The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

He unzipped the dress, taking his time doing so and deliberately let his fingers skim down my spine. I shivered, drawing closer to him.

When he’s done, his fingers finds the ends of the dress.

Aiden’s fingers clutch the ends of my dress rolling it up until my ass is exposed to the chill of air.

“I would’ve ripped it off you, but I want to see you wear that sexy red dress more than once.” He grunted as he helped me out of it.

He flings it to the side and quickly unhook my bra. He pulls away from me to stare into my eyes.

“Where did you learn to suck like that?” He questioned with curiosity as he flings the bra away from me.

My breasts are exposed and my nipples bead.

I raised a brow. “Are you going to ask me where I learned to suck dick or are you going to fuck me?”

Aiden’s eyes darken and they drop to peer at my lips. His fingers lift to my face, brushing along my bottom lip.

“You now have a very dirty mouth Sophie,” He uttered and smirked, his stormy gaze filled with fire snapping up to connect with mine.

“Is that my doing?”

I bite my bottom lip and he slowly pulls it away from the trap of my

teeth.

“I guess that’s a yes.” He chuckled, his eyes dropping to stare at my lips once more.

“Are you going to answer the question?” He asked hoarsely.

I looked at him under my lashes, my chest heaving. “Why is the answer so important?”

His eyes flickered up, the storm quickly turning into a hurricane of emotion. “Because I want to know if I have to beat up some guy for having the nerve to be in that little pretty mouth of yours. That’s why it’s important Sophie.”

I confessed after a

a fire within me instead of letting it out. Somehow I loved

mouth. Now can you fuck me?” I let

looked at him in confusion. “Don’t say that word Sophie. You and I both know I don’t do fucking when it comes

hand, he draws me closer until our

to stare into his eyes this closely. It feels like I’m looking directly at his

mind, body and soul. I don’t fuck you, I make love to you, I possess you my little Soph.” He whispered and tilted

a sigh into his mouth, moaning

bottom, squeezing it.

harden even more under me. He

But I can’t take how much

bare.

shirt open, pulling away from his lips to look down at his

six pack abs

bit my

ripped my shirt.” His voice coats with

my eyes

a brow. “Have a problem

returned. “I don’t. I find it fucking hot. You should do it

behind his

go between us, rubbing against his harden member through his pants. He

ends of his hair, gripping it hard and pulled it. His head

leaned forward, my hot breath on

him shiver and

and licked his neck.

“Fuck.” He whispered.

I

grip

He groaned, thrusting his hips

I can’t wait any

slightly, released his cock and slid my panties

He demanded, his