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.

nod even though I knew that he might have me blushing even in my

sly smirk had me shivering. He 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

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

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 tremble.

dip to my lips

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

getting turned on more by his recalling of 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

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

trying to get out of my

Can he hear it beat for

alone that can pick up on the furiously beating

panties and I gasp as he gave me that

This look

real thing. Right now.” His tongue pushed out of his lips and it swept over the

a second my drenched panties

gasped, staring at my

raised a brow, as if silently telling me that he

impatient blue

should’ve been a good girl and moved out of them the moment I said so. Or

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

and moan. I

I

His grin widened, showcasing how

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