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 through his eyes that had my thighs. begging to clench to have a bit of

weight in my life. Ashton on the other hand is my life and no

catching my breath. He talked so fondly of his son, his voice filled with pure love. It had my

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

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

at me.

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

and bra on

I whip around. Aiden is standing there, stunned and silent, his eyes on my legs. They roamed up my body, lingering on between

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

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

out to take it from his hand, my body heating up while my face reddened with a blush.

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

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

the mirror. “Stop it Sophie. Don’t you dare just give in to him so early. Let

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

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

he tried to grab

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

giggled, squealing a bit which made a huge

it even more when I get

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

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

when he looked excited when the orange ball came into his view.