The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

“I don’t know baby. But I’m not wasting anymore time.” He breathed out and connected our lips once more.

His lips are soft against mine, brushing over my bottom lip smoothly. Wet with his taste.

I gasped, my fingers tickling the ends of his hair and then gripped the strands when he suddenly pushes me back.

My back touched the edge of the counter, not sharply so I was not hurt.

“Oh Sophie….” Aiden moaned, his hands leaving my waist to snake down to my bottom where he brushed over them softly as if trying to remember every curve.

And when those palms land underneath my bottom, those fingers dig into my mounds and gripped them.

I moaned, arching into him.

“I waited too damn long for you Soph. Forgive me for being an idiot all those years baby.” He panted, biting my bottom lip and drawing it out.

I could only moan, clenching my thighs together as I felt the wetness between my thighs grow. It soaked my panties and oddly, I wanted those panties wet with his cum and not my

wetness.

I nodded, and murmured happily when he lets my bottom lip

“You’re forgiven.”

His grin is radiant and causes me to also beam. My heart is beating so rapidly in my chest but I don’t care if I’m close to getting a heart attack. The man I’ve always loved admitted to loving me all along.

Sure I was still mad about him not confessing sooner but I will focus on the now and worry about that later.

stop him by placing my index finger on his lips. Tilting my head and narrowing my eyes, I asked. “Does that mean I’m now your

the inside of my lower lip to stop from blushing under his gaze when I

and all that was remained was the blue that reminded me

lips awkwardly and he takes this opportunity to push his head forward. His hot breath feathered against my lips

describe what you are to me now Soph,” He said smiling cheerily as one of his hand left my bottom to hold my arm and brush over

ring he slipped on my finger. “How

widen a bit and my heart leapt so sharply I thought it had reached into

gulped, shifting my eyes between those blues that

insides. “Like for

to smack myself behind my head. Who says

his face slowly, only for a serious look to

held my finger with one

press into the counter a little

break away to stop my running thoughts and voiced out my concerns. “Wait.” I

moving too slow. I want you now Soph, all of you. Now can we skip the talking for now? I want to show

holding my finger drops it, only to land on

my skin, making me

feels good, so

whimper when his fingers crawl higher….higher until they shifted under

my gasp in his mouth when those eagerly searching fingers touched

my mouth. “You’re so fucking

pushing between my legs, making me part them so he can have his

but they find my jaw and

rolling at the back of my head when he started to run circles on my

hitched sharply when his fingers no longer were gentle but