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

hold much weight in my life. Ashton on the

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

will leave you to it,” His upper lips tug up. “Come on little

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

didn’t help that Aiden looked more and more flustered and nervous while staring at me. He looked to have been contemplating if to go or not. Which was

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

stripping and only had my panties and bra on

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

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

other was 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

from his hand, my body heating up while my face reddened with a blush. “Thank

it out. He leaves soon,

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

pointed it at my reflection in the mirror. “Stop it Sophie. Don’t you dare just give in to him so early. Let him work a little harder this time.” I warned myself and then felt like

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

ball somewhere here b*gger,” I

son, tickling him when he tried to grab a hold

this time my hair would surely move

which made a huge grin emerge

and I love it even more when

was the only past object from my childhood

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

when the orange ball came into his view.