His Name Was Ethan || BWWM

2. Rollerskate Paradise

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Ethan's POV

It has been three days since I saw my chocolate goddess. Three long days full of cold showers and sexual frustration.

She has changed so much. And in the best way. This time I will not make the same mistake I did 7 years ago. Never again will I leave her.

I got out of yet another cold shower, wrapping a towel low on my hips. I knew a cold shower was nothing near the different ways Payton could relieve my frustration. With her thick thighs, luscious ass, and beautifully sculpted face. I am lucky that no man has gotten his hands on her yet.

The things I would do to that body.

I walked out of the bathroom and headed to my room. No more waiting. I had to see her again. I picked up my phone from my night stand and texted Payton.

Me: Good Morning beautiful;). I've missed you.

A few moments later I got a reply.

Soon to be Mine: Good Morning handsome. You just saw me three days ago. You can't possibly miss me now.

Me: Three days too long.

Soon to be Mine: I guess I sorta...missed you too...a little...maybe??

Me: Good to know. Are you free today around 5? We could meet up at the roller skating rink. If you want of course.

Soon to be Mine: I'll be there ;)

I put my phone down and ran my fingers through my wet hair, glancing at the clock. That leaves me a couple of hours before I see my goddess again.

I could not wait to have her in my arms again.

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Payton's POV

I let out an exhale of hair as I set my phone down on the bed next to me. I was going to see Ethan again.

Might as well consume time. I got up from my bed and did some house cleaning. When I was finished it was around 3 and I began getting ready.

Stepping into the shower, I let the hot water run down my skin. I grabbed my rose scented soap, and squeezed some into my sponge. I scrubbed my skin, making sure to get every inch. I rinsed off the soap, and did a quick wash of my hair.

If only Ethan was showering with me. I shook the sinful thought out of my mind, and continued rinsing the conditioner from my curly kinks.

When I was done I wrung my hair out and secured it in a messy top knot on the top of my head. Wrapping the towel around me, I stepped out of the shower and into my room.