The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov

I keep my eyes on his jerking c*ck, watching in awe at the red tip that dripped some precum.

I could just taste him right now. Salty and sweet, bursting on my tongue.

I grow hungry.

“If you keep looking at my c*ck like you want to eat it then I will not last. And I plan to last as long as I can. You’re not getting away from me easily.” Aiden grunted making me lift. my eyes to his.

The orange hue of the golden sunset had his face looking like he was carved by the G*d’s to perfection.

I’m mesmerized by how handsome he looked and felt a bit unsure of how a man like him can say he love me.

For years at that.

Aiden was handsome and he was definitely out of my league He was always an extrovert while I was the opposite, and don’t get me started on how much others are drawn to him.

Hell, women flock towards him like birds and I was sure this was still happening even though the whole world knew we were engaged and was about to be wed.

So why was this masterpiece in love with me?

What did he see in me that he convinced himself that he fell madly in love with?

I was no one special. Just a girl who had his kid…in secret.

Aiden must’ve seen the dimming light in my eyes because his features hardened a bit with worry.

“What have you so baby?” He asked, crouching beside me, hand going on my thigh and tugs my thighs to the right, silently telling me to turn. I do.

With his eyes staring deeply in my soul he murmurs. “What’s bothering you Sophie? If you’re worried about going at it for hours, I can take breaks in between.”

He smiled, trying to ease me a bit to have me tell him

truth.

I did.

no one special.” I murmured,

my heart pang at the thought of him

this all too

Can I really trust that he

I have no clue as to how my thoughts had managed to

side but I wanted out and his response alone would un-cuff me

corner of his

myself for ruining such a beautiful

he answered before

“Sophie,”

hand go to my cheek, brushing against my skin tenderly as he stared down at me with

gain by lying about my feelings. Loving someone is something I’ll not lie about, nor will I ever dare play with that word. My parents knew the true meaning of the word and they made sure

over mine as he now fixed himself to fit between my legs that I part for

between my thighs, getting himself until the head of his c*ck brushed against the side of my thigh, tickling

pressing against mine where I could

It feels rapid.

nothing to worry about my love. You’ve had my heart for years and that

heart speak for

brushed against

He breathed out just as he pushed his hips forward, his c*ck entering me in one go,

fit around him snuggly. When he is sheathed inside my p*ssy,

you then my body will,” He grunted,

The tip of his c*ck is tickling my womb, making my walls give him

my hands around his shoulders that tensed under

the corner of my mouth.

show you by using my soul.” He whispered, his mouth now curving back to mine and captured

mere feel of his lips felt like he had burnt me a thousand times. I couldn’t imagine a better feeling, a better person to make me feel