A one night stand in the famous Las Vegas leading to a bitter sweet love in Hogwarts
This story is filled with twists and turns.
Elise Avery accidentally got involved with the Slytherin Prince
Draco Malfoy is a toxic arrogant selfish prick with an...
It was as if his eyes configured into a shade of black; into darkness; into danger.
He looked down at her lips and slowly approached, leaning into her; reaching. Her pulse quickened, her temperature arose, and her cheeks reddened. She could practically hear her heart beating, or was it his?
He couldn't tear his eyes away from her lips. She watched as he licked his lips and parted them.
Then abruptly dove into the kiss. The slow moments between the two converted into a fast one.
While he was hungrily kissing her, she felt herself fall into thin air then hit a surface. They weren't sitting on the common room couch anymore. As she took a glance, she noticed he had apparated them into his room. She had fallen onto his bed whilst still kissing him. She smiled between the aroused kiss and arched her back.
"You're drinking this sobering potion first, you're going to remember every single detail this time" Draco stated as he summoned two sobering potions, one for her and one for him. He looked dead in her eye and made sure she finished every last drop.
As she drank the liquid, her mind unfogged yet her thoughts remained the same, she stared at him with a craving.
"Are you sure?" He asked breathlessly. He was holding himself from a thread, a thread so thin where he could barely preempt himself from fucking right away. But he needed to hear her say it. Hear it vocally. Needed the permission; the consent. He closed his eyes to help him focus, blacking out the seductive view in front.
"Yes" Elise whispered.
She couldn't assimilate whether this was part of her plan or her heart. Couldn't decrypt between the two; her plan and heart had tangled.
All she knew, at that moment, was that she wanted him.
"Fuck" She heard him grunt. She looked up to him, meeting his eyes. "Draco" Elise started but he didn't want to hear anything. "Shut up, don't say one word" He couldn't bear to hear her sweet voice that nourished his ears. This was going to be rough, quick, and solely for fun. It didn't mean anything. Won't mean anything. At least that's what he told himself.
He held himself up with one hand on the right side of Elise; he was on top of her, and it was the best view he'd seen in a while. He looked down at her body and traced her curve with his left hand. Starting from the side of her breast to the very end of her hip.
He worked his way down to her left breast, humming as appreciation. The feel of his teeth on the lace covered bralette was divine. She was in awe from the pleasure and he had barely touched her.
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He abruptly ripped the bralette from the middle and latched his mouth onto one of her nipples. She cried out and arched her back, biting down on her bottom lip to control herself. He sucked on it, mouth hot and wet as his tongue eased the hardened peak to soften for him. She couldn't help it, moans escaped her lips.
