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’m not talking about this anymore. I’ll see you after class.” | closed the locker and with my phone and books in my hand, I turned around

I collide with a very hard body. My books and phone are on

collided with. I crouched down, picking

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

stomach though it more felt like it

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

puppy.”

friend Austin and Ryland laugh at his

This was Aiden’s nickname for me.

Puppies were cute, but I doubted Aiden meant for the nickname to be referring to me as

in my arms, I got up. “Give me back my phone Aiden.” I pushed out one

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

tall and very, very hot. Aiden of course was the hottest of the three and he always flaunted it. His ego

Though I will not lie, he was the

and dusty

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

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

her. “Do

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

Aiden pretends to be thinking and then answers

teeth and it

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

He smirks, winking, and then walks away

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,

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

but was also the grandson of the

to see Aiden staring down

smaller frame practically shakes as he stares at Aiden and then

since by doing so,

my seat,” Aiden

point of my pencil on the desk harshly until it broke when

settles in the seat beside me and threw his bag on the desk

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

to apologize and give me back my phone.” I

raised a thick brow and instead of answering me,

his legs, his boots tearing the paper beneath them. My