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.
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 b*gger, 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 hoa*sely, 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 b*gger,” 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 b*gger?”
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 b*gger,” 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 f*cking 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.