Chapter 22

Estella's POV

Then he looked back at me, at how I was on the bed, exposed, my hair was a mess, every inch of me was already ravished over and over this weekend by him.

"Damn, you're beautiful."

I would have said the same thing about him, that was if he had given me the opportunity to, but his tongue was inside my mouth before I got the chance.

"Baby," that was all I managed to say in between our kisses.

"What's your idea?" He asks

"Right." Another kiss. "I've never taken a bath before. Well I might have when I was young.". "But we have a huge bath here, so. Let's use it."

"You want to sit in our own sweat?"

I chuckled as I teased him. "If it's yours, then always."

Then he stood up, hand outstretched to lift me up from the bed. "Come on." I groaned, but allowed myself to be pulled up, crashing into you and kissing you once more as his hands rested on my back.

"Get it ready and I'll be there in a second." He said.

I'm not sure why he agreed to it, but I know that he had a plan, so