CHAPTER 4

DRACO

He'd just had the best night in a long time. Him and Stacey had cuddled all night long, they'd kissed some more and he made her come again this time with his hands between her legs soaking up her wetness. She felt and tasted so good he almost came just from touching her.

He stretched out his hand to her side of the bed, seeking her warmth. Thank God he changed his suite, his former suite would have been barely able to hold them given their extravagances the previous night. He stretched his hand farther hoping to pull her in for another one of their slow lazy kisses, only to realize that her end of the bed was empty left for the note on it which he guessed was from her. He unfolded the crisp paper careful not to cause damage to it. Weird that he would pay so much attention to a piece of paper just because her hands had been on it and her writing was in it. Her writing was swift and curvy, just like her. It was a thank you note and she also stated that she'll want to hangout some other time, and God knew he was down to hangout with her all day everyday. She was funny and smart and sweet, like literally sweet, the sweetest even. All he needed to do was call her and schedule a date for that evening, oh shit! He didn't even have her number. He folded and re folded the note hoping for some sort of clue and then he spotted it at the bottom corner of the paper, her number. He'll call and plan the date right away, he just really wanted to see her again even though its been only a few hours that they'd been away from each other. He had lots of stuff to attend to, it was going to be an eventful day.

The evening was warm and bright, he was really excited for this date with Stacey. He'd picked out the perfect spot made the reservations, he'll he'd never been excited for anything like this in a long while now. He'd also made some calls too while getting the preparations done. He made it clear to his client that he was no longer going to hunt Stacey down, some things were just worth foregoing. He'd find some money cover the medical bills on his grandma's tab and have as much fun as he could with Stacey.

They'd texted back and forth the entire day, she made him feel good about himself, made him feel like he could be better at least. He didn't even have his regular night terrors the previous night she'd been in his bed, he'd been afraid he'll scare her away and she'll know the truth but they never came.

He pulled up in the driveway matching the description she gave him and texted to let her know that he'd arrived. He only had to wait a few minutes before she came through, the one person he'd been anticipating to see. She looked so beautiful, she almost took his breath away. How could he already be so in awe of her when they'd only properly hung out once and texted a few times. He got out of his end of the car to get the door for her and took his time to properly look her over.

She was wearing a long body con gown with slits at one end, showing her long, slender legs, he really wanted to run his hands over them, over and over again. The gown had no sleeves, knotted firmly in place over her neck, a wide opening at the back went down all the way just below her waist. He could stare at her back all day, her glorious golden skin was all he wanted to look at now. Her hair was pinned atop her head in an articulately messy bun, some strands falling lightly across her face. He could just stand there staring at her for hours on end. Her breasts bounced lightly as she walked, he felt himself grow hard. He really wanted to skip the whole date scene and just go home to bury himself in her, in her warmth and fragrance. She smelled so good he could almost taste it.

" Hey " she smiled as she finally approached him, pulling him out of his reverie.

"Um, hi " he replied, having no fucking clue what to even say. She looked so fucking gorgeous it was almost impossible for him to think straight, when her scent was engulfing him, drawing him in. " You look so damn beautiful Stacey " he finished in between paused breaths as he opened the door for her.

" Are you comfortable now? " he asked. He needed to be sure she was perfectly adjusted to the car before he sped off. " Do you want me turn on the heat ? " he continued asking just to be sure.

" I'm fine, perfectly okay " she replied.

" I got you roses, figured you were a rose kind of girl. Wait do you like roses? " he asked, handing her the bouquet of flowers he got. God he really did hope she liked roses, he didn't even bother to ask.

" I love roses Draco, thank you they're beautiful " she countered as she took in the scent of the flowers.

Ah he was really relieved, he just wanted everything to be perfect for her, wanted her to remember this night in a special sorts of way.

" What kind of music do you like Stacey? " he asked as he hit the play button and let Micheal Jackson's 'off the wall' guide them away from the town. " I'm into pop, a little R & B, a little rap. What about you?" He asked.

" Oh I'm an Adele and Sia fan girl " she replied laughing. "I'm heavy into R & B too. And I fuck heavy with MJ's music, he's always been a favorite of I and my dad " she finished.

They talked extensively about their music tastes on the ride, theirs was really similar other than the fact that he really didn't listen to Sia and Adele, and she didn't Fuck with rap.

