Hermione was not a virgin. She and Ron had gone all the way on the night they graduate from Hogwarts. Ron was sweet and it had been adorably awkward. This was nothing like that. They'd had months at that point to get used to being more than friends but it was still not great. It had gotten much better since then but it had been several months since she'd had any affection. Draco was different. His hands knew what to do instinctively to bring her to pleasure. Her brain reeled as she felt the building pressure inside, she was close already. He had nearly brought her there.
It was Hermione's turn to smile evilly as Draco bucked up into her hand, she stroked up and down, feeling his length twitch in her hand. Leaning in she moaned into his ear, "I want you just as much as you want me." She could feel the heat between them. It was animalistic. She rubbed the head of his cock against her clit. She was so wet, it was almost shameful. Panties pushed to the side, grinding down onto his fingers and cock, in public. Hermione thought to herself now that she knew what he could do to her, she doubted any of this really had to do with being intoxicated. She also knew it would probably happen again...
"I don't care where," she groaned, and she didn't, " just please," she nearly begged, her eyes half opened. His fingers had left her slit and she realized he was already complying with her request.
His hand moved and she felt him at her opening. Thick and hard, his cock parted her entrance and she felt the head pop inside. She was very moist, but he was large and her eyes widened as she let an inch or so slide inside. Breaking their kiss this time she watched his face as he entered her and slid deeper until she was resting with her bum pressed against his balls. Hermione felt fuller than she'd ever felt in her life.