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Working Girl	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 8440 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Two hundred galleons.” She said calmly. He nodded and dove back in for another kiss. This time he put more into it and Pansy responded equally. It had been a long time since she felt the desire she felt tonight.

She hugged him tighter with her leg as she pulled his shirt free from his trousers. Slipping her hand under his shirt she felt smooth skin over firm muscles. He jumped at the contact at his waist.

Moving down he slid his lips along her neck. She turned her head to allow him more skin. His open mouth kisses on her neck warmed her whole body. He knew just where to give his attention. His hand was now on her ass, gently squeezing the flesh. She rarely wore knickers these days so he had a handful of soft flesh.

She yanked at his shirt, until he took the hint and rose up pulling it over his head. He reached down and tugged her dress past her shoulders. He seemed caught up in the view of her breasts as they sprang free.

He braced his weight on one arm next to her while he reached up with the other, gently cupping her breast. Pansy held herself still as he touched her, pinching her nipple with his thumb and forefinger. It puckered for him immediately. He dropped his head and took it in his mouth.

Pansy arched higher, offering herself up to him, his tongue rolled her nipple in this mouth. She felt her pussy grow wet as his cock pressed into her thigh. She reached a hand down and cupped his cock through his trousers.

He had a lot to work with, this man did, and she couldn’t wait to feel it’s power. He moved to her other nipple, shifting his waist so she could move her hand around better.

He lowered his hand to his trousers quickly unfastening them. He opened them up but didn’t move then away. He merely let her slip her hand inside while continued the delicious assault on her breasts.

Sliding her hand into the waistband, she wrapped her fingers around him. Her fingers almost met on the other side, but it was plain that they would only touch if he was limp. She could feel the tight hair against her wrist. Raising her thumb she ran it slowly over the eye, eliciting a groan from his throat and an arch of his hips.

He had lifted his lips back to her neck, licking and sucking her skin, groaning into her throat from her cock massage. He let out a loud vocal gasp as she dropped her hand and cradled his sack.

He took her mouth in a hot kiss, thrusting his tongue and arching his hips against her hand. She was a hotter than any woman he’d been with, and he tried to put the money factor out of his mind. What he wouldn’t give to have a woman like this who wanted him this way.

While he kissed her with a heated passion he reached down and lifted her dress to her waist. As she continued her groping of his cock he reached a hand down and palmed her pussy.

“Shit!” He said into her mouth. She was soaked. Hot and wet against his hand. He slipped a finger into her easily. “What spell did you use?” Then wished he hadn’t asked.

“I didn’t.” He looked down at her. “Normally I have to, but this is you.”

“You like this?” He asked.

“I have not felt this way for a long time and yes I like it.” He added another finger and watched her eyes roll. “Fuck Ron.”

“Eventually.” He said lifting his thumb to roll her clit. She groaned and rolled her head, spreading her leg out to the side. She shifted his weight to settle between her legs. Her hands gripped his shoulders as his hand moved against her. “Gods Pansy you’re so fucking wet.” He could hear her juices slurping around his fingers.

“Ron, that feels so fucking good.” She arched her hips to his, keeping both legs wide apart.

“Uumm….does it? Would you rather feel something other than fingers right now?” He asked, kissing her lips.

“Yes.” She said lifting her hips again. What she wouldn’t give to feel him inside her.

“What would you like to feel?” He asked against her lips.

“I want to feel you Ron.” She said back kissing him again.

“You can feel me now,” he thrust his fingers, “can’t you?” So Ron liked a dirty talker did he?

“I want to feel your cock Ron.” She told him, pulling his shoulders and lifting her hips higher.

“Really?” He asked, pushing his fingers again, rolling her clit harder.

“Yes Ron, I want you to fuck me, I need it.” She did need it, Ron had her body on fire.

