Filed to story: The Girl He Craves Book by Demiah
“I bet you were wet the moment I told you I want to taste you.” He grunted, teeth playfully biting my earlobe. His fingertips stop just at my entrance and he teasingly pumps his fingers in, despite the material in the way.
“You’re so wet mama bear,” He groaned and then turns me around.
His mouth land on mine quickly, his tongue dipping in. His hand grip one of my breasts and his body pushes me to the edge of the counter.
He’s groaning in my mouth, tongue swirling around my tongue.
He gives my breast a firm squeeze and my nipples bead under his hot palm.
I moaned, tilting my head up so his tongue could go in deeper. I tip toed when his hand cupped between my thighs and his finger probs between my lips through my soaked
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panties.
“My Sophie,” He moaned on my mouth, both of his hands now latching themselves on my waist then snake down to my hips.
They curled around the hump of my a*s and in one swift move gripped my bottom and lifted me onto the countertop.
I gasped as he hunched up the huge shirt so now the cold surface of the countertop bit into my round flesh.
Somehow the feeling of the cool surface on my heated skin sent a shockwave feeling from my a*s to my core and finally settled in my nub. It tingled as if the cold had somehow awakened it.
I shudder as Aiden’s hands land on my thigh, his fingertips biting into my soft skin. I opened my legs like a newly budded flower and Aiden magneted his lower half between my legs, his hardening c*ck brutally teasing me over my panties.
He groaned, the blue in his eyes swirling with unrestrained fired longing as he peered into me.
I let out a shaky breath while his blue eyes make me drown myself in them. It’s like my entire body is wrapped inside the currents of his eyes and he’s pulling me deeper and deeper.
Usually one would want to get away and swim to the surface. But not me.
I want to get pulled further down in the ocean, I want the current to drag me under so I can see the depths of his soul.
I want to be able to read him more clearly, feel him more and love him more.
I want him to drown me in his feelings so I’d never resurface again.
I shudder as his stare burn even more into my soul until he latches on it and tug me to his. I don’t need to search for his soul anymore, he bared it to me.
One of his hand move off my thigh and lift to my face. His thumb trace my cheek and then feathered over to my bottom lip.
He brushed over the plumpness, his eyes darkening as they followed his movements.
“You’re so beautiful Sophie. I still can’t believe you are here.” He whispered in awe, his eyes flickering up to mine.
They pierce through me and my stomach rage with butterflies.
My lips tug into a soft shy smile that made him grin.
My stomach clench and wetness pooled between my thighs.
His hand leaves my lips to curl behind my head and he pulls me flush to him, our nose brushing.
He playfully and slowly rubbed our noses together, making my breath hitch by just how sweet of a gesture it is.
“But then when I touch you, feel you, taste you, I know that this can’t be a dream. And you know how I know it’s not?” He breathed on my lips, his head tilting so now his nose was on my cheek and his lips were brushing against my lips.
“How?” I shuddered when he pressed closer.
“Because you taste so divine Sophie. You taste better. I’ve had many dreams of you, all felt real. But nothing comes close to how you taste and feel when we’re not in my dreams.” He whispered.
“One more thing,” He murmured, pressing impossibly closer to me. “When I’m inside you, I come alive. Every pulse in my being roars to life. There’s no fabrication of it. This is real, my body tells me so. And it has never lied before.”
Sophie’s pov
“You’ve dreamt of me?” Was all I can murmur out.
You can’t blame me, I was still so heavily under his spell of desire that my brain couldn’t think of any good responses.
Aiden could do that to people. But for me it’s somehow worst. He can literally have me fumbling over my words and sometimes I admit, I have no clue as to what I was saying. I call it the Aiden effect.
But he’ll be c*cky about it if he knew how much he affected me.
Aiden kissed me softly for a few and then pull away. He smirked, eyes dancing.
“Yes you silly girl. I dreamt of you thousands of times. And to feed your little curious mind, they were not innocent dreams.” His smirk widened when he noticed that his words had me flushed. I almost tore my eyes away from his but with his finger now under my chin, tilting my head up, he forces me to keep my gaze directly on his face.
I had a feeling one flicker of mine and he’d do something that would turn me even redder than I am now.
So I kept my gaze on his and draw my lower lip between my teeth.
“Want to know some of the dreams I had of you?” He questioned with a tilt of his head and a sly tilt of his lips.
I nod even though I knew that he might have me blushing even in my toes.
His sly smirk had me shivering. He looked like a Cheshire cat. One that got the last milk.
“There was one with you in nothing but lingerie. Red lingerie,” His lips quirk, his eyes flashed and then they dip to my chest where he could see the rise and fall of it.
“You were on my bed, calling to me like a vixen.” His eyes snap back to mine and they swirled with deep desire.
“Now that was a s*xy dream. Especially with the way you stared at me while I dove into you over and over.” He said huskily.
I moaned, arching into him as if he was doing the exact same thing he had just said to me. I swore I could feel him do .exactly that right now.
I tremble.
His eyes dip to my lips that parted on the moan.
“But you know what dream that had me so hard the next morning for you?” He whispered, head dipping again, harsh breath beating against my mouth and tangled with my own air. “What?” I moaned, getting turned on more by his recalling of his dreams.
He grunt. “When you had nothing on. You were completely bare to my gaze. You were f*cking exposed on my bed. Legs open and waiting for me to feast on you before I f*ck you. I remember how glistening your little p*ssy was. Clenching as it noticed my stare. F*ck I can see it playing right in my head again.”
My breathing is so furious right now, my fingertips tingling, my p*ssy tingling. G*d, I’m losing it.
Is that my heart trying to get out of my chest?
Can he hear it beat for him?
Or is it my ears alone that can pick up on the furiously beating o*gan?
Aiden’s fingers now crawl to the waistline of my panties and I gasp as he gave me that heated look that made my toes curl.
This look was devilish.
“But I think I rather the real thing. Right now.” His tongue pushed out of his lips and it swept over the plump bottom.
In a second my drenched panties are ripped away from me. Torn completely.