Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

Release.

(A/N: Oct. 31, 2020 This will be my only chapter for today! Maybe... I'll see how drunk I get tonight 🤪 If anything, I'll see you all tomorrow! Happy Halloween! 💘)

(A/N: Omg, it just occurred to me that some of you could be underage. If you are underage... DO NOT LET ME RUIN SEX FOR YOU. I AM SO SORRY LOL)

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I lift my head up close to him, as Draco pushes his head down to mine, making the kiss rougher, hungrier, needier that ever before.

I pull his hair to get his lips off of mine to whisper, "Show me how much you care."

I dart my eyes own in the direction of my skirt, which Draco's gaze follows and smirk at the insinuation.
He was quick to follow directions and helped me out of my skirt, leaving me in just my black laced panties, with a tiny emerald green bow on the waistband. He groaned at the sight of my matching lingerie, "You're so fucking gorgeous, darling."

The heat emitting from between my legs enticed him to come closer, wanting to taste me.
I saw how eager he was and shut my legs closed.

"Did I say you could eat me?"

Draco looks up at me, gobsmacked.
He stutters, "I-I..."

I giggle, "Aw baby boy, you missed me way more than I thought." I smile knowing how fun this is next part is going to be, "You get to watch me touch myself. Get off of the bed."

Draco immediately listened and stood at the end the of the bed, with me in full display to him.

I slipped my hand behind the lace of my panties and began to circle around my own clit. I quickly began to realize how drenched I already was and decided to use my own arousal to insert not just one, but already two fingers inside of me.

I groaned at the sudden friction which caused Draco to softly whimper as his mouth slightly opens with every thrust of my fingers.

I pump my fingers into my a bit more before returning back to my clit, staring at Draco in the yes, "Do you want to taste, Draco?"
He nods frantically and crawls onto the bed, over my body. I trace my fingers against his lip, giving him a slight taste of what he's been missing out on.

It's like he instinctively tried to dash his head down to kiss me, but I pressed my fingers against his lips, causing him to stop, "Take them off."

In a flash, he removed his pants and boxers, exposing his very erect member, with the tip gleaming from a pool of pre-cum. I tore off my panties and tossed them to the side.

"Already so hard for me..." I reach down and begin to stroke him. He looks down and groans at the sight.
I lean up and whisper into his ear to challenge him, "You think you can still make me cum? Or are you not skilled enough to do that anymore?"

He used one of his hands to grip my neck. The coldness of his rings with the slight restriction of air makes me gasp and moan at the same time. He snaps back, "Is that a challenge?"
He smirks as I nod my head. He loosens the grip on my neck, allowing me to catch my breath.

I gripped his cock tighter and rubbed it against my wet folds, reading him as just the tip touches me. He looks down at the show and I can hear him quietly groan.

I take the opportunity to push him on his back and straddle him. I slowly lowered myself onto him. As soon as he entered me, I let out a small moan. I hadn't had anything in me for a while, but fuck, this felt good.

"You're still so fucking tight." He groans out in a low, sultry voice.

I glanced up at him whose eyes were tightly closed, his head rocked back.
I straddled him for a second, allowing my body to get adjusted to his size once more before starting to rock back and forth.