Lust & Magic ~ Mattheo Riddle

Chapter four 🤎

'It's been a couple of days since we got back to school. Today is Wednesday and Draco and I decided to skip this last class of the day.

I'm on my way now to meet him at the balcony on the sixth floor. It's probably one of my favorite spots in the castle, you can see everything from there, you can see Hogsmeade, the lake, most of the castle grounds and the forest, it's a stunning view.

I walk through the corridors that are mostly empty at this hour, since everyone are on classes. I pass the entrance of the library when I hear footsteps behind me, someone walks out of the library. 'Fuck, that must be Madam Pince' I think, worried I'm about to get caught by her. I turn around, ready to explain the reason I'm out of class, but for my surprise, it's not our scary librarian.

It's Mattheo Riddle. What a fucking coincidence.

The second I see him I decide to resume my way to the balcony, before I'll do something I will regret later. I turn around and start walking, but he's fast. He grabs my wrist and in one quick movement he has me trapped between him and the wall. "What the-" I say, but he interrupts me.

"Skipping class Walker?" His arms are leaning on the wall on both sides of me, at the same line as my shoulders. The sleeves of his buttoned white shirt are rolled up to his elbows and the shirt hugs his muscles perfectly, I can make the shape of his abs through it, I look at his Slytherin tie, I follow it with my eyes all the way up to his neck, and up until I reach his face. All breathless by the sight and the closeness of his body I suddenly realize who's the person I just checked out, while he stands right here, watching me. Shit.

He smirks, and I feel my cheeks heating up. "I could ask you the same thing." My voice is as indifferent as it can be right now. Get over yourself Ellie, I think to myself, while slowly taking my wand out of my pocket.

As soon as Mattheo notices my wand in my hand he pins my right hand to the wall beside my head, forcing me to drop my wand. I move my free hand but he's faster than me and before I know it, I got both of my hands pinned to the wall by Mattheo Riddle, his body almost touching mine, but not yet.

I stare at him, my breathing becomes heavier, he stares back, looking all satisfied with himself. My brows furrowed, and there's no way he's going to win this. Without thinking I arch my back, pushing my body to his so we're touching. His jaw clenches, "You're a real smartass aren't you Walker?" He pushes me back into that wall until there's no space between our bodies. I feel his warmth all over me, all around me, it's everything.

"And why is that?" I refuse to be the one who looks away, so I keep the eye contact while he takes both my hands and holds them above my head with one hand, his free hand's moving to my jaw, holding me so I can't look away even if I want to.

"You know exactly why" His thumb touches my lips, gently pressing. He is no longer keeping eye contact, he is only looking at my lips.
My eyes go wide when I realize, he is hard, and I can feel it pressing against my stomach, even through all the clothes.

"I hate you" I say for no particular reason.

"Maybe, but your body doesn't. if I were to push my fingers into your panties right now, we both know what I would find there." He lowers his hand, making sure it brushes my breast on it's way.

"Let go off me" My words are meaningless. I close my eyes shut when Mattheo's fingers touch my inner thigh.

He brings his lips to my ear and I shiver, "Not quite yet, first let's test my theory, shall we?" I get chills from the contact of his cold rings on my bare skin. I open my eyes to see he's already staring at me.