“Patience, Granger.” he whispered, his lips pressing openmouthed kisses down her throat.
“Not my forte.”
“Would you rather I tie you down again?” he growled, biting her shoulder.
Her breath caught at the slight sting, and she slid her hands to his arse, yanking him forward against her heated core.
He grunted, capturing her lips in another rough kiss, grinding his length against her one more time before stepping back again. He kicked off his pants, and this time Hermione moved as well, ridding herself of her shirt and pants before Draco was pulling her to the edge of the bed by her thighs. He knelt in front of her, pushing her legs apart before attacking her pussy through the thin material of her underwear.
“*Malfoy*,” she moaned, one of her hands immediately finding his hair. After teasing her for a moment longer he pulled her underwear from her toned legs, tossing them behind him. Ignoring her slightly displeased sound at the treatment of her panties, he returned to her clit, flicking his tongue over the small pearl.
He loved hearing her breathless moans for him. No other woman had ever managed to elicit the *burning* feeling he felt when she fell apart beneath him – in *any* way.
Her legs began to shake, attempting to close, but he simply dugs his nails into her thighs, shoving back down to the bed and attacking her clit with more fervor, pushing her over the edge immediately.
“*Fuck,* Malfoy!” she squealed, her eyes pinched shut as he continued licking her through her orgasm.
Just as she began coming down, he slid to skilled fingers into her still lightly spasming pussy.
“Oh gods,” she gasped, her back arching from the bed as he managed to stroke her g-spot repeatedly. “Fucking hell, Draco I’m going to come again.”
He smirked against her wet folds, well aware that when she began calling him Draco she was thoroughly enjoying herself.
“Do it.” he encouraged, his tongue resuming its work on her clit. He sped up his fingers, hitting her g-spot roughly as he nipped her clit, urging her to fall over the edge – and of course she did.
Hermione’s back arched from the bed beautifully, her wild mane of curls spread across the silk pillow beneath her head. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were pouty and kiss-swollen, and *fuck everything if he didn’t just want to fuck her right now*.
Why wasn’t he?
[https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13219738/1/Don-t-Say-It](https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13219738/1/Don-t-Say-It)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/awphen/snippet_of_a_dramione_fanfic_i_did_mf