my inheritance (g.w x o.c)

chapter nine: risky business

18+ warning

As soon as the words left my mouth, his lips slammed on mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him close as he slowly unzipped my dress. He eagerly kissed down my neck, leaning me back on the table. I started unbuttoning his shirt as our tongues fought for dominance. Who knew George had this whole other side to him? I suppose pranks aren't his entire personality.

I hummed as he left a trail of kisses down my chest. His hands tenderly ran down my sides, causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach. I lifted my hips as he pulled my dress down. He paused at my underwear. He looked up at me, silently asking permission.

"Don't stop," I whispered, and he smirked, pulling my underwear down. He kissed my inner thighs, sending chills down my spine. He softly breathed on me, and I groaned. "Quit teasing, Weasley."

He looked up at me before bringing his face back to mine. His lips gently grazed mine before he leaned down to my ear.

"Quit teasing?" he questioned, gently biting my ear. "But remember who's in charge tonight, princess." I whimpered as he rubbed me. He groaned against my skin. "Bloody hell, I could listen to that beautiful sound forever." He kissed my jawline. "You. So helpless and needy." He slowly slipped a finger in, barely giving me time to adjust before adding another.

"Damn it, George, just-" I was cut off by a moan as he sped up his pace.

"Language, princess," he smirked, leaning back to look at me. I pulled him down into a kiss. "Someone's impatient."

"Someone's being-" Another moan interrupted me. I arched my back as I got closer. He sped up. Just before I came, he pulled his fingers out. I gasped at the loss of touch, opening my eyes to look at him. He seemed satisfied with himself. "You're-"

"In charge," he interrupted. I glared. "That's what I thought." He moved so he was between my legs. "Now, if you can manage to stay quiet, then maybe I'll let you finish." He lifted my legs before going down on me. I bit my lip, throwing my head back.

"Damn it," I cursed. I gripped the sides of the table as pleasure coursed through my body. He hummed against me, and I shut my eyes. This boy was pure bliss. Once he finished, he left a trail of kisses back up my body before pulling away to take his pants off. He pushed his pants down, and I glanced down his body. I tried to catch my breath while recovering, but my heart just started beating faster. He smirked, leaning down to kiss me. I ran my hands into his hair before he kissed to my ear.

"Bloody hell, I could look at you like this all day," he growled, nipping my earlobe. "Completely undone, effortlessly breath-taking."

"You're perfect," I sighed as he kissed my neck.

"Wrong, my darling," he whispered, pulling my leg to wrap around his waist. I wrapped both of my legs around his waist before he lifted me up. "Because you see, I've seen perfection." He carried me over to a couch and set me down before taking off his underwear. He hovered over me, kissing me gently. "As a matter of fact, I'm staring at her right now, and quite honestly, you become more and more perfect the longer I look."

I pulled him back into a kiss, running my fingers into his hair. He groaned, bringing a hand up my body to my neck.

"Damn it, you're so bad," he breathed out, running a finger over my bottom lip.

"Am I?" I whispered, giving him an innocent look. "I hadn't noticed."

He smirked. "You will." He slowly slid in, and we both let out an airy moan. He kissed me again as he sped up. I whimpered when he pinned my hands above my head. "Hands to yourself, darling. Let me explore, you can wait."