|| My Psychopath || Mattheo Riddle ||

Chapter Four

Dreaming of a certain pair of beautiful brown eyes.

I woke up, it was around 4:30 at night. But I had the most amazing dream, it was him and he was doing everything you could imagine, in all the good ways.

I don't like to think of it as a sex dream, but it totally was. I mean, he was fucking me into my mattress.. Deep, hard, his body completely dominating my own.

Is it bad to think of someone you just met in such naughty ways, like, having them rail you so hard you can't breathe?
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It's now the afternoon, you could say that all I've thought about today was him, and my erotic dream. I just need to go and see him, maybe go and get coffee? Yea, ill go over and ask!

I left the house, and started to walk over to his, my stomach filling with butterfies the closer I got. As I reached his front door i lifted my hand to knock, was this a good idea? I should go! Before I could turn around and run home. A hand grabbed my wrist.

I had be so caught up thinking to myself I hadn't heard the door open or saw Theo standing there. "oh.. Hi." he just smiled and looked at me, what was he thinking?

"Do you wanna get coffee," I paused, taking a deep breath, "with me?" he smiled again, "I'd love to." I couldn't contain the grin that laid itself upon my face, "it's a date!" he just laughed and closed the door behind him.

He walked behind me almost all the way there, was he admiring my ass or something?

When we arrived, we ordered our drinks, I got a double chocolate mocha and Theo got black coffee. I could work with that. We got our coffee and left, deciding we would take a walk to the nearby park.
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We seated on a bench, still laughing at the terrible joke I had made, his laugh was the hottest thing ever, he looks so happy.

"You're fucking gorgeous." I slapped my hand over my mouth, I thought I had said that in my head, fucking idiot. He stopped what he was saying, looking me in the eyes, he smiled, biting his lip.

"And you, Isabel, you are so fucking hot." he spoke with a straight face, eyes never leaving my own. I smiled, "Oh." I hadn't expected him to be so calm. Before I could help myself, I threw my leg over his lap, straddling him.

He looked into my eyes, his looked darker, desire swam in them. His hand was now on the back of my head, tangled in my hair. "Kiss me."

So I did, I crashed my lips onto his in an act of desperation. We had shared our first kiss only a few days ago, but it felt like I had been starved of him for too long. He groaned into the kiss, pulling me further forward and into him by my hips.

By this point we were fully making out, most likely getting strange looks from passers. I didn't care, I was drunk on his taste. I knew we should pull away, stop. But it was near to impossible.

"We" kiss "Need" kiss "To" kiss "Stop." kiss.

He pulled away, his hands cupping my face. I smiled, biting my lip, and giggling. He smiled at me, it had to be the most beautiful thing I had seen all day, "I love your smile."

He looked shocked at my statement, but seemed to become a little shy, "Oh, thank you, Isabel. I love your eyes, in fact, whenever I look into them, I feel like I'm swimming in a pool of golden dust."

Now it was my turn to be shocked, I could feel my cheeks heat up and my thighs attempt to clamp together, which failed since I am currently sat on his lap. God, I can be stupid sometimes, that was so obvious!

He chuckled, placing his hands on my thighs. "Gosh, if I had knew what a compliment does to you, I would to have done it sooner." I was getting redder and the need to return his cockyness with attitude was to strong.

"Yea? Well at least I'm not hard right now." oh my fucking god! My eyes widened, and I gasped at what I had just said. I don't even know if its true or not. I'm 100% not sat close enough to him to know of feel anything.

His face stayed cool, and he just looked me in the eyes, he reached up," And how would you on know? Huh? Wanna find out?" he grasped my hand in his, bringing it slowly towards his dick, was he being serious?

I didn't object, and allowed him to move me however he wanted. My hand came in contact and he left it there, just hovering over, placed on the fabric of his clothes.

I didn't know what he wanted me to do. I looked at him to find some sort of clue, he gave nothing away. "Go ahead Isabel, you wanted to find out."

I decided that it's now or never, I glided my hand over the fabric to the waistband. Still looking him in the eyes, he bit his lip, making me lick mine. I continued pulling the band forward, and slipping my hand in. Nothing was obvious from where my hand was before, but now, I could feel everything.

He didn't say anything, his breathing was heavy and his eyes were swimming. He rolled his eyes back, his breathing quick and shallow. He chuckled, a deep sound from the chest and I attempted to close my legs again, at this point I was just being obvious. He smirked and spoke for the first time in a few moments of silence.. And my hand being above his dick.

"You're the only one who can keep my dick hard."

AHHH
Lmao thank you for reading, sorry it has been so long. Hope you enjoyed!

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