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.

me tightly as

closing as if he was savoring the

into my skin

A whimper so loud tumble out of my mouth, his eyes

The longing, the pure hunger in his eyes were unbearable, my thighs tighten

swirled

torture and I’m under his spell,

I want more, G*d

fingers locking in his

So soft.

like his lips

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

tongue.

silent prayer, feeling the way it rolled off my tongue

as he lashed his

furiously now. My mind muddled with

properly when he’s going down on me, and when he’s inside me, moving and loving me slowly or

to someone. Make them go mad with

unable to latch on to

a feathering breath against my

he

I shudder.

my little Soph. My favorite aroma, my fa- vorite

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My thighs shook, unable to withstand this kind of

was working magic on me like

vision blurring with white tiny specs of

thought I was on the verge of passing out from the amount of pleasure, but then a sharp clench in my lower stomach, a raging grip on

fingers latching in those soft strands for an

More stars dot my vision making me gasp as I felt like I was falling off

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