Luscious

Part 15

With a whoosh of their wands, the mess that they made vanished.

It was approximately one am and they were heading back to their dorm rooms to retire from the night.

Elise was busy drinking the last drops of her fire whiskey when she looked up and noticed she was the only one left in the common room

She turned around and started to head upstairs when a strong pair of hands grabbed her wrist and instantaneously turned her to face the same pair of dragon eyes.

She pulled her arm to get him to release his grip but it was no use, it angered him even more. He pushed her to the nearby wall, slightly hitting her head, and placed his hands on her throat.

"Not so fast Avery, you're mine tonight" He's filthy smirk radiating off of him and intimidating her

She scoffed, "Don't flatter yourself, I'm not yours, never will be"

His grip tightened on her throat, compressing her airway, "Forgetting the deal, are we? He tilted his head, blond hair strands falling over his forehead. "Now go to my dormitory" His eyes darkened as his whispered words came out

"For only an hour Malfoy" and with that, she pushed him off of her and sauntered her way to his room

As she walked, Malfoy stood and noticed the way she slightly bounced her hips as she moved, her body carved to perfection. Her black silky hair flowing behind her, begging him to tangle his fingers in them. As he stood there mesmerized, she spoke up and snapped him back to bitter reality.

She noticed the only footsteps that echoed through the hallway were hers, she turned her head to the left and noticed lust filled eyes memorizing her. "You coming Malfoy?"

She turned to the door that she presumed was his as it was very similar to Pansy's prefect room. He suddenly appeared right behind her, placing his right hand on the wall right next to her and the other reaching for the doorknob. He leaned into her, purposely pressing his front to her back, she took a breath, clearly getting affected by his actions. He opened the door and both stepped in.

His room was much more lavish than she would have imagined. It was regal, screaming supremacy. He had a four-poster bed, all black except the headboard was dark emerald green. His room itself was very dark, just like his hidden soul. He had two leather armchairs placed by his own fancy mahogany fireplace. There was a bookshelf placed nearby and two nightstands by his cal king bed. There was a door that was creaked open revealing a black tiled bathroom.

It was stunning, she looked back at him, his platinum hair contrasting the dark architecture. It was so bright it acted as a source of light in the darkness.

He caught her scanning his body with admiration, his ego receiving praise. He once again backed her up to a wall, but this time didn't touch. Her anticipation building up with every second. He looked at her lips and wet his own. She could tell he was restraining himself from letting out his inner beast.

She also looked at his lips, his luscious cupid bow lips now glistering from being wet.

"Look at me" His rich voice slicing the silence

She intuitively obeyed and looked him straight in his eye. He was loosening his tie around his neck whilst still keeping the eye contact.

But she would be damned to surrender to him once again.

And he would be damned to lay a finger without the beautiful girl's consent

The beautiful and the damned

"Capitulate to me, let me touch you" He asked whilst putting his hand on the wall, awfully close to her head.

"No" She tilted her head up, "You aren't going to have me so easily"