pureblood.

t h i r t e e n

Malfoy leans against he wall looking through all of the books. He pulls a large green book off the shelf and drops it on my table. "Are you really not going to say a word to me for the whole two hours?" He questioned as I scowl at him.

"What do you want from me?" I ask. "Do you get any pleasure out of making my life a living hell?"

"That's the thing you see, you make it fun." Malfoy almost whispers to me.

"Well, this isn't fun for me. You go from one extreme to the next. One-second we're flirting and the next you're hurting me." I let it all out. "I've known you for less than twenty-four hours and I don't know whether you want to kiss me or kill me."

He starts to laugh. "Well, that all depends. What do you want to do?"

A sudden sense of passion floods me. He infuriated me, humiliated me and most of all embarrassed me. All of the rage and the hate made me want him. I wanted him to touch me again, I wanted to lose myself in the anger. I wanted to kiss him.

And as if he had read my mind, he pulls me in by the waist and kisses me. His smell was almost intoxicating as I wrap my arms around his shoulders. I could feel his stubble press into my face as our lips move. I pull away to look into his eyes. As I do this I could feel his teeth biting into my bottom lip. I run my hand though his blonde hair and pull it so he would release my lip.

"Oh you are naughty aren't you?" He moans.

I push him onto the table and I climb on top of him. "Baby, you have no idea." I moan in his ear while stroking my hands through his hair again. He puts his hands on my waist again and pushes me into him. I let out a soft moan as I push all my hair to the back of my head.

Malfoy then lightly kisses over my bruises. The pressure of his lips makes my muscles weak and sends my heart racing out of my chest. "Do you like it when I kiss you better?" He says innocently as he pulls down the collar of my top.

"Yes." I sigh. I reach underneath my top and pull it over my head exposing my bruised neck and my chest. I then throw it across the room near the damaged cages. I was wearing a black lace bra which made my boobs look amazing."Do you want me?"

Malfoy doesn't take his eyes of me. He slowly moves his hands from my waist to my back, leaving goosebumps all over my skin. "I'm starting to like you more than I thought I would." I feel his hands reach to the back of my bra. "You wanna play?" I feel him unhooking the back of my bra as he looks me up and down.

"Play the dangerous game?" I question as he pushed my bra straps down my arms making my tits fully exposed to the cold air of the room. I could feel his breath on me, it was like ice. Every time he exhaled my skin quivers and my nipples stand to attention.

"It's a very dangerous game." He says looking into my green eyes. "Just one thing. Do you hate me?" He says running his index finger down my chest.

"I despise you."

He takes his index finger and pushes my hair behind my right ear and leans into me. "Good." He whispers. He then grabs my hair and pulls it hard, yanking my head away from him. "Let's play."