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.
She swallowed hard, her cheeks darkening even more.
Ethan smiled a little, calm and steady, as he moved his hand down to brush along Everly’s shoulder, silently encouraging her to keep going.
Everly exchanged a look with her sister — a quick, wordless agreement — and then shifted her body slightly.
She pressed her chest against his thigh, her soft breasts flattening against his skin.
Evelyn caught on fast.
She slid closer too, pressing herself against the other side of his leg, her breasts warm and slick from the water.
Ethan let out a soft breath, feeling them rubbing against him, their bodies so soft, so eager.
Everly was the first to move.
She adjusted her position carefully, pushing her boobs against his dick, trapping him between the warm, slippery softness of her breasts.
She looked up at him, her eyes dark with excitement.
"Let’s see if we can make you feel even better," she whispered, her voice playful and sweet.
Evelyn mirrored her sister, pressing her own chest against the other side of his shaft.
The sensation was incredible.
Hot. Wet. Soft.
Their slick breasts wrapped around his length perfectly, squeezing him between their bodies.
Ethan stayed still, his hand stroking through their hair slowly, watching them with quiet approval.
He let them take the lead.
Everly pressed her breasts tighter, her hands pushing them together, creating a tight, wet tunnel around his dick.
She moved first, sliding her body slowly up and down along him, her skin silky and hot.
Evelyn followed her lead, matching her movements, her chest gliding up and down the other side.
The two of them moved together, their bodies pressing and rubbing, their chests trapping him in a warm, wet embrace that sent slow shudders of pleasure through Ethan’s whole frame.
He groaned low, the sound vibrating deep in his chest.
Everly smiled at the sound and leaned forward slightly, her tongue flicking out to lick the tip whenever it peeked out between their movements.
Evelyn, not wanting to fall behind, did the same, her tongue shy but eager, her licks softer but just as hot.
Their tongues brushed sometimes, sending little sparks of electricity between them, making them giggle softly against his dick.
Their laughter made Ethan’s body tighten in the best way, his hips rolling forward just slightly into the soft heaven they created around him.
The heat was unbearable now.
Their chests rubbed along his shaft, their slick skin adding to the friction, every movement sending deep, slow waves of pleasure through him.
Everly licked him again, swirling her tongue around the tip before pressing her chest tighter.
Evelyn kissed along the side, her hands sliding up his thighs for balance, her body moving in sync with her sister’s.
Ethan’s hands dropped lower, one resting on each of their heads, stroking slowly, grounding himself as they worshipped him.
His breathing grew heavier, but he stayed calm, controlling the rhythm, letting them pleasure him without rushing.
Everly pressed her breasts together harder, picking up the pace slightly.
Evelyn matched her, the two of them creating a slow, rolling movement that made his c... glide between their soft, wet skin over and over.
The steam from the shower made everything hotter, stickier, more intense.
The water dripped from their chins, slid down their chests, pooling at the tips of their breasts and tracing trails down their stomachs.
Ethan watched them — two beautiful girls, completely devoted to him, working together to bring him to the edge.
It was perfect.
Everly shifted her body slightly, trapping the head between the tops of her breasts, and gave a slow, teasing lick.
Evelyn followed with a kiss, pressing her lips against the sensitive skin just below the tip.
Ethan let out a deep, rough breath, his abs flexing hard.
Still, he stayed grounded, letting the pleasure wash over him without losing himself.
He was holding on with relative ease.
And they both loved and hated it.
They rubbed their chests up and down his shaft faster now, their bodies sliding against him in perfect sync, their tongues darting out now and then to tease him further.
Everly moaned softly, the sound vibrating against his skin.
Evelyn gasped, her body trembling slightly from the heat and the intensity.
Ethan slid one hand into Everly’s hair, gripping lightly, guiding her pace.
With the other, he cupped Evelyn’s cheek, stroking her flushed skin with his thumb, encouraging her without a word.
The pleasure built higher and higher.
Every time his tip slipped between their slick, squeezing breasts, every time their tongues flicked out to tease him, it added another layer to the fire burning inside him.
Ethan’s hips rolled slightly, helping them, guiding them.
Everly smiled up at him, her eyes gleaming with pride.
Evelyn looked up, too, her lips swollen from kissing, her face flushed but glowing.
They looked beautiful like this — drenched, trembling, devoted.
Ethan let out another low groan, feeling the tightness build hard and fast.
The twins sensed it too.
They squeezed their chests tighter around him, their movements growing a little faster, their tongues flicking more often against the tip.
The heat coiled tight inside him, thick and impossible to ignore.
Still, Ethan stayed calm, in control, choosing the moment.
He held it, letting them push him higher, letting the pleasure stretch until it was almost too much.