Draco's smile was warm, she had never seen him smile like that at anybody. He was even better looking smiling, smiling at her no less that way... She grinned stupidly at him, dizzy and happy. Dripping his load out of slightly sore pussy, she felt him shift and roll off of her.
She lay there as he tugged her dress off, leaving her there in only her knickers, which were moved to the side, and her bra, which was pulled down to expose her breasts. She laughed throatily at his question. "No, not really. I just always make sure my underthings match. I like knowing what I look like under my clothing," she admitted. She was such a control freak.
Sitting up she surveyed him. Her first order of business was to take off his suit. Reaching down she flicked off his shoes and then started with the trousers because they were already undone. His boxers came with them easily and she grinned up at him as she slide them off. His cock had never gone all the way down. It was flagging slightly now and she reached one hand out to slowly stroke him several times before moving both hands up to his tie. Hermione loosened it and slid it over his head, dropping it somewhere on the floor behind her. Her fingers went to work on the buttons on his shirt, twisting them free one by one. Fairly quickly she had pushed the shirt and jacket off of him, leaving him pale and toned before her.
She gave him a lazy smile and kiss the corner of his mouth. She probably could have done it all with magic but she didn't want to, there was something terribly sexy about undressing him out of that suit. She was happy they were alone now and I had this wonderful bed to play on.
Now they were both more comfortable, she laid back down along side of him. The heat from his hand was noticeable as he asked her a question she'd never considered. "I'm guessing you'd like to see if you can set a record?" She joked.