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.” |

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

I crouched down, picking

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

in my stomach though it more felt like it

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

puppy.”

His friend Austin and Ryland laugh

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

Aiden meant for the nickname to be referring to

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

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

all so tall and very, very hot. Aiden of course was the hottest of the three and he

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

his blue eyes, brown hair, sharp jawline, and dusty pink lips. Aiden Xavier was extremely hot. Hot

appearing quickly. “Nah,

back her phone you a*s!” Mila sneered,

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

her with my hand

thinking and then answers

teeth and it satisfies

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

walks away with my phone still

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

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

only the hottest guy in school but was also the grandson of the principal which made him get away with practically

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

shakes as he stares at Aiden and then at

using my eyes to not go since by doing

my seat,”

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

looks satisfied and accomplished. He settles in the seat beside me and threw his bag

catches me glaring at him. I did try to not make

to apologize and give me back my phone.” I

raised a thick brow and instead of answering me,

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