Elsa lost her balance after her legs quivered but Chris quickly caught her.
"Are you alright?" he asked with a smirk, completely knowing what happened to her, which was caused by him.
"I'm fine. Move to the tub, let's get you washed up," Elsa said before attempting to stand again.
Chris' face turned sour and grabbed Elsa's hand. "We are going to wash up right away? But I don't want to wash up yet."
Elsa laughed at her pouting husband and pulled his hand back, guiding him into the tub.
"I know… So, no more questions. Just do what I say."
Chris gulped when Elsa let him feel how aroused she was still. He obeyed his wife and just watched her next move.
When Chris was seated comfortably in the tub, Elsa sat on his lap straddling him.
