The hot water continued to pour over them.
For a moment, Brandon stayed exactly where he was with his face buried against Elize's neck.
Elize kept gently stroking the back of his head as her fingers moved slowly through his longer, water-soaked hair.
Eventually, Brandon pulled back.
He lifted his head from the curve of her neck, and his long dark hair clung to his cheeks and neck as he looked at her.
Elize cupped his cheeks with both palms and leaned in.
She pressed her lips softly against his lips.
There was no rush in the way her mouth moved against his mouth as she relished the softness of his skin.
When she finally pulled back just enough to breathe, her thumbs continued to gently stroke his cheeks as she looked at him.
Her fingers traced lightly along his jaw, then back up to his cheek, caressing him with careful affection.
The hot water kept falling over their bare bodies, streaming down her breasts and across the places where their skin still touched.
