Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world Chapter 603: Under the shower [2]

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.

"My Kael..." she murmured, caressing his cheek once more. "You’ve grown so much..."

Elize slowly wrapped her arms around his neck.

Her wet body pressed fully against him under the cascading water as she pulled him closer.

The soft weight of her breasts flattened against his chest, and her fingers lightly threaded into his hair at the back of his head.

Brandon’s hands slid lower.

They moved down the curve of her waist, over the wet skin of her hips, and finally settled on the soft, full cheeks of her ass.

His palms cupped them firmly, fingers sinking into the pliant flesh as he gave both sides a slow squeeze, pulling her hips even more flush against his hips.

"Nnh.. Ha..." Elize’s breath caught softly against his lips at the touch.

Brandon nuzzled his face against hers.

His nose brushed along her cheek, then the side of her nose.

Water droplets clung to both of their lashes and skin as he gently rubbed his face against hers, breathing her in, reacquainting himself with the warmth and scent of her after five long centuries.

Elize closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly for him, offering more of her face.

"Dear..."

Her arms remained loosely wrapped around his neck as she let him nuzzle against her.

"Haa..." A small, trembling breath escaped her lips when his hands gave her ass another firm squeeze.

"...There are so many things I want to tell you," he murmured near her ear. "So many things that happened during those years."

"I’m listening," she said softly. "You can tell me anything, Kael. Everything."

Brandon’s hands squeezed her ass again, almost unconsciously, as he looked at her.

"...It’s a long story. And some of it is hard to put into words."

Elize leaned in and gently nuzzled her nose against his cheek in return.

"We have time now," she murmured. "I’m not going anywhere. And neither are you."

"So start whenever you’re ready, Kael. Aunt Elize will listen to all of it."

Hearing her words, his gaze softened in affection, and a quiet chuckle escaped his lips as he pinched her cheek "I love you, Elize."

"I will tell you everything later," he muttered quietly, resting his forehead lightly against hers.

"All of it. The years, the battles, the people I met... the times I almost didn’t make it back. But right now..."

"...right now I just want to stay like this a little longer."

Elize’s expression melted, and she leaned forward to peck his lips "Alright," she whispered.

"Later is fine."

They stayed under the cascading water for a while longer.

Neither of them seemed eager to separate.

The hot water gradually began to lose a little of its heat, and the steam in the bathroom grew thicker.

Eventually, Brandon reached out and turned the shower off.

The sudden absence of falling water left only the quiet sound of droplets still trailing down their bodies and dripping onto the tiled floor.

Elize slowly unwrapped her arms from around his neck and stepped back just enough to look at him properly.

She reached past him and opened the glass door of the shower.

Cooler air from the bathroom immediately brushed against their wet skin, drawing a faint shiver from her.

She stepped out first onto the soft bath mat, her bare feet leaving faint damp prints on the floor.

Water continued to run down her body in thin rivulets, dripping from the tips of her breasts and the ends of her hair as she moved.

Brandon followed her out.

His eyes briefly traced the path of a water droplet as it slid down the curve of her back and over the soft swell of her ass before he stepped onto the mat behind her.

He stepped in behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his chest.

Their wet skin met with a soft, warm press.

Elize let out a quiet breath at the sudden contact, and she naturally leaned back into him, allowing his broader, matured body to support her.

His hands slid upward.

He cupped both of her heavy breasts from behind, feeling their soft weight settle completely into his palms.

"...Kael."

Brandon squeezed them gently at first, then more deliberately, lifting their weight slightly in his palms before letting them rest again.

Droplets ran down from his arms and over her stomach, while more trailed from her breasts and over his fingers as he continued to squeeze and hold them.

Elize’s hands came up to rest lightly over his forearms, not stopping him.

She tilted her head back slightly against his shoulder as he whispered "I missed your breasts too, Aunt Elize."

Elize let out a soft, breathy laugh atthat "...Only you would say something like that so seriously. Five hundred years, and one of the first things you admit to missing is my chest."

He lowered his head, brushing his lips against the wet curve of her shoulder.

"I missed all of you," he said quietly against her skin. "Your voice. Your warmth. The way you hold me. But yes... I missed these too."

He gave both breasts another slow squeeze to emphasize the words.

Elize’s breath caught softly, and her hands rested over his forearms, fingers lightly curling against his wet skin.

She turned her head further toward him.

Brandon met her halfway.

From the angled position, he leaned in and captured her lips in a slow, deep kiss.

It was slightly awkward because of the way she was tilted back against him, but that only made it feel more intimate.

Their mouths moved together under the residual humidity of the bathroom that gradually deepened as Elize parted her lips for him.

He kissed her thoroughly from behind, one hand still gently kneading her breast while the other held her more securely around the ribs.

When they finally parted, Elize kept her head resting back against his shoulder with her eyes half-lidded.

Brandon pressed another softer kiss against the corner of her mouth, then one along her cheek.

Elize’s lips curved into a small, tender smile.

She turned her head just enough to brush her nose lightly against his nose "Come, your Aunt will dry you off."

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