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.

class.” | closed the locker and with my phone and

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

with. I crouched down, picking up my books and praying that my phone

But when my fingers were 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 breath catches in my throat

my stomach though it more

in hand, and dusted his

puppy.”

and Ryland laugh at

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

for

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

“Should I

They were all so tall and very, very hot. Aiden of course was the hottest of the three and he always flaunted it. His ego was the size of

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

hair, sharp jawline, and dusty pink lips. Aiden Xavier

Ryland grinned, his dimples appearing quickly. “Nah, she doesn’t

a*s!” Mila sneered, coming

over to her. “Do I even know

Mila takes a step forward but I stop her with my hand on her stomach. “Just give it back to

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

my teeth and it satisfies him when

in the balls?” Mila snapped but Aiden ignores her, just

you around puppy.” He smirks, winking, and then walks away with my phone still in his hand and his friends by

him, 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 his back,

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

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

up my head to see Aiden staring down at Henry

practically shakes as he

since by doing so, he’d make Aiden seat

my seat,”

until it broke when Henry gives up quickly and

accomplished. He settles in the

glaring at him. I did try

and give

instead of answering me, kicks his legs

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