CHAPTER 28 🦇

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He used apparition to move them to the spinner. Your home. It was the first time he had brought a woman into the privacy of his home.

He had arranged a finely served table, with exquisite French food to delight his beloved and after they both enjoyed a delicious dinner, a dessert would come that would also be at the height of the event. They would drink a fine wine from an old English cellar and He would even invite her to dance to the sound of a waltz.

But the plans had changed.

Well, when they stepped on Snape territory, rather since before they got there, they were already devouring each other with kisses.

And he wouldn't be able to get Snape back on the charted course until before receiving his chestnut in his office.

Stage where everything that now happened between them began.

They appeared directly in Snape's old room where without further ado he proceeded to strip her of her sexy dress without removing his lips from her, leaving her in the blink of an eye only in panties and sandals.

He pulls away from her a bit just to be able to contemplate her. It was impossible not to.

He needs to watch it one and a thousand more times, like when you're a fan of a movie and you watch it over and over again and you never get tired of watching it.

The same thing happened with her.

He was her fan.

The admirer of her.

And why not, her man.

The image of Hermione standing in front of him, her soft breasts exposed and her sex covered only by a small black lace panties, is sublime. With that alone he could cum in his pants. Like an inexperienced pubescent.

She gives him her time.She doesn't interrupt. She lets him watch her, even though she burns inside of her.

The potionist's eyes, scanning her from every possible angle, excite her. The gestures on his face denote lust, and make her wetter more.

She is going crazy.

She waited long enough, it was inhuman to hold on, so she approaches him and begins to undress him.

Why did he wear so many clothes?, Why didn't she use her wand to leave him as God brought him into the world?.Still submerged in a sea of desire, her brain insisted on trifles.

Their mouths are linked again. They would never tire of savoring each other.

He hugs her around her waist as she's already slipping his white shirt off his shoulders, He doesn't even notice that she no longer has his sack on him.

His torso is exposed to the woman's caresses, which does not repress her intention to slide her delicate fingers from the base of his neck to the waist of his pants.

That sensual journey of the digits turns him on minute by minute.

He also runs his rough hands along her feminine back to her firm, shapely buttocks, where he applies light pressure.

And for a split second, the idea of taking her there is tempting.

His member throbs at the fantasy of being imprisoned by that anal canal.

Hermione seeks to drive him crazy to the maximum and that's why she rubs her hand over his bulge over his lower garment. Testing the degree of hardness of his phallus, which is already as solid as a rock.

Snape groans at that contact. He was losing his mind for that woman or had already lost it for a long time and was not aware of it before.

She already finished opening his pants and even let them fall to the ground, with a single movement of his feet, he would be free of them, and he does.

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