THIRD PERSON POV
Rico returned the favor, his touch reverent and rough all at once. His hands, slick with soap, traveled over her skin like he was mapping her body for the first time. He dragged the lather down the line of her spine, pressing firmly enough to make her arch. When he reached the curve of her hips, his fingers lingered, kneading the soft flesh before sliding lower, a teasing graze that made her breath stutter.
The water poured over them, a steady roar against tile, filling the silence with heat and steam. But even that couldn’t smother the sound that slipped from Sara’s throat — a trembling moan, startled out of her when Rico’s lips closed over her n****e. His mouth was hot despite the spray, tongue swirling before he sucked gently, then harder, until she gasped and grabbed
