Sophie’s pov

He groans in the kiss as if hearing my thoughts and answering me. I sighed, three years and his kiss still taste and feel the same.

Aiden’s hand that was on my arm, slithers down to the middle of my waist where he presses harder so which resulted in me pressing even closer to him.

| gasp when I felt the unmistakable hardness of him on my belly.

So hard, so evident.

My pussy clenched as the sleek heat began to drench my panties.

My heart slammed and my belly swirled with butterflies.

There was only one guy in the world who could make me feel this way.

And that guy was Aiden.

“Hmm.” | moan, allowing him to make his hand snake down to my bottom where he gripped and groaned.

His hands were desperately gripping my bottom, and his mouth moved against mine like he was starving.

The kiss was different than all those we’d shared before.

This one had more fire, more longing, more need.

I didn’t know we could be this hungry for each other.

Didn’t know he would want to even touch me But here he was touching me all over again.

Something I realized I had missed for three years.

Aiden turns us around until I’m the one pressed to his desk.

“Fuck.” He groans in my mouth, his hands sliding down to the back of my thighs until he lifts me on the desk.

I’m quick to part my thighs, itching to have him so close to me after three long years.

God, I missed feeling him so close to me.

I missed his kisses, his touch, the feel of him.

I didn’t know desperation until I had to wait so long for a guy who I was still in love with.

thighs and Aiden sees

heels slide from

pushes against me so that his hardness

loving the feel

his shirt with shaky fingers while he leaves my mouth only to feather me

skin while he

his gaze is right now, but I knew that they were the

tell by how hard he felt against my moist center that was covered by my panties and a thin nude pantyhose that I now wished I hadn’t worn today,

flashes of how he did

fingers skim up my thighs, curve to

doesn’t demand me to stop

in a second I hear the tearing of my

when I felt his warm fingers on my covered pussy, pressing into my soft

moans, licking my neck with

whispers

him, itching to feel more of

material of my panties until meeting the

I had become by

would feel when his fingers touch the

I craved it.

No, I craved him.

his actions, he craved me

pulls away from my neck, and slowly brings his eyes

soon as he does so, I’m surprised by how dark his

the darkest I’ve ever

need, desire, longing,

the exact same thing?

With his gaze locked on mine, I felt and hear the tearing of my panties until

under his stare and my pussy is

already feel him diving

I missed

and he stuns me by

to given that he was dressed in one of the most

to tug his navy colored tie

and my

can’t seem

all this fire burning inside me

into my lungs desperately, but the ache for

I could be gasping for air, but I would not

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