“I want to fuck you too Pansy.” He said into her mouth keeping his fingers moving. She reached down and pushed his trousers down his hips. He pulled away for only a moment to strip off his trousers, before returning to her. Before he leaned over her, he grabbed the dress at her waist and pulled it down her hips, tossing it to the floor.

She raised her knees right away and he slid between her thighs. She reached down and guided him in. He sank inside fully, groaning and throwing his head.

“Feel good?” She asked.

He looked down at her as he thrust. “Oh yes.” He lowered down for a kiss. This one was hard and deep, just like he was. He thrust deep as his tongue plunged again. Her insides were hot from this body moving over her.

He kept his thrusting slow and deep, feeling every inch of her.

She grabbed his hips and moved him to a rhythm she liked. She didn’t normally do this either. Most men just wanted to move the way they wanted to. Her feelings never came into consideration. But she knew Ron would pay attention. She knew Ron would make her feel something.

He braced his knee higher and pushed into her like she indicated. He drove into her as she clutched his ass in her hands pulling his closer.

Then she felt it building. It started in her pelvis and moved down her thighs. She locked her ankles around his waist and her arms around his shoulders.

“Damn Ron.” He gasped as she approached her release. He kept his hips moving the way she wanted and grunted as her cunt tightened down on his cock. “Ron…..RonRonRon…”

She chanted his name over and over between clenched teeth as she came hard. He felt himself lose control. He drove faster and harder, worked his hips into her. She was soaked now from her orgasm. She felt incredible around him, soft and wet.

He looked down at her and felt his body take over. She welcomed him into her as he thrust deep, letting his climax race through his body. His limbs were shaking. The vein in his neck stood out and then relaxed.

He rested his weight next to her as he came down to earth again.

An hour later found Pansy and Ron next to each other naked, side by side, with the chess board in front of them. The game was far from competitive, but neither player was striving to do their best.

Their legs were entwined comfortably. “You must be tired.” Ron said moving a piece.

Pansy countered his move. “I have a bed to get some sleep in whenever I want.” She laughed.

“I meant…..” He started as he moved another piece.

“I know what you meant. You want to know when I’m going to kick you out.” She moved her piece and took his.

“In a nutshell, yes.” He smiled, contemplating the board.

“I have a floo here, you can stay the night if you want.” She watched as he moved his piece, then saw his mistake. “Unless you have to get somewhere,” She took another of his pieces “or to someone.”

“There’s no one else.” He didn’t know why he felt the need to tell her. She didn’t know why she felt good at hearing it. She was the last person who should care.

“Well then, are you going to sleep here?” She asked, looking at him.

“I’d like that.” He said.

“So would I.” She said, kissing his cheek. “Oh and Ron.”

“Yes?” She moved a piece.

“Checkmate.” She smiled as his confused look turned to acceptance.

“Bloody hell.” He said. “I’ll win the next one.

Pansy jumped up and set about locking and warding her room. If the wards were up then everyone knew she had a client. All night and overnight clients happened occasionally so it was nothing new. “Do you need sleepwear?” She asked him.

“I sleep nude.” He said. She nodded and placed his clothes on a table near the fireplace.

“The house elves will launder them for you.” She explained as she aimed her wand at the fireplace. It would extinguish itself later. “Do you need to be up at a certain time?”

“No, I don’t work tomorrow.” She nodded and finished moving a few things around. Ron watched her as she settled her room for the night. The view of her moving about naked was a delight to his senses. He had a feeling it was more about the confidence she gained from her job, not shamelessness. She would have to have confidence in this line of work.

“Alright, now, you wanted a rematch I believe.” She levitated the chess board while her and Ron settled under the covers, sitting up against the headboard. They were warm under the duvet as they played another game. Again Pansy won. Ron once again had not been paying attention too strongly.

Pansy put out the lights as they lay down to sleep. Ron relaxed flat on his back with his arm around her. She cuddled up next to him and threw an arm over his chest, holding his hand. She smiled as she fell asleep against his warmth.
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