In the Shadows (Mattheo Riddle)

Chapter 8 (spicy)

I had no clue what I would pick if he picked dare, I was more nervous right now than before I had to kiss him.

He smirked at me, "Truth, Malfoy"

A bunch of "oooo's" filled our area, perfect, he took a swig of his potion and motioned his head towards me.

"Why can't you look me in the eye?" I asked sitting back into the couch, bringing my drink up to my mouth, to hide my nervousness.

All eyes were on him. He looked fucked. He had to tell the truth. This was my only chance.

"I hate what happen between us last night. I hate that it had to be you." Draco looked please, but he opened his mouth to speak again, "I hate that I would do it again."

All eyes were on me, still hiding my emotion behind my cup. My brother now had daggers on him.

"Sorry Malfoy, damn serum" he tried to laugh it off.

"You could want to all you want riddle, doesn't mean you will" He shot at him.

I couldn't believe what he just said. He wants to kiss me again? Or he would if he was dared? He was so vague. Now I'm more fucked then I was earlier. Did I want to again? Fuck my life.

The game carried on, a bunch of funny truths and bizarre dares later. No one ever truth to dared me, so I sat indulging in my liquor. I have to say, I was quite feeling it now.

Our couch cleared out, the boys found girls to bring up to their dorms, pans even found a boy for the night. I sat their making drunk jokes with Theo, he thought my muggle clothes were quite amusing.

"Theo, make sure she goes to her room, alone" draco shouted, pulling Astoria up to his dorm.

We were the only ones left at this point.

He nodded back to him, "Im not your babysitter Amelia, I'm actually about to head up with someone. Would you like me to walk you first?"

"I'm okay Theo thank you, I think ill enjoy the liquor a bit more."

He nodded, standing up, but leaning over to whisper something In my ear, "Be smart please, you're better than who you're trying to be, love" and he headed off.

Still, across from he sat. Lighting up a fresh cigarette, eyes set on me.

I don't know what was coming over me. I wanted him. Why? I couldn't tell you, but I needed him.

I stood up and walked over to him, standing right in front of him. My legs in-between his, "So, you hate it had to be me, huh" I stared down at him.

He looked ups without moving his head, "Amelia, don't start." He growled.

What I did next, I never thought I would do, I took a seat, right on top of him. Straddling him. "You hate what you did to me, huh" not breaking eye contact.

He threw back his head, letting out a big sigh, "you're bitting off more then you could chew, Malfoy." Taking a drag.

I couldn't break the eye contact, I was too far gone, I couldn't think about what I was doing, or I knew I would back out. "and you would do it again?" I moved my lips closer to his.

"Your brother would have my head" he said, sliding his hand onto my thigh.

"What if I also, wanted to do it again? And again? And again?" I whispered, now nearly touching his lips.

He had his eyes locked onto mine, his big brown eyes with such a fire in them, one I've never seen before.

He gripped my thigh, extremely tight. Making me feel things I've ever felt before.

He licked his lips, looked me over once good, up and down.

"fuck it" he mumbled in the same breath he threw me on the couch, getting on top of me.

Our lips crashing together. His hands running wild all over my body.

What the fuck am I doing?

He reached his hand up my short skirt, quickly finding my underwear, as our lips were still playing tug of war. A swarm of heavy breathing, I couldn't believe what was happening.

He slipped his fingers under my tight underwear, pulling away, his eyes asking for permission. I nodded pulling him back in.

I couldn't stop feeling his tone arms, or ripped up back, in that instant my underwear were on the floor. I was exposed. I've never done this before.
I felt such a rush. Being in the empty common room, knowing someone could walk in at any moment.

I went to pull his pants down, when he stopped me, "you don't get that yet" I sighed, throwing my head back, I don't think I ever wanted anything so bad.

He slipped a finger or two into me, I gasped so loud, he threw his other hand over my mouth. "You need to be quite" he whispered, staring down at me, squirming.

"Please, Mattheo" I begged. I've never called him by his first name. I could tell his did something to him because before I knew it, his pants were slid down, and he was lining up to me.

Thats going to hurt.

He looked at me, one more time "are you sure you want this?"

"just fuck me" I snarled back at him, and thats exactly what he did.

He let out a large sigh on entrance, I knew my eyes were telling him exactly how I was feeling. I couldn't believe what I was doing, right here in the common room.

"You're so fucking tight" he whispered in my ear, not holding back on any of his thrust.

I couldn't help but scratch up his back, I was scared to make a noise, but I was enjoying it too much to just sit there.

He let out a big thrust, as I sat up and bite his shoulder, which clearly just turned him on more.

Im not sure what reaching my point was, but I'm pretty sure I did it 4 times.

He pulled me down, and motioned my mouth open as he finished.

Then threw him self on couch next to me, lighting up a cigarette. No words were exchanged. Just heavy breathing. My legs sprawled across his lap.

What did I just do?

I just fucked Mattheo Riddle.