Diary of a Sociopath

Chapter 9- Introverts

A week before Christmas and I still hadn't shaken off my last kill. There was nothing emotionally attached to the evil person who tried to take advantage of both Matthew and Ava, but there was something deep about the way I went about it. There was no news coverage on him, which made me relieved-perhaps he was rotting away somewhere with maggots and flies-where he belonged.

I felt domesticated-like a wild animal now tamed. Each time I looked in her eyes, they sparkled more. Her affections also grew. We would go from kissing each other good night and I would go home to dream about her, to throwing her on top of the counter and kissing every inch of her body until we would be interrupted. She drove me in every direction possible. I hated how much I needed her-how she was my weakness-and nothing else could compare to her. I loved how I felt when I was with her; the feeling of her skin against mine. I'm trembling just thinking about it.

But this night was different. The snow was falling almost in slow motion outside as the lights from the Christmas tree made everything like a movie. Her head was against mine as she watched Matthew fall asleep across the way. The television was playing an animated Christmas special-but all I focused on was her heart against mine. I could feel her not wanting to part from me either. I readied to go home by telling Matthew goodnight as he faded while being warm in his covers and I turned to kiss her before she pulled me into her bedroom on the other side of the house past the kitchen. Tossing my keys onto the counter, she shut the door behind me before gently positioning me to sit on the edge of the bed.

"You are so beautiful..." I spoke honestly as she placed herself on either side of me. Her hands connected with my cheeks as she pushed her lips against mine. Everything clashed as I could not help my arousal against her. Without warning, she began to tease and play and I gripped the covers as she suddenly disappeared from my view and I felt pressure and release all at once. My breath raced hard enough to sound as though I ran miles as my hand tangled in her hair. I bit my bottom lip in attempt to keep my moans silent but she made everything so difficult. With the release, I pulled her underneath me-tearing her shirt from her body and leaving it just over her shoulders. I kneaded and then kissed her breasts as she writhed beneath me, gripping her legs harder around me.

My fingers trailed down the side of her legs as they pulled me deeper against her. I could feel her bare chest against mine as she tore the belt from my waist and I felt myself free without care. How could I not be satisfied after her pleasing me not even a minute prior? I pulled her leg high against my waist and began making love to her. Her hand instantly gripped at the sheets beside her before she moved her way on top, positioned to tame me once more. If only she knew, she always tamed me. My hands magnetized to her chest and then waist, pulling her into me deeper as she threw her head back and her long hair hit my legs. I gently pulled it before gaining back control over her, causing the headboard to attack the wall it sat against as she pulled me deeper into her.

Never in my life had I felt such a feeling-not even satisfying my crimson craving. I thought that if I had slept with her, then perhaps the hunger would fade until it was nothing but a bad memory I would never confess. And I sat exhausted but pleasantly numb beside her, she wrapped her arm around me and fell asleep against my racing heart.

What was this woman truly capable of if she could change a monster such as me?