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Jonah leans down and kisses her forehead, then her lips, then the side of her neck. His hands trail down her back.

“I’ve got you,” he says. “We’ve both got you.”

I slow just enough for her to catch her breath. Jonah kisses her neck as she pants, hips still rocking gently in my lap.

“You want him, baby?” I ask her.

“Yes.”

“You want us both to fuck you?”

“Yes,” she moans. “I want both of you.”

“On your knees,” Jonah murmurs. “Come here.”

I help her shift forward, my cock slipping free of her with a wet sound. She gasps as Jonah guides her down onto her elbows. He kisses her lower back, then the curve of her ass, then spreads her open.

“Goddamn,” he breathes. “You’re dripping.”

I grip the base of my cock and stroke it once, watching as she trembles between us.

“You ready, sweetheart?” I ask.

She nods.

Jonah wets his fingers and presses one to her ass, slow and careful. She moans but doesn’t pull away. Her head drops to the mattress. Jonah’s hand moves slow, working her open. One finger. Then two. Her body shakes. Her fists clench in the sheets.

“I’ve got you,” he whispers. “Just breathe.”

She does.

Her whole body relaxes, chest rising in short, shallow breaths. She’s braced on her elbows now, hair falling over her shoulders, skin flushed and glowing. Jonah kisses her lower back once more, then meets my eyes over her shoulder.

“Finn,” he says. “Hold her steady.”

I shift closer and guide her back toward me. My cock is throbbing, and the second I slide back inside her, we both moan. Her thighs quiver as I slide in all the way.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” I breathe.

Jonah moves his hands to her ass. He spreads her open wider and lines himself up behind her, fingers gripping tight enough to leave marks.

“You ready?” he asks her.

She nods, eyes closed, face pressed to my chest. “Yes. Please.”

Jonah groans low in his throat. “Here we go, baby.”

He presses in slow, easing past resistance with practiced control. Her back arches. Her mouth opens in a silent cry. I feelit too—the tight squeeze around me as her body stretches to take him.

“You okay?” I ask, my voice tight.

“Yes. Don’t stop.”

We don’t.

Jonah moves first, pulling out slightly and then pushing back in, and the movement makes her whole body tremble. I stay deep, letting her adjust to the sensation of both of us. Her thighs quake and her breath comes in broken gasps.

“You’re taking us both,” I whisper. “Being so good for us.”