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.

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

sly smirk had me shivering. He looked like a Cheshire

lingerie. Red lingerie,” His lips quirk, his eyes flashed and

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

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

he had just said to me. I swore I

I tremble.

dip to my lips that parted

so hard the next morning for you?” He whispered, head dipping again, harsh breath beating against my mouth

“What?” I moaned, getting turned on more

waiting for me to feast on you before I f*ck you. I remember how glistening your

so furious right now, my fingertips tingling, my p*ssy tingling. G*d, I’m losing

that my heart trying to get out of

hear it beat

Or is it my ears alone that can pick up on the furiously

of my panties and I gasp as he gave me that

This look

His tongue pushed out of

panties are ripped away from

I gasped, staring at my torn panties

raised a brow, as if silently

impatient

out of

“Wouldn’t have happened.”

to glare and moan.

I do

widened, showcasing how pleased he was by

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

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