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

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

catching my breath. He talked so fondly

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 some privacy,” He stoops down to pick up Ashton and holds him

nod, biting the inside of my cheek to stop from smiling so widely. But even that doesn’t help and I found myself grinning like the cat

at me. He looked to have been

alone in the huge

only had my panties and bra on to get rid

legs. They roamed up my body,

whispered

as he played in Aiden’s hair, completely transfixed and

heating up while my face reddened with a

looks a bit displeased when I do so but he doesn’t word it out. He leaves soon,

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

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

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

ball somewhere

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

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

made a huge grin emerge on my

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

was the

me of how peaceful my life was and how happy

the orange ball came into his view. I squat down to his level,