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.

passes through his eyes that had my thighs. begging to clench to

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

swirled in his eyes had me catching my breath. He talked so fondly of his son,

clears his throat, looking 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

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

flustered and nervous while staring at me. He looked to have been contemplating if to go or not. Which

me alone in the huge

bra on to get rid of when the

stunned and silent, his eyes on my legs. They roamed up my body, lingering on between my thighs before crawling up and stopping on my eyes. He

He whispered hoa*sely, lifting up his hand with the

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

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

when I do so but he doesn’t word it out. He leaves soon, leaving me alone staring at my flushed reflection in

pure heated desire. It sent electricity swirling into my stomach, causing

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

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

I have my small ball somewhere here

him when he tried to grab

hair would surely move out from the roots. He had a strong grip and an even stronger

giggled, squealing a bit which made a huge grin

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

since I was a kid. That was the only past object from my childhood that I

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

ball came into his