Alright…im gonna try to get this up soon for all of you…so I hope you enjoy this!
Fred closed his eyes for a moment. The feeling of her body close to his and the smell of warm cinnamon rolls mixed with her perfume was practically mesmerizing to him. And what she had said. It was heaven to hear those words come from her perfect lips. He longed to say them back to her, but he couldn't. That meant commitment he wasn't ready for. He couldn't do it. It would hurt her in the end. But he couldn't help himself.
"I love you too." He whispered in her ear. She sighed with contentment, then wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her. Their lips met again, and he felt a new spark in her. It was powerful, it was demanding. He loved it.
She was in total control, and she knew it. She pulled him to her harder, making him stumble against her causing her to be pushed against the open door frame. She clutched it with one hand and pulled the door shut, so that if anyone was coming, she could hear them before they got to see anything. Then she slid against the wall until she was pressed up against it. He pressed against her, now matching her intense need. She was still in control of him though. She moved her hands to his chest and brought them slowly down, raking her nails lightly over his muscles. They responded deliciously. When she reached his jeans, she moved her hands to the button. He almost moved away but she pressed her lips firmly into his and moaned a little and he was hooked. She undid the clasp and got a hold of the zipper. Slowly she moved it down, and she could feel him. He moaned with pleasure. She was driving him crazy. They were all the way unzipped, and she let them drop. She wasn't sure how they would play this off, all she knew was that she wanted him, and she wanted him now. Now she grabbed his hands and moved them to the back of her thighs. He understood and he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him and grinded, hard. He moaned harder. She broke their lips apart finally and moaned.
"I want you, I need you, now." Her voice was low and sultry, and her eyes burned with desire. He felt it too, and now he could do nothing to stop it. He couldn't even speak, so he just nodded. He moved her over to the table and slid her skirt off of her legs. Then he slid her underwear off. He was losing no time. She slid his boxers off of him and was amazed. He was huge. She looked up at him and grabbed the back of his neck. He needed no persuasion. He kissed her fiercely and laid her back on the table and slid on top of her. She groaned and grinded against him. Her bare skin on him made him grab the edge of the table and moan fiercely.
"Now, please now." She groaned throatily. Then he moved back. He was about to slide into her when he heard feet on the stairs. She heard them too. He jumped off the table and grabbed his boxers and slid them back on. She grabbed her skirt and slid it on, but didn't bother with her underwear. She threw them into the garbage can and grabbed a washcloth. Fred sat down at the table just as Ron, Harry, George, and Mr. and Mrs. Granger walked in the door.
"Good morning. Something smells good." Reagan said, sniffing the air. Hermione turned around and smiled.
"Cinnamon Rolls. I made them this morning for everyone." Everyone made noises of delight and sat at the table. Hermione passed everyone one and then put the rest in the middle of the table. She sat down next to Fred and took his hand and guided his hand up her leg until he felt her. He took a silent inhalation of breath. She whispered in his ear.
"Tonight we can finish our…conversation." He couldn't help himself. He slid a finger over her and then into her. She felt her tighten, and then move his hand away. She then finished her cinnamon roll and excused herself. Today was going to be so hard to get through.
Omg…hanging again. Lol…well…I will update soon hopefully.