"Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to get in?" B asked her.
Princess Beatrice had gotten so caught up in watching him she had forgotten about her self. She took a step forward then stepped into the tub. She quickly removed her shirt and threw it on the tile floor as she sank into the warm water. They were facing each other now. Beatrice had to hold her head up so she wouldn't get wouldn't be eaten by bubbles. He used his hand and chopped them.
"There you are." He said after being able to see her.
Her cheeks were still flushed from their lovemaking session. He couldn't believe how absolutely weak and ravenous he had acted while bedding her. He had told her he had missed her. He was acting like a fool.
Beatrice noticed his mood went stormy, and before she could say anything he gruffly pulled her up against his wet naked body and said, "I am your master, not the other way around. Got it." His gaze was stern and serious