VIRGIN
LISTEN; MATTHEO RIDDLE SMUT stalker mattheo knows a lot about you, stuff nobody else knows. MY BACK IS PRESSED AGAINST A TREE, thick book
NERVES RUSH THROUGHOUT MY BODY, heart slamming against my chest. I inhale a deep breath, backing away from the tall man with the intimidating stare.
He laughs, only getting closer to me. Strong arms wrap around my waist, holding me still against his abs. “Scared?” Mattheo asks, smirking at me.
I shake my head at him, squirming to get free of his grip. He laughs again, only holding me tighter than before.
“I wanna know what you meant by that..” I whisper out, voice shaky. He lifts me up, placing me on the edge of the grass, feet still dangling in the water. “I know a lot more than you think i know, y/n.” He confesses, watching my eyes widen once again.
“Do you remember when Cho Chang called me a creep?” He asks, hands rested on the skin of my pale thighs. Breaths get caught in my throat, my only response being a slow nod.
“Do you remember punching her in the mouth?”
I lower my head, eyes focusing on either veiny hand rested against me. My heart flips, teeth digging into my bottom lip.
Butterflies stride around my stomach, stealing my confidence with each flutter of their wings. I’m sure the whole world shakes due to the thump of my heartbeat.
“I think that might’ve been when my obsession for you started, princess.” He says, tone dark and serious. My eyes flicker back to his and I’m no longer able to hold back any emotions, throwing myself right at him.
He kisses back, lips twisting with mine. Mattheo’s tongue grazes past my teeth, pushing at my tongue for dominance. I laugh in his mouth, wrapping my arms around him.
My fingers get tangled in his soft curls, pulling roughly at them. He moans in my mouth, strong hand pushing my thighs apart. I moan, hands rushing to his back.
He smiles into my mouth as I glide my hands along his soft, bulky skin. “Wanna know something?” I ask, pulling away from his lips.
Our eyes lock, once again and he nods. I smirk up at him, pulling his hand further down my thigh. His brows raise at my actions, clothed boner throbbing against me.
“I’ve been obsessed with you since second year, as well.”
He laughs, throwing his head back. I watch his chest rise, beautiful sounds falling from his mouth. “What’s so funny, huh?” I question, pressing my hand to his bulge.
I palm over him, smiling innocently as I bat my eyelashes. He groans, dropping his head into my chest. Lips press against my skin, soft kisses being placed on every piece of skin he can get to.
“You don’t think I know about your obsession?” He asks, moaning in between his sentence. I tug at his wet shorts, desperately attempting to pull them off him.
He pushes my hand away from him, catching his boxers in his pants. I toss them behind me, smiling at his cock that springs up to his belly button.
Pre cum leaks from his tip, giving me something to lather it with. I wrap my hand around him, staring up at him still.
“I felt your stares everywhere I went.” He speaks, swallowing his moans. I roll my eyes at him, reminding him of the way he’d stare more than I would.
The man bucks his hips, desperate for me to satisfy him. “Put it inside.” He demands, dark voice doing things to me. I roll my eyes, looking down at the denim shorts I wear.
He nods, quickly understanding me. My panties get caught in my shorts, just like his boxers got caught in his. A pretty pink tip slides along my folds, pre cum making me even wetter.
My nails dig into his back, whining at his teasing movements. He laughs above me, holding onto my hips. I lean down, wrapping my hand around it once again.
I push him inside me, eyes closing at the feeling of his girth pushing inside me. “I knew that you stalked me, Theo.” I moan out, throwing my head back.
He rolls his eyes, “Is that why you got naked any chance you could and made sure your legs were spread, just a little when you touched yourself?”
I wrap my legs around his torso, squeezing my thighs around his body. The man heaves, chest rising with deep moans.
I roll my eyes at him, “Perhaps, I wanted you to come in and fuck me?” I taunt.
He slides back, slowly and gently. I feel his breath fan against my chin, mouth getting closer to my ear.
“Did you get sick of doing it yourself?” He teases. I roll my eyes again, gripping his curls again. My body pushes against his, “Stop being a gentleman and fuck me, Riddle.”
His thrusts grow quicker and harder, cock resting deep inside me. I whine at his quick ability to find all my sweet spots, tip slamming against them, over and over, bringing me closer and closer to my high.
Our bodies meet half way, water splashing around us. The cruel wind hits me in the face, repeatedly. My eyes stare up at the sky, fingernails making deep scratches on his back.
“I’ve dreamt of you being my first.” He grunts, holding onto my arms. My eyes shoot towards his, mouth open in shock. Mattheo laughs at my reaction, white teeth glistening.
“Y-You don’t fuck like a virgin..” I whimper, letting my head fall onto his shoulder. He laughs again, pushing my body against the grass underneath me.
My back arches, lifting off the ground below me. I have nothing to scratch, nothing to hold onto but the delicate grass. The pieces snap in my hands, falling into the lake.
His hips snap against mine, somehow falling deeper inside me due to this new position he’s fucking me at.
“I’ve been saving myself for you.”
I scream his name, letting myself go on his cock. He groans, slapping my thigh angrily. “Fucking slut, fuck!” He shouts, pulling out just to turn me over.
He buries himself inside me, once again, balls slapping against my ass as he finds his much harsher pace.
My bra slides against the grass, causing me to whine. “I wanna go to your room!” I cry.
He leans down, pressing his chest to my back. In the blink of an eye, we’re in his dorm, my body pressed into the softness of his mattress.
Mattheo rails me better than anyone ever has, making me grow closer and closer to my second high. “Fuck, aren’t you close?” I cry, feeling embarrassed that I came so quickly.
He caresses my skin, kissing along my back. “I’ve needed to cum ever since you took your shirt off, y/n.”
There it is, I come again. He groans above me, slapping his hand across my bare ass. I squeal a muffled squeal into his pillow, pushing my head deeper into it.
“Please, cum inside me!” I whine, voice coming out as a cry. He does as I ask, letting his thick ropes of cum fill me.
“Mhmm, that’s it.. good fucking girl.” He moans, slapping my ass again. I whine some more, pussy filled with his warm liquid.
He pulls out of me, turning my body around, finally.
“Please, can I fuck your tits?” He asks, desperate eyes locking with mine.
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