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.

I nod even though I knew that he might have me

looked like a Cheshire cat. One that got the last

with you in nothing but lingerie. Red lingerie,” His lips quirk, his eyes flashed and then they dip to my chest where he could see the

vixen.”

“Now that was a s*xy dream. Especially with the way you stared at me while I

I moaned, arching into him as if he was doing the exact same thing he had just said to me. I swore I could feel him do .exactly that

I tremble.

His eyes dip to my lips that parted on

know what dream that had me so hard the next morning for you?” He

turned on more

waiting for me to feast on

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

trying to get

Can he hear it beat for

is it my ears alone that

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

look was

thing. Right now.” His tongue pushed out

a second my drenched panties are ripped away from me.

“Aiden!” I gasped, staring at my torn panties

silently telling me that

impatient blue

and moved out of them the moment I said so. Or this,” He span the torn

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

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

I

how pleased

to suffer the same fate baby, I do suggest that you either go bare,” He flings the torn material on the floor and I watch helplessly at my once un-