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

smirk had me shivering. He looked like a Cheshire cat. One that

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

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

a s*xy dream. Especially with the way you stared at me while

he had just said to me. I swore I could

I tremble.

dip to my lips

for you?” He whispered, head dipping again, harsh

moaned, getting turned on more

my bed. Legs open and waiting for me to feast on you before

now, my fingertips tingling, my p*ssy tingling.

Is that my heart trying to get out of my

hear it

it my ears alone that can pick

Aiden’s fingers now crawl to the waistline of my panties and I gasp as he gave me

look

“But I think I rather the real thing. Right now.” His tongue pushed out of his lips and it swept over

a second my drenched panties are ripped away

I gasped, staring at my

as if silently

C*cky impatient blue eyed

you 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

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

moan. I can’t f*cking

So I do

showcasing how

that you either go bare,” He flings the torn material on the floor and I watch helplessly at my once un-