The Emerald Manor

Chapter 8

Cora advanced through the front door of Malfoy Manor. As Draco had said, the night air was uncomfortable, and the rain had not let up. She pulled her cloak around her shoulders before walking up to the gate.

She faced back to look up at the manor; such a large home for someone to live alone in. Thinking of the kitchen in her apartment she turned on the spot and disapparated.

Having arrived back in her home Cora felt more regulated. The last few hours she spent at Malfoy Manor left her bewildered. She could not have prepared herself for that no matter how many files or stories she read.

She wandered into the kitchen and made herself a small dinner of chicken and veggies. She pushed her food around her plate, trying to force herself to eat but was distracted with thoughts of Draco.

She attempted to focus on other things, but her mind wandered back to the meeting......to Draco. Her head began conjuring every worst-case scenario.

"The Ministry would be livid with me if they knew how I behaved today. Do you think that was Draco's plan all along? He is going to call Gawain or worse the Minister himself and report my improper behavior. He is from an old and powerful wizarding family in Britain. He could destroy my career in a matter of moments. There is no way he was attracted to me."

Cora's self-doubt snuck up as she was questioning everything herself.

"Draco is attractive, his body was perfect with muscles in all the right places. On top of that, how he carries himself. There is no way a man like that would be attracted to someone like me."

She cast her face down and pushed the plate of food away from her. Cora had been more self-deprecating and anxious than others. It was impossible for her to believe that anyone would have been attracted to her. Let alone someone as handsome as Draco Malfoy.

"He either is sick of the Ministry being in his business all the time or he is trying to hide from me what's really going on in his home."

She packaged up her food and stored it in the fridge. Cora crawled into bed and lulled off to sleep; dreams of Draco fluttered in and out all night.

You drop to your knees in front of him, casting your eyes down and placing your palms on your thighs. You are breathing heavily, waiting for him dutifully.

He closes the distance between you and plants his feet in front of you. He slips a finger under your chin and lifts it up to meet his gaze when he sees that your eyes are looking down still.

"Look at me." He commands. You don't dare ignore him. You lift your eyes up to his gaze.

"What a good girl you are," he whispers.

He rolls up the sleeves on his white collared shirt without breaking eye contact with you. He taps his wand in his hand as he debates what it is he wants to do with you first. He leans forward and places his lips close to your ear.

You tremble and feel the wetness start dripping down your thighs.

"I will make you cum so many times tonight that you will beg me to stop," he growls in your ear.

Cora woke up to find her hand between her legs. She was soaked from the dreams that flooded her throughout the night. She went back to those thoughts and slid her fingers into center.

She thought about how Draco would dominate her, and how she would kneel at his feet.

She moved her finger in and out faster, moaning and thrusting her hips into her palm. She imagined finishing at the hands of Draco and let out a long-drawn-out whimper.