The twins stayed kneeling at his feet, their faces flushed, their bodies trembling slightly from the heat, the pleasure, and the overwhelming feeling of being so close to him.
Ethan looked down at them, his breathing deep but even, his hand slowly brushing through their wet hair.
The water kept running over them, turning their skin into something almost golden under the light.
Everly pressed her cheek against his thigh, her breath still shaky.
Evelyn kissed along the side of his hip, her lips soft, trailing small wet marks that made him flex his abs in quiet approval.
They weren't finished.
Not even close.
Slowly, Everly lifted her head, her eyes gleaming with mischief and hunger. She reached out, her fingers wrapping lightly around his still-hard dick, giving him a slow, teasing stroke.
"Still so hard..." she whispered, her voice thick with awe.
Evelyn looked up, too, her lips parting slightly when she realized he hadn't lost any of his strength.
