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.

look that passes through his eyes that had my

he destroys anything. These are 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

in his voice and that swirled in his eyes had me catching my breath. He talked so

up. “Come on little b*gger, let’s give your mommy some privacy,” He stoops down to pick up Ashton and holds him in his

But even that doesn’t help and I found myself grinning like the cat that

and nervous while staring at me. He looked

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

panties and bra on to get rid of when

my legs. They roamed up my body, lingering on between

a towel,” He whispered hoa*sely, lifting up

our son as he played in Aiden’s hair, completely transfixed and not caring about his surroundings to witness his father gawking at

my face reddened with a blush. “Thank you,” I murmur and

displeased when I do so but he doesn’t word it out. He leaves soon, leaving me alone staring

way he looked at my body with pure heated desire. It sent electricity swirling into my stomach, causing the sensitive flesh between my

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

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

ball somewhere

tried to grab a hold of my

strands, then this time my hair would surely move out from the roots. He had

made a huge

and I love it even more when I get to hold him. He

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 everywhere

and how happy I was when my father gifted it to me

it to Ashton, smiling widely when he looked excited when the orange ball came into his view. I squat down to his