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 knobs 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.

an intense heated look that passes through his eyes that had my thighs. begging to clench

anything. These are 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

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

you to it,” His upper lips tug up. “Come on little bugger, let’s give your mommy

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

staring at me. He looked to have been contemplating if

was just me alone in the huge suite

and bra on to get rid of when

cleavage as I whip around. Aiden is standing there, 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

whispered hoarsely, lifting up his

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 mother’s

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

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

swirling into my stomach, causing the sensitive flesh between

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

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

ball somewhere

him when he tried to grab a hold

a hold of my strands, then this time my hair would surely

a bit which made a huge grin emerge on my

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

how peaceful my life was and how happy I was when

gave it to Ashton, smiling widely when he looked excited when the orange ball