Vivian sat beside her sister, her softer, curvier body trembling with quiet need, while Genevieve was still bent over the bed, my c**k buried deep inside her pulsing heat. Two identical faces, two sets of hungry green eyes, both fixed on me.
I swallowed hard, my shaft twitching involuntarily inside Genevieve. Every rational part of my brain screamed to stop, to pull out and end this madness. But the animal side had already won.
“Fine,” I rasped, voice hoarse with lust. “Both of you. But we have to be careful. No one can ever know.”
Genevieve’s wicked grin returned instantly. She pulled off my c**k with a wet pop and turned to her twin. Without hesitation, she cupped Vivian’s face and kissed her deeply—tongues sliding, soft moans vibrating between them. It wasn’t a sisterly kiss. It was
