Daddy issues

CHAPTER FIVE: My one way ticket to greatness

Warning: subtle sexual content, and some possessive thoughts etc

*Annabella's POV*

"Ooohh, how interesting!" Squealed an excited Pansy as I flipped my hair and crouched down in front of Blaise, our faces only inches away from each other. I gazed deeply into his dark brown eyes, they looked so beautiful with the reflections of the dim light above us highlighting small orange specks within them. His facial features looked so harsh I may cut myself on them, yet so alluring. Blaise looked back at me examining my body before him, his left hand slithering it's way up my body and holding firmly on my neck, while his right hand snaked around my waist pulling me on to his lap. I could feel him getting excited beneath me, if I'd have known it was that easy to get him going, I would have done so on the train ride, just to make it more fun... Then I remembered the train ride, a horrible flashback crossing through my mind.

Ugh I need to stop thinking about that.

And I did as soon as his plump lips connected with my neck. Almost instantly he found my sweet spot, near the base of my neck by my collarbone. I felt the hand on my waist pull me closer to him as he adjusted his seating position, his throbbing erection grazing against my inner thighs. A wide grin was on my face as I stared at the window to my right and bit my lower lip, struggling to keep a gasp from escaping my lips as didn't want to indicate how much I was thoroughly enjoying it. The sucking had started off gentle and timid, but now he was getting greedy, wanting more, as he planted small wet kisses up and down my neck and jaw. He had no shame, he didn't care if the others saw, after all it was a dare, right? Blaise sucked a little harder, making sure to complete the dare. I found my hands on his head gently pushing him in further as my chest was rising heavily due to my arousal; this only encouraged him more as one of his hands gripped my hair, dishevelling it from its previously neatly brushed state. This time I couldn't contain it as a small whimper left my mouth at his actions as he once again attacked my sweet spot ...

Merlin his touch was heavenly! You shouldn't be thinking like that, Annabella! It's your first night, why are you acting like such a whore? Get you act together! Father would not be pleased if he found out this happened... Or Narcissa, she always taught you to be classy, and this young lady, is most definitely not class!

I slowly pulled away, teasing him with a wink as I decided to head back to where I was sitting previously, after finding myself flustered and short of breath on the lap of Blaise Zabini. It was my first night and I already disgraced my name with that sinful act alone. I had to learn to control myself, I was not going to be a disappointment, not this time!

*Draco's POV*

To say I was relieved would be an understatement. I couldn't bare watch a minute longer as she gently ground into the lap of my best friend as he left dark purple marks against her pale skin. It was torture. That should have been me! Why didn't she choose me? I fought back the urge to strangle him. He knew! He knew I loved her! But he also knew I didn't stand a chance when it came to her, she was too important to me to mess up our friendship.

That slick git! Running his hands all over her as if she were his! She is mine and will always be mine, whether she knows it yet or not.

God I never wanted to punch someone in the face more in that moment than any other. Why did she enjoy it though? While it wasn't entirely visible as I only saw the back of her head, I could tell she was grinning from the reflection in the window and the small, delicate moan that left her mouth, filling the room up with the sounds of pleasure and lust. I had never heard her like that before, sure I had heard her curse and shout, I had heard her hoarse voice after hours of crying, I had heard her contagious laughter, I had heard her passion as she talked about some form of magical creature she had read about. But never in my fifteen years of knowing her, had I heard the sinful sound that had just erupted from her vocal chords. And the worst part was that I loved every second of it... I loved hearing her moan... It made me want to hear it again but instead of her moaning, I wanted her screaming, screaming for me.