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.

anymore. I’ll see you after class.” | closed the locker and with my phone and books in my hand,

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

crouched down, picking up my books and praying that my

just inches from my phone, a hand grasp it before I could. My eyes followed the hand up to the person they belonged to. And

my stomach though it more felt like it fell

my phone in hand, and dusted his shirt. “Hope you didn’t leave

puppy.”

Austin and Ryland laugh

Aiden’s nickname for

I doubted Aiden meant for the nickname to be referring

got up. “Give me back my phone Aiden.” I pushed out one of my hands with the expectancy of him placing my phone back into

doesn’t, only stares at my phone with mocking curiosity. “Should I give it back to her boys?” He asked his friends that stood

was the hottest of the three and he always flaunted it. His

I will not lie, he was the hottest boy in

dusty pink lips. Aiden Xavier was extremely hot. Hot enough to

think so mate.“ Ryland grinned, his dimples appearing quickly. “Nah, she doesn’t look like she needs it,” Austin

back her phone you a*s!” Mila sneered, coming forward to stand beside

blue gaze swept over to her. “Do I even know

stop her with my hand on her stomach. “Just give it

pretends to be thinking and then answers with a grin on his face. “How

my teeth and it satisfies him when he

but Aiden ignores her, just

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

Sophie. I’d rip him a new one.” Mila seethes beside me, turning around to watch the three boys walk away. Aiden who probably felt our gazes on

rip my gaze away clutching my books closer to me. “It wouldn’t matter if I did. End results would still be the same.

school but was also the grandson of the principal which made him get away

“Move,” I lift up my head to see Aiden staring down at Henry

he stares at Aiden

since by doing so, he’d

my seat,” Aiden

my pencil on the desk harshly until it broke when Henry gives

the seat beside me

lowly when he catches me glaring at him. I did try

to apologize and give me back

He raised a thick brow and instead of

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