Sally's POV
Tae reached past me and wrapped her hand around him, stroking once, twice, while her other hand kept circling my c**t.
We moved to the outdoor rainfall shower set into a stone alcove beside the pool. Warm water cascaded from the wide fixture. Cain soaped Tae’s body with deliberate care, his hands sliding over her breasts, between her legs, then turned her so she faced me. He guided my hand between Tae’s thighs. She was as wet as I was. I stroked her the way she had stroked me, watching her eyes go heavy-lidded.
Cain kissed me over her shoulder, deep and claiming. Then he kissed Tae the same way. The three of us traded mouths under the falling water—slow, then hungry, our tongues and teeth and the occasional soft moan swallowed by the next kiss. His hands were everywhere: squ
