Thursday, January 21, 2010

Breath Out, So I Can Breath You In- Chapter Six

Okay, she was very close to fainting...very very close. Well, not thát close. But it still made her wonder why. Why was Malfoy kissing her like this? In this unlikely manner?

His tongue slipped into her mouth and caused a moan to erupt from her mouth. She willed herself to breath evenly, she was not going to make a fool out of herself in front of him. Draco tangled his hand in her hair to hold her in place while he pressed himself against her.

It was... good? Bad? Puke worthy? Definitely confusing, though.

Oh, he was really hard down there, and it didn't cause as much panic as it should have. Merlin, she wasn't freaking out. It was too good to pull away and felt even worse staying away. Malfoy was like oxygen, each plundering kiss sent her soaring the skies indefinitely.

Then of course, he moaned which broke her concentration from his soft lips and swirling tongue that managed to travel the whole of her mouth. And...

She couldn't do this. It was Malfoy, it was Malfoy and her, it was Malfoy and her with his tongue down her throat. Was that in any way normal? No, that's why she had to pull away and pretend nothing happened.

Pulling away, she stepped back, ignoring Malfoy's harsh breathing or the fact that his hands were still wrapped in her hair. She quickly untangled herself, and stepped back further.

'We must stop,' she said in a breathless voice. She looked down at her hands and started fidgeting.

'Why?' he growled, he was far from stopping.

'Because, this.. this is us. I thought we were friends, Malfoy. And then you kiss me,' she was confused and angry because he took her by surprise with a simple kiss that was anything but simple.

And odd that it was, it felt right. It felt heart-shattering, heart-clenching, and she knew the ache between her legs would have to stop for she was sure that if she moved another inch she would collapse. Then Malfoy would know the effect he had on her.

'Yeah, Granger, this is us. So, stop thinking, and tell me what you feel. Tell me that you didn't think of me shoving you on the ground and having my wicked way with you. Because if I even see a hint of falsity, then I will do what I have proposed. Don't think I won't,' he replied in a dangerously low tone. He crossed his arms in front of her chest and remarked her with his penetrating gaze.

She blushed, and almost swooned. He wanted to...have his wicked way with her. Looking into his eyes she proved herself right, he did in fact want to shag her. Instead of the normal silvery-blue eyes, they were dark like the ocean on a stormy day. Wild and unpredictable.

'I...,' what could she say? Yes, Malfoy, I want you to shag me right here but I'm scared I'll die once you touch me with those incredible hands.

'I won't deny that I feel something more for you, Malfoy. But please,' she added quickly when he stepped forward. 'this cannot happen again. You make me lose myself.'

'That was the whole point. I want you to lose yourself in me. I want you to breathe out, so I can breathe you in,' he murmured.

Her eyes closed tightly. Oh.. Malfoy's words, his movements, he, himself. It was so very good, and sweet and forceful. Not in a bad sense but that fact that he would take her if she said yes at this moment. And Merlin, she really wanted to say yes.

To rid her of her illness, and her inhibitions and get lost in his warm body and delightful kisses that sent her moving in closer- which was a contraction in itself, when she was with Ron and wanting to run away.

'I have another proposition. I want you, and I know you want me too. We will go slow to accommodate you, all right?' he stepped forward and smiled, a feral smile that send her insides to mush.

She merely nodded and he took another small step. What else could she do but nod?

'Do me a favor?' he asked. She nodded. 'Don't faint.'

He pulled her against him and did the unthinkable, he started sucking on her sensitive neck, causing her to shudder and moan.

Oh...delicious. She didn't have any objections in his proposition, she just wished he would kiss her for despite her fright of the opposite sex, she would give anything to have those lush lips against hers.

Sinful, wasn't it?

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