The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov
I keep my eyes on his jerking c*ck, watching in awe at the red tip that dripped some precum.
I could just taste him right now. Salty and sweet, bursting on my tongue.
I grow hungry.
“If you keep looking at my c*ck like you want to eat it then I will not last. And I plan to last as long as I can. You’re not getting away from me easily.” Aiden grunted making me lift. my eyes to his.
The orange hue of the golden sunset had his face looking like he was carved by the G*d’s to perfection.
I’m mesmerized by how handsome he looked and felt a bit unsure of how a man like him can say he love me.
For years at that.
Aiden was handsome and he was definitely out of my league He was always an extrovert while I was the opposite, and don’t get me started on how much others are drawn to him.
Hell, women flock towards him like birds and I was sure this was still happening even though the whole world knew we were engaged and was about to be wed.
So why was this masterpiece in love with me?
What did he see in me that he convinced himself that he fell madly in love with?
I was no one special. Just a girl who had his kid…in secret.
Aiden must’ve seen the dimming light in my eyes because his features hardened a bit with worry.

“What have you so baby?” He asked, crouching beside me, hand going on my thigh and tugs my thighs to the right, silently telling me to turn. I do.
With his eyes staring deeply in my soul he murmurs. “What’s bothering you Sophie? If you’re worried about going at it for hours, I can take breaks in between.”
He smiled, trying to ease me a bit to have me tell him the truth.
I did.
“How can you love someone like me Aiden? I’m no one special.” I murmured, my eyes tearing away from his.
I can feel my heart pang at the thought of him not actually loving me.
Was this all too good to be true?
Can I really trust that he actually loves me?
I have no clue as to how my thoughts had managed to sway to this dark side but I wanted out and his response alone would un-cuff me from the bounds of these dark ugly thoughts.
The laugh lines at the corner of his eyes eased and the light in his eyes dimmed.
I want to curse myself for ruining such a beautiful moment and try to retract my words.
But he answered before I could.
“Sophie,”
His hand go to my cheek, brushing against my skin tenderly as he stared down at me with yearning.
“I have nothing to gain by lying about my feelings. Loving someone is something I’ll not lie about, nor will I ever dare play with that word. My parents knew the true meaning of the word and they made sure to teach me about it. I can never disrespect that word by using it so lightly. Sophie….”
He leaned down, his mouth hovering over mine as he now fixed himself to fit between my legs that I part for him.
“When I say I love you. I mean it with every fibre of my being.” He cradles his body between my thighs, getting himself until the head of his c*ck brushed against the side of my thigh, tickling up until it brushed my wet folds.
“Sophie,” He breathed out, his chest now pressing against mine where I could feel the pounding of his heart.
It feels rapid.
“There’s nothing to worry about my love. You’ve had my heart for years and that won’t ever change.” He whispered.
“Let my heart speak for me.” He murmurs while his lips brushed against mine softly.
“Listen to my heart Sophie, feel it. Let it tell you how much I love you,” He breathed out just as he pushed his hips forward, his c*ck entering me in one go, stretching me deliciously.
My mouth part on a gasp as he expands my walls to fit around him snuggly. When he is sheathed inside my p*ssy, Aiden lets out a tortured groan that tumble out of his throat.
“If my words can’t reassure you then my body will,” He grunted, pushing in further and filling me to the brim.
The tip of his c*ck is tickling my womb, making my walls give him a welcoming squeeze that had a groan low in his throat pushing out.
I wrap my hands around his shoulders that tensed under my fingertips.