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.

There is an intense heated look that passes

hold much weight in my life. Ashton on the

talked so fondly of his son, his voice filled with pure love. It had my heart pounding and I couldn’t

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

to stop from smiling so widely. But even that doesn’t help and I found myself grinning like

and nervous while staring at me.

me alone in the

and bra on to get rid of when

my legs. They roamed up my body, lingering on between my thighs before crawling

a towel,” He whispered hoa*sely, lifting

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

while my face

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

desire. It sent electricity swirling into my stomach, causing the

just give in to him so early. Let him work a little harder

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

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

son, tickling him when he tried to grab a hold of my

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

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

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

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

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

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