Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

wish. He found the zipper on the side of her plaid skirt and let it fall to the ground. He knelt down and
was face to face with her pussy.
"Gods, 'Mione," he sighed and suddenly leaned forward and pressed his mouth against her. Hermione
moaned and thrashed around as he licked her. Her movements became so that he had to grab a hold of
her hips to steady her.
"Ron," she gasped as he slipped his tongue between her folds. "So good…"
"'Mione," he mumbled, muffled from where he was. She pulled him up suddenly. Before Ron could say
anything, she grasped the sides of his open shirt and pulled him forward, kissing him hard. Ron
managed to find his wits and slowly slid his hand down her stomach.
"Yes…" she sighed as he got closer to his goal. "Ron, inside," she ground out. Her moan was exquisite
as his fingers, only two, entered her wet, dripping womanhood. She was so tight, Ron couldn't wait to
get himself inside of her and fuck her. He added a third finger and Hermione nearly passed out. It was
so good.
"'Mione," he breathed against her ear, swooping down to kiss and nibble her neck. "Why don't you cum
for me?" he said cheekily and that's all it took. Hermione screamed out his name as her orgasm
overtook her. She was panting as Ron raised his fingers to his face and licked them clean. "You taste
delicious, 'Mione," he said and then moaned as she grasped his quickly re-hardening member.
"Ready for more?" she asked, still trying to catch her breath.
"'Mione," he moaned and she rolled her eyes, letting go of his engorged member. "I want to, so bad".
They walked slowly over to the bed, removing the last bits of their torn and wet clothes. "Ron," she
beckoned him over to the bed.
"'Mione," he sighed as he pushed her down onto the bed, "I love you so much," he stammered as his
fresh erection pushed against her thigh.
Hermione smiled up at him. "Now please, for the love of Merlin's pants, Ron…make love to me!" Ron
needed no further encouragement. Her tunnel, still slick and wet from their playtime, let him slide
easily inside. Ron and Hermione gasped together as he reached as far as he could go.
"So…tight…" Ron ground out as Hermione wiggled below him, trying to adjust, sending waves of
pleasure through Ron.
"Ron, it hasn't been that long," said Hermione
"If you're going to give me lip," Ron began as he pulled himself out of her, but Hermione smirked.
"I thought I already-"
"'Mione!" he gasped at her perversion. "I meant…" she giggled and he laughed. He hovered the head of
his member right outside of her reach. "You want me inside you, 'Mione?" he teased, his mouth right
next to her ear.
"Yes!" she gasped and tried to push in him by wrapping her legs around his waist and pushing with her
heels.
"I don't think you do," he slid only his head inside her. "I think you want me to tease you," he smiled.
"Ron Weasley," she threatened and Ron just chuckled.
"Tell me what you want, 'Mione…tell me…" he smirked again.
"Fuck me, Ron, now," she stared him right in the eyes and without breaking contact, he slid back into