Perfect Two...

Chapter Forty One: Making Love

The night was perfect, the sound on the water was the only thing that can be heard, Draco flicked his wand and the yacht stopped. Hermione smiled at him when she saw that he was heading towards her, he grabbed the champagne bottle and poured them another glass. It was the perfect night for them both, no one around, no nagging, no fights, no lies. It was only them in the middle of the calm sea and their love.
The dinner was amazing as well, after finishing their food, both headed to the inside as it was getting colder. Draco shut the doors, locked them well and turned to Hermione who was unwrapping the heels of her ankles
"If you don't mind.." she said when she noticed that he was watching her "I've been wearing them for hours."
Draco smiled and walked towards her, he was down on his knees helping her to take them off, he removed the one on her right foot, and moved to the one that was next to him, he removed the left one slowly and when it was thrown next to the other one Draco kissed Hermione's knee. His right hand on her right thigh and the left one was touching down her left leg. Her left hand ran through his hair and stopped when he looked her in the eyes

"Dance with me?" he asked

"I'd love to.. But my.. My feet really hurt."

"We won't need your feet." he got up taking his black jacket off, Hermione looked at him questioningly, he held his hand and she took it she barely touched the polished floor when he wrapped an arm around her letting her up, Hermione giggled. He took her hand with his and swayed with her. About fifteen minutes later, Draco put her down, "See those stairs?" he pointed at the perfect polished stairs behind her, she turned to look at them

"What about them?" she asked and turned her gaze to Draco

"You go straight down, open the first door in your front. I'll wash my hands and follow you." he picked a kiss from her lips before she nodded and did what he asked her to.

Draco entered the bedroom a moment after she did, and shut the door softly behind him. He guided her closer to the bed. Hermione just got it, then turned to embrace him, running her hands up his chest and resting them on his shoulders. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close to him, their hips touching. Then, the kiss. Soft and gentle, tender and sweet, sensual and arousing. Perfect. Hungry for contact, he rubbed himself against her as the kiss increased in intensity. Hermione could feel his arousal through his dark slacks, the sensation of his movement adding to her desire. The kiss became soft again as she felt his hands slide to her hips, resting there briefly before wandering slowly up her back to her shoulders. His lips left her mouth and found their way to her neck, kissing and nibbling as he reached around to the zipper on her dress. He slowly dragged the zipper down, his fingertips tickling and tantalizing as he went. With a simple movement he slipped the material off her shoulders and allowed the dress to fall to the floor. Draco felt her shiver, goosebumps rising a moment later as he kissed her shoulder, his hands returning to her waist. His lips sought hers again, tasting and exploring, his hands inching upwards, stopping when he felt the elastic band on her bra. His thumbs lightly grazed the material, inciting a sound from Hermione that might have been a gasp or sigh if her mouth had not been engaged in their passionate kiss. Gently breaking the kiss, he pulled back slightly to look in her eyes.
Hermione slowly opened her eyes as she felt Draco move away, the raw emotion in his stare electrifying. She felt herself hold her breath as he moved his hands to her face, his palms cupping her cheeks, his thumbs brushing lightly over her eyes and brows. She dropped her hands to his hips, struggling to steady herself as she reeled in response to his warmth and tenderness. She had fantasized about his passion, what it would be like to have his hands all over her body, caressing and fondling... the reality was even better than her dreams.

He moved his hands through her hair, traveling down her back, arriving at the hooks on her bra. While delicately slipping his fingers under the elastic, he kissed and licked her ear, nibbling on the lobe. He unfastened each hook, then placed his hands on her shoulders, turning her gently while walking behind her, her back to his front. Hermione laid her head back against his chest as he pushed the bra straps down her arms, the garment falling easily to the floor.
His right hand pressed gently against her flat stomach, holding her firmly to him, his left hand finding her petite breast. Fingers lightly skimming over her taut nipple, rolling it between his thumb and finger brought a moan to Hermione's throat. The sound affected Draco in a profound way, and he brought his right hand to her right breast, giving it equal treatment while he kissed and sucked on the tender skin between her neck and shoulder. She reached her hands behind her, grasping Draco's hips and pulling him to her. Skillfully, he slid his hands down her sides and into her panties, sliding them down her legs. She kicked them aside as he worked his way back up her legs, rubbing and fondling. He stood slightly to her side, running his hand between her legs, encouraging her to open her stance.