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.

shivered, loving the feel of

fingers while he

and grunts in hunger.

knew that they were the darkest

by my panties and a thin nude

me

his fingers skim up my thighs,

me to stop calling him by

of my

pussy, pressing

my neck with his

whispers on a husky

warm finger

the heat

just his slight touch.

the bareness of

I craved it.

No, I craved him.

actions, he craved me

to connect

his eyes

the darkest I’ve ever seen

need, desire, longing,

all those emotions too.

all along?

on mine, I felt and hear the tearing of my panties until I

in anticipation.

feel him diving into

God, how I missed

by kneeling

in one of the most

tie until it loosens around his

and my lids

seem to

all this fire

him to put his lips on me outweighed it

but I would not

of

Especially between my thighs.