The Girl He Craves

The Girl He Craves By Demiah13 Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Sophie’s pov

The possessiveness in his tone had me shuddering with pleasure.

It should have irked me. But it didn’t.

My body knew it belonged to him, even before we agreed to try this out.

And at the back of my mind I knew so too. I knew I be- longed to him but I was stubborn to move on and pretend like he doesn’t exist.

But sometimes life does this funny thing where you think everything is falling apart but it doesn’t.

You see…when Aiden found out about Ashton before I could tell him myself, the first thing that came to my mind. right away was that I would lose my son.

Aiden was powerful, wealthy and had more connections. I had nothing.

And we were not on good terms too. So that also added to my anxiety.

But then things fell in place and surprisingly it didn’t take long to put the pieces together. Aiden and I eventually got along to the point that he confessed everything.

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Maybe this was how things were supposed to happen.

This was how we were meant to find each other again and

stop going around each other in circles.

We both were not bold enough to confess our feelings before, but now…..

“Oh Aiden,” I moaned when his tongue flickered against my nub. The sensation traveled to my stomach, a sharp sen- sation that had my juices overflowing.

He groaned in satisfaction, praising me silently to keep feeding him what he wanted.

gripping me tightly as his

his eyes closing

bit into my skin and my skin

mouth, his eyes open and he stares at me

were unbearable, my thighs tighten and my p*ssy cried for

as he swirled his tongue over me slowly, savoring

under his spell,

more,

I moaned, fingers locking in

So soft.

like his lips on my

vibration trembling on my throbbing nub. The poor thing was weak

tongue.

silent

as he lashed his tongue over

so furiously now. My mind muddled

I can’t seem to think properly when he’s going down on me, and when he’s inside me, moving and loving me slowly

could do that to someone. Make

in it, unable to latch on

brushing a feathering

telling him that he was missing

I shudder.

My favorite aroma, my fa- vorite taste.” He groaned and suckled

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unable to withstand this kind

magic

I’m panting on the counter, my vision blurring with white tiny specs of what I would call

on the verge of passing out from the amount of pleasure, but then a sharp clench in my lower

my fingers latching in those

gasp as I felt like I was falling

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