A Game of Lies & Seduction

Potter

Mattheo

Before Mattheo knew what he was doing he flew out of his seat and snatched Ariella’s arm off the table, dragging her out of the dining hall. He stormed down the hall, his grip tightening around her arm, “Matt-” She warned, he pushed open his office door and pulled her inside slamming the door behind them with a locking spell. “What's the rule?” He hissed dangerously quiet, she swallowed nervously and started to shake her head. He slammed his fist into the desk he had her trapped against “What's the damn rule Ariella?” He shouted. “No cages” she whispered as her eyes filled with tears, “Oh, baby-” he muttered sadly before pulling her lips desperately to his.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he pushed her onto the desk. She moaned into his mouth as he pressed his hard erection against her centre, fuuuck. He dragged her around the desk sending anything on the desk flying to the floor, he quickly unbuckled her belt and pants, tearing them off her body. “What are you doing?” She panted breathlessly as he took a seat in his chair “Fucking reminding you how nobody will ever be better than me with this body” he snapped angrily before spreading her legs before him, pulling her panties to the side and devouring her with his mouth aggressively. “-oh, fuck Matty!” She shouted as her fingers pulled at his hair pulling him closer, like fuck Potter was better than he was at anything.

He circled and sucked eagerly at her clit while sliding two fingers inside her and curving them upward finding that spot that drove her crazy. He hadn't even realized until this moment he had spent the last nine years looking for this exact taste, her. He groaned against her, she was so fucking receptive to his touch, she was arching off his desk beautifully, burning the image into his brain. He unbuckled his belt and pants pulling himself out, he yanked her to the edge of the desk, sliding her angrily onto his cock. “Matty!” She shouted deliriously as he slammed into her relentlessly, fuuuck he couldn't remember the last time he was ready to cum so quickly, it usually took him hours. He couldn't help taking a little of his anger out on her, she was the root of it after all. He was aggressive and demanding with her body. He pulled out entirely and slammed back in exceptionally hard as she writhed in his arms, he was at war with himself he vowed he was never going to touch her and he'd just broken it. He needed to show her exactly what she had fucking left all those years ago, make her hate herself for it as much as he hated her for it.

He reached between them circling her clit with his thumb expertly. “I-I can't-Matt-” she pleaded, “Yes, you fucking can” He bit out slamming harder into her, “Matt, there's to much pressure-” She urged in a panic between loud moans. He smirked against her lips “Your telling me Potter's never made you squirt?” He teased “-go with it.” He spit onto his thumb and brought it back to her clit while slamming even harder, “MATT!” She warned “Fuck, baby let go” He urged, she tightened around him yelling his name repeatedly, and he moaned against her neck as she squirted against his cock. His balls tightened and he emptied himself into her, “Matty” she whispered against his shoulder melting into him as he slowed down, his heart fluttered as his thrusting slowed.

He pulled out suddenly feeling even angrier, he had gone nine years without that kind of explosive passion, how the fuck was he supposed to go back? He sat back down in his chair after tucking himself back into his pants and buckling his belt, she crossed her legs and watched him with uncertainty. He wanted to run his tongue along every inch of her, fuck, no he wasn't going to touch her again. His cock was still hard like it fucking recognized her and knew they weren't done. He scowled “I shouldn't have done that,” He said angrily, she nodded and seemed to collect herself emotionally before jumping down from his desk and yanking her pants off the floor. Proof of their pleasure sat in front of him on his desk, their fluids mixed in front of him, he was never going to get any work at this desk done in the future. She was the devil and he fucking wanted to go to hell, she would fucking ruin him, again.