carelessly to the floor. He must have done the same with his because soon she felt his heated arousal pressing behind her, his skin warm and flush against hers.
He chuckled softly, leaning forward and brushing his lips against her cheek. He bent down to whisper something to her – his warm breath tickling her ear and causing her to shiver in his arms.
“Tell me you want me…”
She had to smile in amusement at his never ending need to dominate her and remained silent, waiting until his hand had reclaimed hers and pressed them back up against the wall just as always. His other hand had already snaked downward, his fingers teasingly playing with the aching wetness between her legs.
“Tell me!” He hissed, his voice sharper and firmer this time and he stroked her pleasure spot hard as though to command her, causing a sharp gasp to escape her lips.
“I want you!” She gasped out, shutting her eyes in pleasure as he continued to tease her relentlessly with his fingers, stroking that same sweet spot over and over until her eyes eventually rolled backwards and her head fell limply against his shoulder.
She whimpered at the loss of his fingers but it was about half a second later when she felt him enter her in one sharp thrust, causing a much louder whimper of pain to erupt from her lips. Gasping in pleasure and still a small tinge of pain, she felt him squeezing her fingers above her head, pushing himself further inside her until he was buried deep inside her body.
He leaned down and pressed his lips against the curve of her shoulder, pulling completely out of her before thrusting in hard and deep again, his free hand taking one of her trapped hands and entangling their fingers together as well – both their hands now tightly intertwined.
Since he couldn’t see the expression on her face from their position, he closed his eyes and listened closely to the breathless moans she was making instead, loving the feel of her smooth back against his chest and the way he had her trapped against him, her slender body covered protectively by his as he thrust hard into her again and again.
Feeling a little mischievous, he slowed his pace and leaned down to bite her shoulder again to draw her attention, causing her eyes to snap open. He chuckled and nibbled on her ear, sending goosebumps all over her body.
“I have to ask…Is sex better as a woman, Potter…? I’ve always been curious…” He drawled and to emphasize his point, he pulled back completely before slamming into her with exceptional force. She let out a loud, involuntary half-scream, half-moan that seemed to echo around the room, her voice raw with lust and pleasure.
“Draco! Please…”
“Well…?” He asked again through her whimpers, smirking when her eyes fluttered close, her body shivering as he thrust harder into her, pressing her painfully against the cold, stone surface.
A weak, breathless laugh escaped her lips as she answered him, her voice shaking and stuttering in time with his thrusts. “O—Only if i—it’s—O—Ow! Ugh—W—with you…D-Draco…Ugh!” She gasped, the sentence ending in a helpless whimper as he managed to hit a particular spot inside her, causing her to collapse backwards against him.
In spite of himself and his raging lust, her simple answer to his question seemed to have melted something within him and he found himself slowing down – his hands slowly releasing hers and allowing them to drop limply to her sides in exhaustion.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, a strange new voice was telling him to slow down and be more gentle lest he hurt her with his raging passion and he obliged by slowing pulling out of her and turning her back around to face him, causing a look of confusion to cross her face.
“Draco…?”
Despite the flushed exertion on his cheeks and the way his jaw was clenched in unkempt sexual energy and obvious impatience, he pulled her down onto the floor and positioned them so that she was on top of him, gripping and guiding her hips down gently as she penetrated herself on him.
As soon as he was fully sheathed in her welcoming warmth once more, Draco gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to thrust impatiently up into her delicious heat. Jaimee seemed to look confused at the sudden change of position and she was about to ask him when he managed a weak smirk and raised single finger to her lips, halting her words.
“You top, Harry…”
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It took her a moment to realize the actual implication of his words and as soon as she did, she leaned down and caught his lips in a loving kiss, their tongues caressing each other with a deliberate slowness and tenderness that she had never felt from Draco before.
Then – in obvious contrast to his rough and unrestrained passionate advances – hers spoke more of love and tenderness and she showed him this by slowly moving herself up and down against him in satisfying but gentle movements, watching the flicker of desperate longing and pleasure on the Slytherin’s face.
It was the first time she had ever seen such an open expression of love on Draco’s face. She knew from that expression alone that he loved her and she was more than determined to hear him say it. Leaning down to catch his half-open lips in a sweet kiss, her hips continued to sheath him deep inside her again and again, making him gasp out loud in pleasure.
“I—I lo—” He cut himself off, his voice shaking and an expression of both fear and nervousness on his handsome face that strangely enough, she understood. She pressed both her palms flat on his chest, riding him faster and causing him to emit a low, breathless moan.
“Oh god…Please…”
“There’s nothing scary about admitting you love someone, Draco…It’s just like that rollercoaster…” She whispered, her face heavily infused with all sorts of emotions – pleasure, love, pain and exertion. He met her gaze steadily, his eyes glassy and glazed over and his face contorting into a restrained grimace as she began to move faster against him, causing him to gasp out her name.
“Let me show you…Please…” She whispered again, her familiar words ringing in Draco’s ears and he gave a low hiss before reaching up and pulling her face down for another kiss, his other hand continuing to hold her hips and forcing her to speed up her movements.
When they broke apart, she finally relented and began riding him at a furious speed, causing Draco to grunt in exertion before beginning to thrust upwards into her, both his hands going to grip her hips and shove their hips together in time with her movements.
After a few minutes of this, he seemed to have finally lost patience and shoved her backwards, flipping them over and hoisting her legs up onto his shoulders. With that, he thrust forcefully into her until she began screaming and convulsing in his arms, her nails digging deep into his back.
“JUST LET IT GO, DRACO!”
Those were the last words she had screamed before she finally arched backwards and came in his arms, her body shivering violently and her words dissolving into incoherent screaming. Hearing her crying out his name, he soon followed her and let himself explode inside her body, the words that he suddenly blurted out as he came ringing clearly in her ears.
“I love you… I LOVE YOU!”
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(How was it guys? I still need your comments! ^_^ There are about two more rated scenes in this story so I'll need your help on how to write it better next time alright? Please review on ff.net! Thanks!)
