Brandon was sitting on the edge of the large bed, completely naked as he leaned back on his hands and simply watched her.
Elize stood a few steps away with a fresh towel, drying the last traces of moisture from her body.
She lifted one arm and ran the soft fabric along it, then over her shoulders and down the curve of her back.
When she bent slightly to dry her legs, her full breasts swayed gently with the motion.
Brandon's eyes followed her without hurry, tracing the line of her waist, the soft heaviness of her breasts, and the round curve of her ass as she moved.
Elize noticed him watching. A small smile touched her lips as she finished drying the ends of her hair.
She draped the towel over a nearby chair and walked toward him, her bare feet silent against the floor.
When she reached the bed, she stopped right in front of him and reached out with both hands.
Then she pinched his cheeks.
