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.

hand curled around my thigh gripping me tightly as his tongue beat

eyes closing as if he was savoring the taste of

into my skin and my skin flushed

out of my mouth, his

were unbearable, my thighs tighten and my p*ssy

as he swirled his tongue over me slowly,

to his torture and I’m under his

more, G*d I

fingers locking in his

So soft.

Just like his lips

throbbing nub. The poor thing was

tongue.

a silent prayer, feeling the way it rolled off

He gripped my thighs, drawing me closer as he

trembling so furiously now. My

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 or

do that to someone. Make them

unable to latch on to the strays of

brushing a feathering

that he was

I shudder.

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

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to withstand this

His mouth was working magic

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

For a second I thought I was on the verge of passing out from the amount of pleasure, but

name, my fingers latching in those soft strands for

dot my vision making me gasp as I

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