The Girl He Craves

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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 blushing even in my

He looked like a Cheshire cat.

lips quirk, his eyes flashed and then they

“You were on my bed, calling to me like a vixen.” His eyes snap back to mine and they swirled with

the way you stared at me while I dove into you over and over.” He

doing the exact same thing he had just

I tremble.

His eyes dip to my lips that parted on the

He whispered, head dipping again, harsh breath beating against my mouth and

moaned, getting turned on more by his

you had nothing on. You were completely bare to my gaze. You were f*cking exposed on my bed. Legs open and waiting for me to feast on you before I f*ck you. I remember how

is so furious right now, my fingertips

my heart trying

hear it

it my ears alone that can pick up on the furiously beating

and I gasp as he gave me that heated look that made

look was

now.” His tongue pushed

drenched panties are ripped away from

at

raised a brow, as if silently telling me that he did

impatient blue eyed

you. You should’ve been a good girl and moved out of them the moment I said so. Or this,” He span the torn material around his finger, his grin

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

glare and moan. I can’t

So I

grin widened, showcasing how

fate baby, I do suggest that you either go bare,” He flings the torn