The Girl He Craves

149

Sophie’s pov

“You’ve dreamt of me?” Was all I can murmur out.

You can’t blame me, I was still so heavily under his spell of desire that my brain couldn’t think of any good responses.

Aiden could do that to people. But for me it’s somehow worst. He can literally have me fumbling over my words and sometimes I admit, I have no clue as to what I was saying.

I call it the Aiden effect.

But he’ll be c*cky about it if he knew how much he affected

me.

Aiden kissed me softly for a few and then pull away. He smirked, eyes dancing.

“Yes you silly girl. I dreamt of you thousands of times. And to feed your little curious mind, they were not innocent dreams.” His smirk widened when he noticed that his words had me

flushed.

I almost tore my eyes away from his but with his finger now under my chin, tilting my head up, he forces me to keep my gaze directly on his face.

I had a feeling one flicker of mine and he’d do something that would turn me even redder than I am now.

So I kept my gaze on his and draw my lower lip between my

teeth.

“Want to know some of the dreams I had of you?” He questioned with a tilt of his head and a sly tilt of his lips.

though I knew that he might have me

shivering. He looked like a Cheshire cat. One that got the

lips quirk, his eyes flashed and then they dip to my chest where he could see the rise and fall of

me like a vixen.” His eyes snap back to mine and

dream. Especially with the way you stared at

I moaned, arching into him as if he was doing the exact same thing he had just

I tremble.

His eyes dip to my lips

the next morning for you?” He whispered, head dipping again, harsh breath beating against my mouth and tangled with my own

turned on

f*cking exposed on my bed. Legs open and waiting for me to feast on you before I f*ck you. I remember how glistening your little p*ssy

so furious right now, my fingertips tingling, my p*ssy tingling. G*d, I’m losing

heart trying to get out

hear it beat

alone that can pick up on

crawl to the waistline of my panties and I gasp as he gave me that heated look that made my toes

look was

His tongue pushed out of his lips and it swept over

drenched panties are ripped away from me.

gasped, staring at my torn panties around Aiden’s

a brow, as if silently telling me that he did nothing

impatient blue

“I told you I wanted to eat you. You should’ve been a good girl and moved out of them the

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

I want to glare and moan. I can’t f*cking choose

So I

grin widened, showcasing how

to suffer the same fate baby, I do suggest that you either go bare,” He flings the torn material on the floor and I