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.

Aiden grins, his eyes falling on my lips. There is an intense heated look that passes through his eyes

that had my thighs. begging to clench to have a bit of friction.

“I don’t care if he destroys 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 and no one can replace him.” He

whispers with honesty.

The amount of honesty in his voice and that swirled in his eyes had me catching my breath. He talked

so fondly of his son, his voice filled with pure love. It had my heart pounding and I couldn’t help but

smile.

He 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 bugger, let’s give your mommy some privacy,” He stoops down to pick

up Ashton and holds him in his arms.

I 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 that got the milk.

It also 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 rather amusing.

When the two left, it was just me alone in the huge suite bathroom that was bigger than my room.

I started stripping and only had my panties and bra on to get rid of when the door burst open.

I gasped, covering my 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 gulps.

“Forgot to give you a towel,” He whispered hoarsely, lifting up his hand with the towel.

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 mother’s half-naked body.

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

you,” I murmur and covered my body with the towel.

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

staring at my flushed reflection in the mirror.

The way he looked at my body with pure heated desire. It sent electricity swirling into my stomach,

causing the sensitive flesh between my thighs to ache with need.

I lifted a finger and 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 a fool five seconds

later for talking to my own

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

“I think I have my small ball somewhere here bugger,” I said to

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

If I let his hands grab a hold of my strands, then this time my hair would surely move out from the roots.

He had a strong grip and an even stronger pull.

He giggled, squealing a bit which made a huge grin emerge on my face.

I loved hearing the sound of his laughs and I love it even more when I get to hold him. He also had his

mother’s alluring scent which was comforting.

I opened the drawer 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 brought it everywhere with me.

It reminded me of how peaceful my life was and how happy I was when my father gifted it to me for

Christmas.

I gave it to Ashton, smiling widely when he looked excited when the orange ball came into his view. I

squat down to his level, playfully poking his stomach.

Staring into the eyes that were the exact same as mine, I questioned him. “Do you know who I am little

bugger?”

Ashton looks at me with a little tilt of his head and shocked me by mumbling with such certainty.

“Dada.”

My heart literally melted. “Yes bugger,” I nearly yelled with happiness as I pull him to my chest, hugging

him and kissing the top of his head.

He squealed, throwing his little arms around my neck and hugged me too. I got up with him in my arms

and walked back to my room. I can hear that the shower was still on, and waited with anticipation and

nearly bounced on the balls of my feet with the happiness I felt at the moment.

When the sound of the water running stopped, I bit Ashton’s cheeks playfully, making him squeal. The

door to the

bathroom opens and I sweep my gaze to the woman who still held my heart unknowingly.

A towel was wrapped around her, her hair wet and sticking to her back. She looks surprised to see me

and Ashton here.

I just couldn’t contain my happiness so I had to spur it out.

“He said dada. He called me dada Sophie. He knows who I am!” I said happily, my voice so loud and

unexpected that made Sophie jump back in shock.

But then when the words I said registered in her head, she grins hugely, looking equally as happy as I

felt now.

“That’s really-

She takes a step forward and the towel that is wrapped around her drops to the floor. She’s now stark

naked in front

of me.

Ashton is too busy playing with the orange ball to realize that I’m eye fucking his mother.

Sophie gasped and quickly and clumsily reached for her towel to wrap back around her, her face so red

with a blush. The sound of the buzzer goes off seconds later.

Sergio.