The Girl He Craves

The Girl He Craves By Demiah13 Chapter 149

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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.

even though I knew that he might have

shivering. He looked like a Cheshire

“There was one with you in nothing but lingerie. Red lingerie,” His lips quirk, his eyes flashed and

bed, calling to me like a vixen.”

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

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

I tremble.

dip to my

the next morning for you?” He whispered, head dipping

on more by his recalling of his

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

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

my heart trying to

he hear it beat for

that can pick

I gasp as he gave

look

the real thing. Right now.” His tongue pushed out of

In a second my drenched panties

gasped, staring at my

raised a brow, as if silently telling

impatient

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

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

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

So I do

grin widened, showcasing how pleased

go

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