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.

even though I knew that he might have me blushing

shivering. He looked like a Cheshire cat. One

eyes flashed and then they dip to my chest where he could see the rise and fall

calling to me like a vixen.” His

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

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

I tremble.

dip to my lips

had me so hard the next morning for you?” He whispered,

moaned, getting turned on more

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 you. I remember how glistening your little p*ssy was. Clenching as

so furious right now, my fingertips tingling, my

Is that my heart trying to get

he hear it beat

it my ears alone that can pick up on the furiously

panties and I gasp as

This look was

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

panties are ripped

staring at my torn panties

silently telling me that he did

impatient

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

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

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

So I

widened, showcasing how pleased he

I do suggest that you either go bare,” He flings the torn material on the floor and I watch helplessly at