Chapter 11: Wearing the Pants.

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“Are you sure?”

She dragged him toward the bed by his tie. “Of course I am, Draco.”

Draco nodded, pulled the clothes from his upper body over his head, and gently stripped Pansy of her vest, blouse, and bra. He pushed her back into his pillows, enveloping her lips in a hungry kiss. His tongue danced expertly with her own and his newly calloused hand slid over the small of her back in just the right way. Thank you, Quidditch.

She moaned weakly into his mouth, her body arching upwards of its own accord. His flat, naked chest was so warm against her bare breasts. Heat surged between her legs and she gasped into his mouth eagerly.

Pansy had been holding off on allowing him to touch her like this for the past three months. Now… as he dragged his fingers tantalizingly across her skin, she desperately wished she hadn’t waited. This was heaven.