The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

“I don’t know baby. But I’m not wasting anymore time.” He breathed out and connected our lips once more.

His lips are soft against mine, brushing over my bottom lip smoothly. Wet with his taste.

I gasped, my fingers tickling the ends of his hair and then gripped the strands when he suddenly pushes me back.

My back touched the edge of the counter, not sharply so I was not hurt.

“Oh Sophie….” Aiden moaned, his hands leaving my waist to snake down to my bottom where he brushed over them softly as if trying to remember every curve.

And when those palms land underneath my bottom, those fingers dig into my mounds and gripped them.

I moaned, arching into him.

“I waited too d*mn long for you Soph. Forgive me for being an idiot all those years baby.” He panted, biting my bottom lip and drawing it out.

I could only moan, clenching my thighs together as I felt the wetness between my thighs grow. It soaked my panties and oddly, I wanted those panties wet with his c*m and not my

wetness.

I nodded, and murmured happily when he lets my bottom lip

“You’re forgiven.”

His grin is radiant and causes me to also beam. My heart is beating so rapidly in my chest but I don’t care if I’m close to getting a heart attack. The man I’ve always loved admitted to loving me all along.

Sure I was still mad about him not confessing sooner but I will focus on the now and worry about that later.

lips.

my lower lip to stop from blushing under his gaze when I realized the

eyes t**nkled. Those storms were now cleared, and all that was remained was the blue that reminded me of

push his head forward. His hot breath feathered against my lips as he tilted

He said smiling cheerily as one of his hand left my bottom to hold my arm and brush over to my

the ring he slipped

widen a bit and my heart leapt so sharply I thought it had reached into

shifting my eyes

“Like

smack myself behind my head. Who says like for real? I’m no d**n teenager

the smile slipping from his face slowly, only for a serious look to now paint

again, kissing me slowly as he held my finger with one hand

the counter a little more. It

to stop my running thoughts and voiced out my concerns. “Wait.” I said, my eyes still closed. “Aren’t

too slow. I want you now Soph, all of you. Now can we s*ip the talking for now? I want to show you

hand holding my finger drops it, only to land on

me feel like I

good, so

his fingers crawl higher….higher until they shifted under my

gasp in his mouth when those eagerly searching fingers touched

mouth. “You’re

making me

his lips from mine, but they find

eyes rolling at the back of my head when he started to run circles

when his fingers no longer