Boundless

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟐

I found Mattheo in the library, exactly where I expected he'd be at this time of day. He was sitting at his usual spot near the window, sunlight streaming in and illuminating his unruly dark hair. He was deeply engrossed in a book, his brow furrowed in concentration.

For a moment, I just watched him, taking in the way he absentmindedly pushed his hair back from his forehead and the way his lips moved slightly as he read. My heart swelled with affection. I couldn't resist sneaking up behind him and leaning down to press a soft kiss on his neck.

"Ew, I'm going to throw up," Pansy declared from behind me, her voice dripping with mock disgust.

Mattheo immediately stopped reading, a wide grin spreading across his face as he looked up at me. We both laughed at Pansy's dramatic reaction.

"What are you two doing here?" Mattheo asked, setting his book aside and raising an eyebrow at the sight of us.

"We're here to make a little contract," I replied, trying to sound serious but failing to hide my amusement.

"A contract?" Mattheo echoed, his eyebrows shooting up in confusion.

Pansy smirked, crossing her arms. "Stella asked if I could help you two come up with some rules for dating since you're new to this and, well, a bit of a man slut."

Mattheo scoffed, glancing at me with a playful glare. I just smiled innocently back at him, which earned an eye roll.

"What have you got, Parkinson?" he asked, feigning annoyance but clearly intrigued.

Pansy pulled a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to Mattheo. "Just a simple list," she said nonchalantly.

Mattheo scanned the list, nodding every so often as he read through the rules we had come up with.

"There's a rule that I must not annoy you when you're on your period," he mocked, looking at me with a teasing grin.

I shrugged, trying to look serious. "I get cranky."

He laughed and continued reading. "Okay, it's not actually that bad."

Pansy handed him a pen. "Sign it," she ordered.

"Really?" Mattheo asked, raising an eyebrow at her insistence.

"Duh, it's a contract," Pansy replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Mattheo rolled his eyes but signed the paper, then passed it to me. I quickly added my signature next to his.

"Happy now?" he mocked.

I nodded, handing the paper back to Pansy, who folded it up and tucked it safely away. "I'll let you two get back to your PDA," she said with a smirk before sauntering off to another part of the library.

With Pansy gone, I settled myself on Mattheo's lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. He smirked up at me. "Hello," he said, his voice dripping with mock exasperation.

"Hi," I replied, brushing my lips against his in a soft kiss. "Careful, love. People might think you're trying to seduce me," he teased.

I laughed, pressing more kisses to his neck and under his ear, loving the way he shivered at my touch. "I can't help that I have such an attractive boyfriend now," I murmured.

"You're needy," he teased back, his fingers drawing gentle circles on my thigh.

"Exactly," I whispered, nuzzling closer. "And I need your help."

Mattheo moved my legs to straddle his lap. I let out a soft gasp as I felt his erection pressing up against me, my hips instinctively rolling against him. Tangling my fingers in his hair, I found his lips in a desperate kiss. I wanted him, badly.

"Mattheo..." I breathed, my voice thick with desire. "We can't do this here."

He nipped at my bottom lip, his fingers digging into my skin. "I don't care," he growled, his voice low with lust. "I need you, love."

I knew I should protest, we were in a public place after all. But the look in Mattheo's eyes and the tone of his voice were enough to make me forget all rational thought. I pulled him into a desperate kiss, my tongue meeting his in a frenzied dance. My hands moved to the buttons on his shirt, undoing them with shaky fingers.

Mattheo groaned into the kiss, his hands moving to help me with the buttons on his shirt. His shirt fell open, revealing his bare chest. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his hands roamed over my body, roaming under my shirt and trailing up my sides.

Mattheo let out a stream of curses as I moved against him, the friction almost unbearable. He pulled me closer, his hands moving to my ass and gripping tightly. He buried his face in my neck, his breaths coming out in ragged gasps as he fought to control himself.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice thick with desire. I nodded and moved my hair behind my ear. "I'm sure."

Without hesitation, he lifted me up and pushed me backward against the desk, my back landing on top of the books and papers with a thud. He moved between my legs, his body pressed against mine as he leaned down to claim my lips in a frantic kiss.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, my legs lifting to wrap around his waist. I returned his kiss with equal fervor, my body arching up towards him. I could feel his hard length pressing against me, and I let out a soft moan against his lips.

I clung to him tightly, my fingers gripping his shoulders as he filled me. The feeling of him inside me was incredible, and I could only gasp and moan in response. My body arched up against his, my legs still wrapped around his waist.

I threaded my fingers through his hair, my nails scratching at his scalp. "Don't stop," I breathed, my voice thick with desire. I covered my mouth with my hand to quiet my moans.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against my ear. "Keep your hand there, love. Can't let anyone hear you," he whispered, his voice thick with suggestion.

I nodded, my hand remaining over my mouth as he continued to move inside me. I was struggling to keep quiet, but I knew we needed to be discreet. The library was far from empty, and we couldn't risk being caught.

My body convulsed as he hit a sensitive spot, my eyes rolling back in pleasure. I bit down on my bottom lip to stifle a gasp, my hips moving involuntarily against his. Mattheo smirked at my reaction, his eyes dark with desire. He knew he'd found the spot that would drive me wild, and he intended to exploit it.

He shifted his hips, angling himself to hit that spot again and again. His movements were relentless, his pace increasing.

I was practically trembling at this point, my body racked with pleasure. I could feel my climax building, my hand over my mouth doing little to muffle the moans that escaped me. I clawed at his shoulders, my body arching up against his as I fought to keep still. "Mattheo...I'm close," I breathed, my voice shaking.

"Shhh, love, you have to be quiet," Mattheo reminded me, though his own voice was strained with pleasure.

He kept his pace steady, his hips driving into me, his fingers digging into my hips. "You're doing so well," he murmured, his lips against my ear. "Just hold on a little longer."

I bit my lip once more, my body arching impossibly tight as I hovered on the edge of climax. I knew I couldn't hold on much longer, my body shaking with the effort to remain quiet.

I suddenly jerked in his arms, my body tensing and shuddering as my climax washed over me. I bit into my hand to stifle the moan that rose in my throat, my body trembling violently under him.

Mattheo watched as I shattered, my body trembling and shaking under his touch. He groaned at the sight, his own climax building with the knowledge that he'd brought me to this point.

In the aftermath, we both collapsed against the desk, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. I looked up at Mattheo, a satisfied smile spreading across my face. "We really shouldn't have done that here," I whispered, though my voice lacked any real regret.

Mattheo chuckled softly, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. "Maybe not, but I wouldn't change a thing."

I nodded, snuggling closer to him. "Me neither."