Under the shower, the water ran down their faces. It was hot, and clouds of steam were gathered all around her bodies.

Carmen lathered up Shane’s back, kissed the nape of her neck, then her arms sneaked around Shane’s waist, resting on her abdomen. She nibbled Shane’s shoulder and Shane shuddered.

She turned around, observing a beautiful, soaking wet Carmen, her hair longer than ever and framing her exotic face, her face slightly reddened. She cupped her face and leaned in for a slow, deep kiss.

They didn’t exchange a single word. What they knew, is that they couldn’t stay away from each other for too long.

Carmen rested her back against the cold, white tiles and looked up at the ceiling. Every little detail was unfocused with the exception of Shane’s hands and mouth.

Shane’s lips were on her neck, lips hotter than the water running all over them. They kissed and kissed until goose bumps covered Carmen’s skin.

She was already panting, her useless hands tugging on Shane’s hair as her kisses trailed down. Shane got down on her knees, parted Carmen’s perfectly tanned legs and Carmen hissed an expletive through her gritted teeth, trying uselessly to hold onto the tiles.

And a long time later, Shane’s fingers joined her tongue and Carmen slid down, sitting on the shower floor, her nails scraping Shane’s pale back, her eyes following her lover’s slow, methodic movements.

The way Shane had to love her was unique. It was like Shane made love to her in everything she did. And when she really, really made love to her, Carmen would forget her own name, or the place she was in, and anything about her life, everything but Shane’s body all over hers and Shane’s soul drilling deeply inside of hers.

“Oh…”, Carmen could only manage to say, inhaling a sharp breath. She watched her own legs tremble and tossed her head back, squeezing her eyes shut and coming, harder than she had ever had, her whole body turning liquid.

Shane panted against Carmen’s feverishly hot skin, kissing her stomach, her breasts, and then her neck and lips, over and over again.

She rested her forehead against Carmen’s, trying to breathe regularly. Carmen’s fingers played with her hair and she half-opened her eyes.