Choices

Ace POV

I walked in the bathroom looking around for a wash cloth. We should jump in the shower but there was no way she could stand right now. Fuck! That makes me way too happy to think of. Why did I love fucking her until she passed out? I said I was never going to take out my anger on her again but she wanted me to and loved it. Another thought that had me smiling like a kid on Christmas morning.

Her body was always so sensitive to mine. The way I took her didn't matter, she always came at least three times and I could see the pure pleasure washing over her. The pleasure my body gave her. I needed to stop thinking about this or I'm going to fuck her again and this time she would be pass out before I finished.

I started the bath looking for bath salts. I only had sport types for athletes with menthol so I shot a text to Daniel.

Me: Do you have any good smelling stuff for chick's baths?

Daniel: Considering I'm not a chick, no I don't. Please do not tell me why you want that at fou