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.

Puffing my cheeks in embarrassment, I whined. “I’m not talking about this anymore. I’ll see you after class.” | closed the locker and with my phone and books

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

I collided with. I crouched down, picking up my

the person they belonged to. And my breath catches in my throat as blue eyes

heart falls in my stomach though it more felt like it fell

phone in hand,

puppy.”

friend Austin and Ryland laugh at

nickname for me. Apparently, I look like

but I doubted Aiden meant for the nickname to be

me back my phone Aiden.” I pushed out one of my hands with the expectancy of him

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.

was the hottest boy in

dusty pink lips. Aiden Xavier was extremely

his dimples appearing quickly. “Nah, she

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

Aiden’s blue gaze swept over to her. “Do

step forward but I stop her with my hand on

thinking and then answers with a grin on his

it satisfies him when he sees

snapped but Aiden

see you around puppy.” He smirks, winking, and then walks away with my phone still in

seethes beside me, turning around to watch the three boys walk away. Aiden who probably

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

was also the grandson of the principal which made

up my head to see Aiden staring down

Henry’s smaller frame practically shakes as he stares

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

my seat,” Aiden says

point of my pencil on the desk harshly until it broke when Henry gives up quickly

I sighed heavily when Aiden looks satisfied and accomplished. He settles in the seat beside me and threw his bag

puppy.” He chuckles lowly when he catches me glaring at him.

to apologize and give me back my phone.”

thick brow and instead of answering

think I will.” He crosses his legs, his boots tearing the paper beneath them.