She was seated at the edge of the bathtub while she watched her husband prepare the bath.
Indeed her heart raced faster than ever because she knew that soon, they would be in the tub, all naked. Who knew what Dav had in mind packed for her?
Constantly, Dav would turn his gaze over to his wife and would flash her his beautiful smile. He wanted her to feel safe with him. He wasn't so oblivious to see how her heart had raced, she was scared, scared of the possibility that he might touch her even when he had touched her before.
Hell, he cared less, he was definitely going to touch her again, after all, he knew that she would always surrender to his touches, no matter how faint it was.
"Wife, the bath is ready." He uttered as he stood upright, spreading his both hands to the air without regard to his junior which still looked erected.
