Hermione's insides coursed around him as he drove deeper into her, legs locked tightly around him, shivering in pleasure.
"I thought that was the fun in it Draco? You would want everyone to know it was yours, that I was yours," she panted, losing herself and what she was saying as he drove into her, bucking up at him.
She clung to him, arching up at him as he told her what he was going to do and for what purpose and Merlin help her, Hermione literally came at the idea mixed with his pace inside of her. Arms around his neck holding his head down to her's, cold grey eyes looking into the dark depths of her chocolate orbs, "come in me Draco," she begged.