"Yes, no teachers walking in, no classes to be at, nothing to clean," she giggled and she groaned as his hands began peeling off layers of clothing.
She let him take off her sweater and her bra. Hermione's cheeks grew darker pink as he looked at her naked torso. Her own hands slide down his toned, pale chest to his trousers where she unzipped his fly, feeling his erection straining for a moment before she pulled his pants down off his his hips along with his underwear.
Moaning softly as he tweaked her pink tipped nipples, she wanted him to get her jeans off as quickly as he could so they could roll around on this big bed together. Hermione felt heady, she had never let anyone undress her before and it felt delicious and a bit more romantic than she had anticipated, maybe it was the fact her wasn't ripping off her clothing but Hermione felt likeshe was treading into dangerous waters.