Emma didn't bother to hide the smirk that crossed her face when he tumbled into the bath with her, sloshing the water and bubbled into the floor. Other than the tie she kept firmly in her hand, she thought nothing of the clothes he was wearing. She wanted him close and that was the only thing she'd processed as she'd pulling him into the tub with her.
"Of course, you do," she mumbled before pulling him back into another hungry, demanding kiss.
The hand that wasn't preoccupied with the material around his neck, stroked over his arm, shoulder and chest, as if she couldn't possibly feel enough of him.
The bath had been great before but it had suddenly took a turn for amazing.