The Girl He Craves

my thoughts and answering me. I sighed, three years

the middle of my waist where he presses harder so which

on my belly.

So hard, so evident.

my panties.

My heart slammed and my belly swirled with butterflies.

make me feel this way.

And that guy was Aiden.

down to my bottom where he gripped and groaned.

moved against mine like he was starving.

This one had more fire, more longing, more need.

other.

here he was touching me all over

Something I realized I had missed for three years.

his desk.

to the back of my thighs until he lifts me on

so close to me after three long years.

God, I missed feeling him so close to me.

long for a guy who I was still

to push it until my black panties were showing.

I moaned, letting the heels slide from my feet.

my inner thigh.

the feel of

he leaves

and grunts in hunger.

but I knew that they were the

was covered by my

me three years

up my thighs, curve to trail up

stop calling him

tearing of my

my covered pussy, pressing into my

my neck with

whispers

of his warm

panties until meeting the

just his slight touch.

touch the bareness

I craved it.

No, I craved him.

by his actions, he craved me

connect

his eyes

the darkest I’ve ever seen

desire,

all those emotions too.

all along?

gaze locked on mine, I felt and hear the

in anticipation.

could already feel him

God, how I missed

by kneeling

of the most expensive

colored tie until it loosens around his

heavily and

seem to breathe

all this fire burning inside me

his lips

but I would not

part of

Especially between my thighs.