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

truth.

I did.

can you love someone like me Aiden? I’m no one special.” I murmured, my eyes tearing

can feel my heart pang at the thought of him

all too good to

really trust that he actually

no clue as to

wanted out and his response alone would un-cuff me from

of his eyes eased and the light

such a

But he answered

“Sophie,”

against my skin tenderly as

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 to teach

his mouth hovering over mine as he now fixed

you. I mean it with every fibre of my being.” He cradles his body between my thighs, getting himself until the head

pressing against mine where

It feels rapid.

worry about my love. You’ve had my

for me.” He murmurs

against mine

Let it tell you how much I love you,” He breathed

When he is sheathed inside

you then my body will,” He

womb, making my walls give him a welcoming squeeze that had a groan low in his throat

around his shoulders that tensed under my

slightly, his lips now brushing the corner of my mouth. He planted

my body Sophie. I’ll show you by using my soul.” He whispered, his mouth

times. I couldn’t imagine a better feeling, a better person to make me