But instead of pulling back, Maki giggled, her eyes burning with challenge.
"It's only fair," She said, biting her lip as her fingers trailed along his now bare hip. "You're always teasing us... It's about time we returned the favor."
Mai's grin was equally wicked, her hand sliding over his thigh, slow and deliberate.
"We just wanted to... level the playing field," She teased, her voice dripping with heat. "You don't mind, do you?"
Liam's laughter rumbled low and dark, a sound full of danger and promise.
"Heh..."
It wrapped around them, thick and heavy, making their skin prickle.
His hands slid lower, slow and possessive, fingers tracing over soft, heated skin. Then he gripped them—firm, rough, claiming—his fingers sinking deep into the curves of their asses, holding them like they were his. Like they belonged to him.
And then—crack!
One sharp, satisfying smack. The sound echoed across the water like thunder.
Crack!
The second strike followed, just as firm, just as fierce.
Both girls gasped, their bodies jolting under the force.
"Ahh...!"
"Nngh...!"
But it wasn't pain. No, it was a pleasure—pure, wicked pleasure that sent shivers racing up their spines.
The heat of his touch, the sting of his palm, it wasn't something they wanted to escape. It was something they craved.
"Mmm...!" Maki moaned, her body pressing back, begging silently for more.
"Haa... again..." Mai gasped, her voice soft but desperate, her fingers digging into his skin.
They didn't pull away or flinch. Instead, they leaned into his touch, their bodies trembling, eager for whatever he gave.
"Please... more..." Maki whispered, her breath hot and shaky.
"Again... please..." Mai moaned, her eyes dark, heavy with need.
Their voices blended, soft, breathy, dripping with want.
"Mmm... harder..."
"Ahh... don't stop..."
Liam's grip tightened, his smirk dark and dangerous. He didn't need to ask. Their bodies, their voices, the way they trembled beneath his hands—it said it all.
They wanted more. Needed it. And they were ready to take everything he gave.
"Good girls~... Do whatever you want," Liam said, his voice a dangerous purr, his fingers lingering on the warmth of their skin. "I'm curious to see how naughty you two can really get."
Maki moaned, her body pressing closer, her lips brushing his jaw.
"You'll regret giving us permission," She whispered, her voice heavy with promise. "We've been holding back for too long..."
Mai's hand slid over his thigh, fingers dancing dangerously close. "And now we don't have to."
Their gazes were fire, burning, and hungry, as if they wanted to devour him right there, beneath the moonlight and the shimmer of the water.
Liam's grin deepened, dark and sure.
"Prove it," He challenged, his voice low, like the calm before the storm. "Show me how far you'll go."
And they would.
Because tonight, the pool wasn't just water.
It was temptation. It was surrender!
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After a few minutes of play, Liam decided to take their game outside.
Water clung to Liam's skin like a lover, droplets sliding over hard muscles as he emerged from the pool. His body gleamed under the fading sunlight, every inch of him bold, unashamed, and breathtakingly dangerous.
He didn't spare a glance for his discarded modesty. He didn't need to. He was comfortable in his own skin, unashamed, exuding the confidence of a man who knew exactly what he was worth.
Confidence radiated from him, thick and suffocating, wrapping around the air like smoke.
With the grace of a king claiming his throne, he made his way to the poolside lounger and sprawled out, one arm lazily behind his head, the other resting on his sculpted torso.
He was in no rush, completely at ease, exuding a natural authority that made it impossible to look away. He lay down, sprawled and shameless, his body stretched out in full display.
He was bold, unapologetic, and dangerous.
Maki and Mai's breath caught, their eyes drinking him in, unable to look away.
Oh, they were definitely watching.
Their sharp gazes trailed over him, lingering on the way the sun highlighted every carved muscle, the way water clung to his body like it was reluctant to let go. Their lower lips were trapped between their teeth, suppressed desire flashing in their eyes.
He wasn't just a man. He was temptation in its purest, most dangerous form.
Maki stole a glance at Mai. Mai did the same.
And just like that, an unspoken challenge passed between them.
"We can't just... leave him like that," Maki murmured, her voice breathless, laced with a mix of longing and bold defiance.
Mai's gaze didn't waver, her eyes trailing along the length of his cock with sinful admiration.
"No," She agreed, her voice husky, thick with desire. "Not when he looks like that."
And so they followed, stepping out of the pool gracefully.
Their steps were slow and sensual, every movement dripping with intention. Water dripped down their curves, sliding along the skin that gleamed beneath the sunlight.
Every sway of their hips, every drop of water tracing their curves, every subtle brush of their bodies against each other—it was all calculated.
They didn't need words to communicate the thoughts burning between them.
The hunger... The need... The surrender...
They didn't walk to him. They approached him. And they did so with the full awareness that his attention was theirs.
Liam's sharp eyes flicked toward them, a smirk playing on his lips. He didn't need to say a word.
He was watching their every move.
There were other chairs. Plenty of space to keep distance.
But neither of them wanted that.
No, the distance was unbearable. They wanted to be close.
To feel his warmth, his dominance.
To press themselves into him and surrender to whatever desires he demanded.
Without a word, they reached him, their bodies casting soft shadows over his form. And then, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, they lay down on either side of him.
Maki and Mai slid onto the lounger, one on each side of him. Not timidly, not hesitantly—but boldly, as if they belonged there.
And in a way… they did.
Their wet, warm bodies pressed against him, the contrast of cool water against his heat sending a shiver down their spines. Their skin was slick, and their breaths were just a little uneven.
Liam's eyes opened lazily, dark and heavy-lidded as they trailed over them both. He didn't speak. He didn't need to. His gaze alone said it all.
They belonged to him. And they were ready to prove it.
Mai let out a low, soft grumble, her fingers trailing along his chest, nails light and teasing.
"How can you lay here... like this..." She whispered, her eyes burning as they traced his naked form. "With no shame?"
But her words weren't a rebuke.
No. They were admiration, jealousy, and want.
Liam cracked open one eye, lazily shifting his gaze toward her. His smirk deepened, amusement twinkling in his eyes.
"Would you prefer I cover up, Mai?"
His voice was smooth, rich, dripping with teasing dominance. "Or do you just want an excuse to keep looking?"
Mai's mouth opened, then shut. A visible swallow. Her grip on the lounger tightened, knuckles whitening slightly.
"Tch."
She turned her face away, but not before he caught the way her ears turned red.
Maki giggled, but it was breathless, her voice low, teasing.
"Because he's our master," She said, leaning in, her lips brushing against the skin of his shoulder. "And we love him like this."
Her words were bold, filled with a desperate honesty that left her breathless.
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