The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

“Come on live a little Sophie. I promise it won’t be weird as soon as you get used to it.” Mila said with a teasing grin on her face.

With wide eyes, I lean towards her, my eyes darting everywhere in case there were listening ears and said in a hushed tone. “Do you know what you’re telling me to do Mila!?”

I burned bright red just thinking about what she was trying to have me do.

Mocking me by leaning forward too, Mila says cheekily. “It’s just m****ating. What’s the worst that can happen?”

Mila was my best friend since I moved here five years ago. Her mother was my foster mother’s friend and they thought since we were closer in age, we’d click.

They were right

Seeing my hesitation, Mila sighs. “Sophie, that’s the only way you can relieve that frustration. Just find a quiet place and you know

Her eyes drop to stare at my front teasingly and she makes a clicking sound.

I was seventeen and in my last year of high school, yet I have never had a boyfriend or done anything sexually. Recently I’ve been curious about the opposite sex and especially sex.

It might have to do with the fact I heard Aiden Xavier having sex with a girl last week in the girls’ bathroom. I don’t really know, but it was just something about the way he grunted while f***ng the girl that turned me on.

Since then I had been frustrated. Sexually frustrated.

I only asked Mila for help because, well I was new to this kind of frustration and didn’t know how to relieve it without having to do the act of sex itself.

I was not only annoyed by my frustration but especially with the person who caused it.

Aiden Xavier.

He was not only the biggest bully in the school, but he was also my personal bully. I mean personal, by him always seeming to pick on me more than others.

So you can see why I was annoyed with my frustration. Because it took hearing him, to set something that was dormant on fire.

A guy that was not only annoying but an egotistical a***ole.

“Get a quiet room, preferably dark and watch some porn. Easy peasy.” Mila giggled lowly.

I felt the heat on my cheeks get even hotter.

I’ll see you after class.” | closed the locker and with my phone and

body. My books and phone are on the floor in seconds; the sounds of them

quickly without looking at who I collided with. I crouched down, picking up my books and praying that my phone screen hadn’t

to the person they belonged to. And my breath catches in my throat as blue eyes that belong to none other than Aiden Xavier stared back at

it more felt like it fell

up with my phone in hand, and

puppy.”

His friend Austin and Ryland laugh

Puppy. This was Aiden’s nickname for me. Apparently, I

for the nickname to be

sighed heavily and with the books hugged in my arms, I got up. “Give me back my phone Aiden.” I pushed out one of my

phone with mocking curiosity. “Should I give it back to her boys?” He asked his friends that stood

very hot. Aiden of course was the hottest of the three

will not lie, he was the hottest boy in the school, the

jawline, and dusty pink lips. Aiden

mate.“ Ryland grinned, his dimples appearing quickly. “Nah,

her phone you a*s!” Mila

blue gaze swept over to her.

my hand

be thinking and then answers with

it satisfies him when he sees

snapped but Aiden ignores her, just keeps his gaze solely on

winking, and then walks away with my phone still in his hand and his friends by

the three boys walk away. Aiden who probably felt our gazes on his back, raises my phone in his

rip my gaze away clutching my books closer to me. “It wouldn’t matter if I did. End

was not only the hottest guy in school but was also the grandson of the principal which

to see Aiden staring down

as he

by doing so, he’d make Aiden seat beside me. Too

in my seat,” Aiden

pressed the point of my pencil on the desk harshly until it broke when Henry gives up quickly and scurried away to another empty

Aiden looks satisfied and accomplished. He settles in the seat beside me

you again puppy.” He chuckles lowly when he catches me glaring at him. I did try to not

apologize and give me

a thick brow and instead of answering me, kicks

“Nah I don’t think I will.” He crosses his legs, his boots tearing the paper beneath them. My