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.

knew that he might have me

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

but lingerie. Red lingerie,” His lips quirk, his eyes flashed and then they dip to my chest where he could see

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

you stared at me while

moaned, arching into him as if he was doing the exact same thing he had just said

I tremble.

His eyes dip to my lips that

dream that had me so hard the next morning for you?” He whispered, head dipping again, harsh breath

turned on more by his recalling of

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

right now, my fingertips tingling, my p*ssy tingling. G*d,

trying to get

he hear it beat

is it my ears alone that can pick up on

my panties and I gasp as he gave me that heated look that made my

This look was

thing. Right now.” His tongue pushed out of his

my drenched panties are ripped away from

at

silently

impatient blue eyed

good girl and moved out of them the moment I said so. Or this,” He span the

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

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

So I do

how pleased he was by my

I do suggest that you either go bare,” He flings the torn material on the