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.

an intense heated look that passes through his eyes

easily. They don’t hold much weight in my life. Ashton on

breath. He talked so fondly of

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

smiling so widely. But even that doesn’t help and I found myself grinning like the cat that got the

help that Aiden looked more and more flustered and nervous while staring at me. He looked

was just me alone in the huge suite bathroom

started stripping and only had my panties and bra on to get

my legs. They roamed up

whispered hoa*sely, lifting

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

while my face reddened with a blush.

he doesn’t word it out. He leaves soon, leaving me

desire. It sent electricity swirling into my stomach, causing the sensitive flesh between my thighs to

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

think I have my small ball

he tried to

hold of my strands, then this time my hair would surely move out from the roots. He had a strong grip and

giggled, squealing a bit which made a huge grin emerge on my

of his laughs and I love it even more when I get to hold him. He also had his mother’s alluring scent which

out the little orange ball I had since I was a kid. That was the only past object

was and how happy I was

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