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021 - ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ

𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐲

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Shitty parents suck.

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Knocking my head back, I felt another surge of pleasure knock the breath out of my lungs. My hands tugged Draco's head impossibly closer to my core, my moans echoing through the room.

He groaned as I pulled on his hair, sending vibrations through my body, making me roll my eyes. "God, please Draco." I moaned.

He lifted his face up, his thumb keeping up his pace. "C'mon, pretty girl. Let go for me." 

I swallowed as I looked toward the ceiling, tears forming in the corner of my eyes. I scrunched my face up as I climbed higher and higher, squeezing the sheets as my mind went numb, cumming all over Draco's fingers for the third time tonight.

His fingers didn't stop, prolonging my orgasm longer and longer. I only pushed his hand away from my very sensitive core once I fell.

He chuckled, licking his fingers and his lips before coming up to my face. "You're welcome, darling."

I couldn't even talk, through my heavy pants and post-orgasm brain fog. I nodded slightly and wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling him closely to me.

"Cora!"

I jumped, looking back up to the people in front of me, which happened to be Narcissa and Lucius. "I'm sorry."

Draco stood next to me, smirking as I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, wincing slightly. Last night kept replaying in my mind. I had woken up from a nightmare in the middle of the night and sought out Draco, to which he made me...feel better, so I could sleep again.

Now, the next day, we were called to the foyer of Draco's manor, which is where we are now. Lucius gave me a weird look, and I quickly wiped the memory of last night out of my head.

"Ms. Bentley, your parents will be here any minute. We have— matters we would like to speak to both of you about." Lucius spoke to Draco and I.

Draco and I exchanged a confused look. "What matters, father?"

Lucius stood up straighter, if that was even possible. "Draco, don't ask questions. We will discuss when Ms. Bentleys' parents arrive."

"Why don't you two get cleaned up, and look presentable? These are very serious matters to be spoken about, with very important people. We will come get you in about 20 minutes or so." Narcissa said, putting a hand on both our shoulders, and nudging us to go upstairs.

We walked along side each other up the stairs in silence, hearing the front doors open as my parents walked in.

"What do you think they're gonna talk to us about?" I asked once we got far enough.

"Cora, are you daft?" Draco replied, making me furrow my brows. "They're gonna talk to us about The Dark Lord."

My heart dropped. "What? What do you mean?"

He sighed, leaning against the hallway, crossing his arms. "Mum let it slip to me a couple days ago, when we got home. I'm not sure what they're going to talk about, but that's what it's about."

I scoffed. "And you didn't think to tell me that?"

He pushed off the wall, rubbing my arms. "Look, it's going to be alright. Let's just go get cleaned up."

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My knee bounced up and down rapidly as I sat next to Draco, in the dining room. My parents sat across from me, Draco's parents next to them. I didn't look at any of them as we sat in silence.