Emily's pov
I'm leaning against Bryson's toned naked chest as he takes the wet rag to wring it over my neck and chest. I'm sat between his legs as he hugged me to him.
I sighed, leaning more into his touch.
The water was warm and it did soothe the ache between my legs until I could no longer feel the sting of it.
I twisted my head in a way to look at him. "Does this not feel weird to you?"
His eyes move from my hair to my eyes. The loving gaze took my breath away every single time.
He lift his hand, grazing his thumb over my cheek.
"Does what feel weird baby?" He questioned, his eyes lost on my lips.
I trapped the soft flesh between my teeth and bit into it softly. "Us. Being like this. A mated couple."
Bryson eyes flicked up to drown in mine and he yet again stole my breat
