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.

that he might have me blushing even in

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

one with you in nothing but lingerie. Red lingerie,” His lips quirk, his eyes flashed and then they

my bed, calling to me like a vixen.” His eyes snap

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

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

I tremble.

eyes dip to my

me so hard the next morning for you?” He whispered, head dipping again, harsh breath beating against my mouth

I moaned, getting turned on more

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

is so furious right now, my fingertips tingling, my p*ssy

my heart trying to get

Can he hear it beat for

it my ears alone that can pick up on the furiously

waistline of my panties and I gasp as he

look was

His tongue pushed out of his lips

second my drenched panties are ripped away from me. Torn

I gasped, staring at my

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

impatient blue eyed

I wanted to eat 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,

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

I want to glare and moan. I

So I

His grin widened, showcasing how pleased he was by my

“If you don’t want the others 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