The Girl He Craves

Chapter 50

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.

sees to

moaned, letting the heels slide from my

against me so that his hardness brushes

the

fingers while he leaves my mouth only to feather me with

is hot on my skin while he pants

is right now, but I knew that they were the

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, Aiden traps

did the same thing to me three years

the skin and groans while his fingers skim up my

this time I’m surprised he doesn’t

and in a second I hear the tearing of

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

my neck with his

whispers on a

lower half to him, itching to feel more of his warm finger on

his fingers seeped through the material of

how wet I had become

can only imagine how it would feel when his fingers touch the bareness

I craved it.

No, I craved him.

by his actions, he craved me

pulls away from my neck, and slowly brings his eyes

as he does so, I’m

the darkest I’ve ever seen

need, desire,

mine showcasing the exact same thing? Because

on mine, I felt and hear the tearing of my panties until I could feel the cool breeze

his stare and

feel him diving into

God, how I

dips to between my thighs and he stuns

to given that he was dressed in one of the

tug

breathing heavily and my lids

seem

this fire burning

air into my lungs desperately, but the ache for him to put his lips on me outweighed it

could burn, and I could be gasping for air, but

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