He occasionally kept glancing at her, noting the way her eyes lit up when she laughed, the way her lips stretched when she smiled, the way her breasts heaved up and down with every movement because she wasn't wearing a bra. The way the slit of her dress let him get a glimpse of her thigh, he needed some form of physical contact with her, craved it even. He reached for her hand, holding it firmly in place, careful not to let his stray so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

They'd finally arrived at their destination, the place was warm and cozy,. soothing music was playing in the background. He'd particularly picked this place because of its setting and he loved the aesthetic vibe he picked up there. He rechecked the reservations, shit they were thirty minutes late and their seats had been taken.

They had to wait for another ten minutes, going back and forth with the staff, something he'll rather have avoided but Stacey wasn't having it. She really drilled some sense into the staff, he just stood watching her, her gestures, every single move she made was photographed into his memory. He was really mesmerized by her. They finally got their seats even, better than the one he'd even booked, apparently Stacey's father was some really important person in this parts and merely the mention of his name had the staff at their beck and call. He wondered who her dad was anyway, he remembered her mentioning him the first time they'd met. He never actually forgot anything she did or said, it really freaked him out. He knew he was treading on dangerous waters falling for her this fast, this hard, but it was impossible for him to stay away.

Now he was watching her eat, barely touching his own food, he wanted more than anything to eat her out, ruin her of her clothes, ruin her for other men. Just thinking about her with other men made him sick, he realized then that he wanted to be the only man she'll be with.

" Aren't you going to stop watching me and eat instead, really ? " her voice paraded his thoughts.

He knew what he really wanted to eat was seated an arm's length away from him, chewing so agonizingly slow on her food. He watched her lips move again as she wrapped them around her fork and had an instant hard on. He wanted those full pouty lips wrapped around his d!ck and not some stupid fork damn.

" Fuck the food, dance with me Stacey please " he really needed to be close to her somehow and he'll settle for dancing, for now.

" Language Draco " she replied laughing " it'll really be a shame to let all this good food go to waste don't you think. I'm not so hungry myself I must admit but we really shouldn't waste the food, don't you think? "

He had no idea she cared about wasted food this much, it was funny watching her fuss over food that she was barely eating.

" Do you really care about the food that much now? C'mon dance with me. I really need to feel you more than I need to eat. "

" Okay, if you so wish. I'll dance with you " she replied, laughing heartily.

She had no idea how much he more than wished to feel her. He held her hand lightly as he stirred her in the direction of the dance floor, his other hand holding her firmly in place by the waist.

Sia's snowman was playing faintly in the background, the moment felt so perfect, so right. Nothing seemed to matter at that moment, just her and him swaying in perfect harmony to the music, his hands outlining every curve of her body through her dress. He loved the way she felt against him, the way her body molded perfectly against his as they danced to the music. The night was perfect and he wanted it to last forever.

He held her hands tightly on the drive home, he was going to drop her off, then reminisce on every detail of the night, especially the dancing scene, they really did a lot of dancing, he had no idea Stacey had moves like that, moves that drove him insane. They'd danced some more to Madonna and some other Pop music he had never heard. She had been happy throughout their date, he loved seeing her happy, making her happy. But the night was over and all he was going home to was an empty bed and her beautiful face etched in his mind.

" My place or yours? " she whispered gently into his ears, drawing him out of his reverie. Good, so he wasn't the only one that didn't want the night to end.

" Mine" he whispered back as he steered the car in the direction to his place.

They didn't make it to his bed, gnawing at each other's clothing, kissing every inch of skin they could find on each other's bodies. He wanted to savor every kiss they shared, every touch.

He wanted to take off every inch of her sexy clothing and memorize every curve of her body with his fingers and then his mouth. He didn't stop kissing her as he found the knot of her dress and undid it carefully, taking it off slowly inch by inch as he watched her reaction in the mirror in front of them. It turned him on even more, watching her arousal so clearly in the mirror, he inhaled a sharp breath when he finally caught a glimpse of her puckered nipples when the dress was finally off. She was naked underneath except for her thong, he laced two fingers beneath them where he felt her wetness and ripped the thong apart.

" Oh please " she panted, watching his hands roam between her legs in the mirror.

