Out of Time

Desire

Warning: there will be actual sex in this chapter. if you are uncomfortable with that skip it....All of it....The whole chapter.

Recap:

He stepped forward, she stepped back, causing him to chuckle. "Second thoughts?" he asked.

"No, Tom, I want this. I'm just nervous." she told him. She felt a bit light headed, and her knees felt as if they'd buckle soon.

Tom stepped up to her, his height causing his erection to touch her belly. He leaned down and kissed her softly, teasing her mouth with his, she began to relax into him. She reached to touch him, putting her hands into his hair. She tugged lightly, the soft strands tickling her hands.

Tom lifted her by the waist and sat her on the bed, she let him go long enough to move back giving him room. He crawled up onto her bed, placing himself between her thighs. She felt the nervousness come back, she could feel him hard between her legs, but Tom ignored that area for now. He returned to kissing her, getting her to relax again.

The kisses turned harder, he nipped her lip, then soothed it with his tongue. He moved down to her neck and shoulder, biting and kissing. She gasped as she felt him leave a hickey above her right breast. She kept her hand in his hair, rubbing and tugging.

Tom moved his hands up to her sides, lightly dragging his nails along her ribs and waist. He watched as the goose bumps broke out across the skin. The sight was beautiful. He traced his fingers up to her perfect breasts. They were amazing, he teased the flesh until they were topped with perfectly pebbled nipples. He took one into his mouth, enjoying the gasp and moan from Hermione.

He rolled his tongue along the nub and ran his free hand down to her core, he parted her folds. He trailed his fingers down and lightly dipped inside her, collecting her own arousal then up to her delectable little clit. He circled the bundle of nerves and matched the movement on her nipple.

Hermione was going to die, they had just started fooling around and she was already going to come. He was an artist, he knew exactly how to touch her and pull these intense sensations from her. She bit her lip, trying to hold off the explosion about to hit her.

"Tom, don't stop, please." she begged, the coil she felt tightening in her belly about to snap.

He moved to the other breast and used his thumb to rub her clit, putting a single finger into her slick heat. them added a second, moving them rubbing some magical area in her body. He added a third finger, and she climaxed, her body clamping down on his hand.

He slowed his movements, drawing little whimpers and aftershocks from her body. She opened her eyes and watched as he moved. She watched as he pulled his fingers from her body, spreading her own release on his twitching cock. The sight made her stomach fill with heat, her excitement growing, she was actually going to have sex.

She watched as he positioned himself at her still slick and sensitive sex. He looked at her, eyes locked.

"Last chance. I won't stop after this, I don't think I could."

She smiled. "Do it." she said, challenging him.

Tom had to be careful, she was so tiny, he didn't want to do any damage. He had tried to prepare her for him the best he could. He began to ease himself inside her body. He felt her tense and froze, kissing her to help her relax. Once she began to kiss him back, he could feel her walls relax just enough, he slid forward another inch or so, she tensed again.

Hermione was in pain, he felt as if he was splitting her in half. She tried to relax, to enjoy his mouth on hers. The kissing was definitely a good distraction.

"Tom, kiss me, then please just do it. I won't break, but the slow moving hurts." she pulled his down to her face for a kiss.

Tom kissed her thoroughly, he finally felt her relax just a bit. He readied himself to move and surged forward. He was finally buried deep inside of her. He didn't move yet, he knew she was hurting. Actual tears fell down her face.

Tom was afraid he would come quickly, her body was clamped down on him tightly, each sob an extra squeeze on his cock. The tears and the blush on her face almost enough to finish him. He kissed her face, neck, jaw, and finally her mouth.

"Start moving, make me feel better." She told him.

Tom pulled back slowly, then pushed back into her flesh, she hissed but didn't tell him to stop. After a few minutes, She even began to rock her hips, helping find the spot that would make the pain a distant memory.

"That's it." He told her, he pulled her leg up and around his hip. She tightened it around him, helping her move the way she wanted.

Tom groaned aloud when she moaned in pleasure. He continued to move long slow thrusts into her. Tom had never heard a more beautiful sentence in his life when she whispered to him.

"Move faster Tom, I need, more." He didn't think twice. He moved back, his body kneeling in front of her, but never leaving her tight quim. He moved his hands on her hips, holding her steady as he began to piston into her body. The sight was the most beautiful thing he'd seen. He let go of her hip, bringing his hand up to touch her.

He moved his thumb over her clit, rubbing in small circles. She began to making these little sounds, they were driving him crazy.

Hermione could feel that delicious tension build up again, she had wanted this for a while, and now she was about to come for the second time.

Tom watched her breasts bounce as he fucked her. She was perfect, he felt her body tensing.

"Tom, Yes, don't stop,please don't stop, please, please" she begged as her orgasm crashed over her.

Tom loved her whimpered begging, like he could have stopped if he wanted to. They were both too far into it for anything but completion. Her pulsing orgasm pulled his own from him. He felt light headed as he filled her, he leaned forward, kissing her as his hips involuntarily rutted him forward a few more times.

"Gods Hermione, That was amazing." He whispered, afraid to talk much louder. His entire body felt over sensitive.

Hermione felt like she was floating, she moved her hand to touch his back, holding him to her. The touch caused him to move. And she was beginning to feel the tenderness between her thighs.

Tom moved to lay next to her, not letting her look at the bed, there was a bit of blood on the blanket. He used his wand to clean it up and snuggled back down next to her.