Hearing his name escape her lips as she climaxed, Draco pulled her back into the warm scented water, supporting her weight as her legs continued to tremble and placed his mouth over hers. Hermione parted her lips to allow his talented tongue access. Tasting herself on his tongue filled her with refreshed lust and she flirtatiously sucked his tongue.
Draco growled deep in the back of his throat and wrapped his arms around her small waist, lifting her feet from the floor of the pool. Hermione's arms tightened around his neck as his hands trailed her hips and came to rest on the backs of her thighs, lifting them around his waist. He stepped forward with her until her back touched the pale marble.
Deepening the kiss, Draco gently raised her up and then slowly lowered her onto him. Hermione gasped against his mouth as his whole length gradually filled her. He rested his forehead against hers and held the young witch stationary for a second, allowing her to get used to the feeling, knowing that it was her first time.
The moment of pain passed quickly and Hermione found that, much to surprise, she actually quite liked the feeling of having him inside of her. To let Draco know that she was ready for him to continue, she looked him in the eye and softly ran the tip of her pink tongue over his full bottom lip.
Slowly, Draco began to pull back an inch or two, before pushing back into her depths. Soon Hermione found herself grinding into his every thrust, encouraging him to pick up his pace; pulling back further and pushing harder, knocking her lower back against the hard marble, but she didn't care.
Their lips found each other in a passionate kiss as they moaned in their throats in unison. Harder and harder, faster and faster they thrusted against each other, their breathing becoming shallow gasps for air, their moans and sighs becoming louder. Hermione clawed at Draco's back and shoulders as her most intense orgasm yet rocked through her body, calling his name loudly as she tensed and quivered on his member.
Feeling her innermost muscles grip him firmly as she near-screamed his name, pushed Draco over the edge. With one last deep thrust, he buried his face in her damp hair. "Hermione," he breathed against her ear as his own climax shook him to the core.
They stayed there, wrapped around each other, Draco still buried deep inside Hermione, until they had caught their breath. He gently released his grip on her thighs and placed her back on her feet.