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.

knew that he might have me blushing

sly smirk had me shivering. He looked like

lingerie. Red lingerie,” His lips quirk, his eyes flashed and then they dip to my chest where he

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

stared at

if he was doing the exact same thing he had just said to me. I swore I could

I tremble.

dip to my lips that parted on the

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

on more by his recalling of

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 glistening your little p*ssy was. Clenching as it noticed my stare. F*ck I can see it

furious right now, my

heart trying to get out of my

he hear it

it my ears alone that can pick

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

This look

I think I rather the real thing. Right now.” His tongue

my drenched panties are

staring at my torn

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

C*cky impatient blue eyed

been a good girl and moved out of them the moment I

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

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

I do

grin widened, showcasing how

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