" Been wanting to take that dress off of you all night Stacey " he whispered into her ear, watching her reaction in the mirror.

" Please " she begged some more " I can't stand much longer please ". He loved her begging like this, begging for more, begging him to stop all at once. He led her towards the bed, depositing her at the centre of it. His mouth found hers once more and he kissed her long and hard, more possessive this time.

" I want to touch you too, I need to touch you " she whimpered, tugging at his sleeves. He stopped kissing her long enough to let her unbutton his shirt and shrug it off. Her hands roamed over his chest, exploring every detail of it.

" I want to kiss you, everywhere " she breathed against his skin. He turned over, switching positions with her as he did, her on top of him this time. Her beautiful breasts in his face, God knew he could never tire of looking at her breasts they were easily the most beautiful he had seen, her pink erect nipples in his face, begging to be sucked. He caught one perfectly rounded nipple in his mouth and sucked hard, eliciting a sharp cry from her as he did.

She was moving against him now, her pussy grinding on his jeans, making him grow harder. He groaned as his hands found her other breast, mirroring the movements of his mouth on the other, his other hand holding her ass firmly in place.

" I want to kiss you too, please " she begged, and he knew he couldn't deny her anything in that moment.

She fisted her hands in his hair, while her mouth started a trail from his lips, her tongue tasting him, teasing, prying his mouth open to her. She tasted so sweet it made him moan too as he kissed her back. Her hands roamed over his chest as her lips found his ear lobe and bit softly, her tongue licking, driving him insane, giving him more pleasure than he'd even imagined. Her mouth continued its trail downwards, finding his nipples, sucking, he didn't know it was possible for him to get any harder, she was driving him insane and she knew it. She smiled as she went lower, resting above his jeans, kissing and sucking on his skin as she undid his trousers with expert hands. She finally delved him of his jeans, her hands finding his cock pumping hard and slow.

" So good baby, so good " he cooed.

Her mouth replaced her fingers on his dick, sucking hard, wetting him with her tongue. Her hands were on his balls now, massaging. God knew he'd never had it this good before, he prayed he'd last, her mouth was driving him insane, she felt so good wrapped around his d!ck like that, watching him come apart from below with her beautiful, brown wide eyes.

He fisted his hands in her hair this time, driving deeper into her, filling her mouth with him, pumping harshly, fucking her mouth, grinding himself against her, needing more, taking everything he could.

Three harsh pumps later and he came, filling her mouth with his cum. But he was far from done with her. A few minutes later, he'd made her come too with his head between her legs, driving her insane just the way she'd done with him.

" Let me go " the female voice was screaming. Her cries were becoming more urgent, deafening him. He knew that voice, he rushed faster to where he assumed the pleas were coming from. He heard the ripping of more clothing and more cries.

" No, no " the female voice cried louder, he couldn't get there fast enough, the more he ran, the more the room stretched.

" Please, I'm begging you, please just let me go " the female voice begged, it seemed nearer now.

He recognized the voice now, it was Abby, he'd sworn to protect her. He kicked open the door, peeling the offending man off her as he did, landing him a swift blow on the face, sending him flying to the other end of the room. He was too late, he'd failed her. She was lying on the floor now, crying, her body bruised.

" I'm sorry " he pleaded as he knelt down on the floor beside her. " I'm so sorry " he was near tears, he gathered her in his arms, she was shaking, she needed warmth.

" Please look at me " he begged. He was going to kill that son of a bitch. She lifted up her chin and peered into his face, but it wasn't Abby he saw, looking into his eyes was Stacey, sadder than he'd ever seen her.

" Noooo " he screamed, not Stacey, not her, not his Stacey. He screamed louder.

He woke up with a jolt, Stacey was staring at him a worried expression on her face. It had all been a dream.

" Its okay, I'm here now " she said, trying to calm him down " I'm here, its all a dream ".

" Did you leave before? " he asked her, still shaking from the aftereffects of the nightmare.

" Yes I did, I went outside to get some air, are you okay? Should I get you anything? " she asked.

" Don't leave me again, please Stacey promise you won't leave " he begged.

Stacey looked confused, but she answered back anyway. " I'm here now, I won't leave" she replied, gathering his large frame into her arms as she lay on the bed. " I'm here now, everything's fine " she crooned as he fell asleep in her arms.