"Fuck, Hermione, get your damned bushy hair out of my face before we end up on the floor," he panted and she chuckled throatily and scraped her hair back, and then bit him on the chin – in retaliation he was sure. Draco dropped her on his bed with a bounce and a protesting creak of the bedsprings. Her hair haloed out around her head, and she looked fucking gorgeous. Wanton. Hermione Granger sprawled on his bed with her lips kiss-swollen and eyes whiskey in the light, and Draco wanted nothing more than to make her cum and scream and beg. Draco smirked; who would have ever thought he would be this hard for Hermione fucking Granger?