The water rippled softly as she moved toward him, he squirmed in unease in his position as she neared, his body movements strained.
Then, she stopped moving just a few inches away from him as she leaned back on the edge of the tub, flaming eyes locked on her every movement, his slithering desirous eyes conveyed a profound impact on her body more than his touch.
"Ah, what do you think you're doing Rama?" He grunted in a strained voice as he pinched between his thick brows.
"Taking a bath with my husband or is it forbidden now?" She queried innocently with doe eyes.
He stared at her for a long moment, but she was unable to decipher what was running through his head until she heard a halfhearted chuckle roll off his lips, dry and unhearty like his father's.
