The water hissed as it poured from the showerhead, filling the bathroom with heat and mist. Nora stepped inside first, her back arching slightly as the warm stream flowed over her shoulders. Behind her, Alex watched quietly, mesmerized.
Without a word, Alex stepped in too, the glass door clicking shut behind them. The space was tight — deliberately so — and their bare skin brushed as they moved.
“You like the heat?” Alex asked softly, pressing closer.
“I like you,” Nora answered, turning around slowly. Water streamed over her face and chest, and her damp hair clung to her collarbone. Alex reached up, gently tucking a wet strand behind her ear. The moment lingered — eyes locked, breath close.
Then their lips met. Warm and slow at first, the kiss deepened as Alex pulled her closer by the waist, their bodies slick and sliding together beneath the water. Nora’s hands roamed upward — fingers trailing along Alex’s spine — until they tangled in her hair.
The tile behind Nora felt cool against her back as Alex gently pressed her there, mouth exploring her neck, collarbone, the curve of her shoulder. Nora gasped softly, fingertips digging into Alex’s back.
Alex smiled against her skin. “You always breathe like that when I do this,” she whispered, letting her hand glide lower — tracing Nora’s hip, then gripping her thigh, lifting it slightly so their bodies could fit more tightly together.
Nora exhaled a shaky laugh. “Maybe you should do it more often.”
With the steam rising around them like fog, they moved together, touching, exploring — every kiss and caress intensified by the hot water and the closeness. The world outside faded. There was only skin, breath, water, and heat.
Later, as the spray cooled, Alex rested her forehead against Nora’s and whispered, “You make showers worth taking.”
Nora grinned, wrapping her arms around her. “Then let’s take longer ones.”
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