The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

Aiden showed me to the shower while he clutched Ashton’s hand so he would follow us.

“I don’t have feminine products, but I can get someone to

send-

I turned around to see Aiden blabbering, a faint flush crawling on his cheeks and settling there.

I shook my head no, smiling. “No, that’s fine. I’ll be quick.

I said and crouched down to level with Ashton who was fascinated by the fancy kn*bs on the bathroom cabinets.

“Hey bug, you be good for daddy while mommy has her shower okay?” I asked, pinching the front of his shirt.

Ashton didn’t look the least bit interested in listening to what I had to say. He was too preoccupied with trying to pull the draws open.

I giggle and raise my eyes to meet Aiden’s who’s staring at me with an emotion that has my gut twisting.

“Be careful with this little one, he’s a destroyer.” I ruffled Ashton’s hair and rise to my feet while smiling brightly at

Aiden.

Never had I ever felt so happy with just us three in the same room together. All my worries about the media and whatever was going on behind the scenes, seem to evaporate when I’m

with Aiden and our son.

my lips. There is an intense heated look that passes through his eyes that

just material things that can be replaced easily. They don’t hold much weight in my life. Ashton on the other hand is my life and no one can replace him.” He

voice and that swirled in his eyes had me catching my breath. He talked so fondly of his son, his voice filled with pure love. It

away awkwardly. “Okay, then I suppose Ash and I will leave you to it,” His upper lips tug up. “Come on little b*gger, let’s give your mommy some privacy,” He stoops down to pick up Ashton and holds him in

nod, biting the inside of my cheek to stop from smiling so widely. But even that doesn’t help and I found myself grinning

at me. He looked to have been contemplating if to go or

two left, it was just me alone in the huge suite bathroom that was bigger than

and bra on to get rid of when the door burst

covering my cleavage as I whip around. Aiden is standing there, stunned and silent, his eyes on my legs. They roamed up my body, lingering on between my thighs before crawling up

He whispered hoa*sely, lifting

in Aiden’s hair, completely transfixed and not caring about his surroundings to witness

it from his hand, my body heating up while my face reddened with a blush. “Thank you,” I murmur and covered my

do so but he doesn’t word it out. He leaves soon,

with pure heated desire. It sent electricity swirling into my stomach, causing the sensitive flesh between

just give in to him so early. Let him work a little harder this time.” I warned myself and then felt like a fool five seconds later for

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

have my small ball somewhere here b*gger,” I said

him when he tried to

this time my hair would surely move out from

which made a huge grin emerge on

hearing the sound of his laughs and I love it even more when I get to hold him. He

the drawer and pulled out the little orange ball I had since I was a kid. That was the only past object from my childhood that I brought with me to new york and brought it

of how peaceful my life was and how happy I was

excited when the orange ball came into his view. I squat down