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.

after class.” | closed the locker and with my phone and books in my hand, I turned around

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

“Sorry. “I apologized quickly without looking at who I collided with. I crouched down, picking up my books and praying that my

it before I could. My eyes followed the hand up to the person

my stomach though it more felt like it

In my shock state, Aiden stood up with my phone in hand, and dusted his shirt. “Hope you didn’t leave fleas

puppy.”

Austin and Ryland laugh at

nickname for me. Apparently, I look like

cute, but I doubted Aiden meant for the nickname to be referring

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

only stares at my phone with mocking curiosity. “Should I give

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

lie, he was the hottest boy in the school, the

hair, sharp jawline, and dusty pink

so mate.“ Ryland grinned, his dimples appearing

“Give her back her phone you a*s!” Mila

gaze swept over to her. “Do I even

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

answers with a

it satisfies him

snapped but Aiden ignores her,

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

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, raises

to me. “It wouldn’t matter if I did. End results would still be the same. He’d

Aiden was not only the hottest guy in school but was also the grandson of the principal which made him get away with practically

see Aiden staring down

smaller frame practically shakes as he stares at Aiden

to not go since by doing so, he’d

my

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

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

me glaring at him. I did

going to apologize and give me back my

a thick brow and instead of answering me, kicks his legs up…on

don’t think I will.” He crosses his legs, his boots tearing