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While Cohen occupied Fin, I looked around the room, finding Milo nervously standing against the wall. Walking toward him, I tried to ease him from looking like a scared animal.

“If you’re not ready for this, you don’t have to stay. No one wants you to feel uncomfortable. I just didn’t want you to feel left out. I probably should’ve asked you beforehand what you were comfortable with, but with everything going on, we haven’t really had a chance to talk about it.”

Milo looked at me, swallowing. “If you’re all okay, then I’m okay. I just don’t know what to do.”

I shrugged one shoulder, glancing back at the two on the bed. “Whatever feels natural.”

Tugging at the back of my shirt, I decided to take my own advice instead of working out logistics and go with what worked. Tossing the material to the ground, I slipped my shorts, boxers, and socks off as I walked the rest of the way to the bed. Fin and Cohen were kissing as she straddled him, parts of her clothing still on like they’d both gotten distracted midway through.

Running my hands up her back, I unclasped her bra and slid it off her shoulders. Moving down to her panties, I lifted her up a little as I moved them down one leg at a time. She adjusted with me but never broke her kiss, making me smile at their commitment and total loss of the world around them. Knowing that it was just as likely for me to do that, I turned to Milo as he settled into a chair.

“Set an alarm for thirty minutes before we need to be upstairs.” He nodded, pulling out his phone, satisfying my concern, and I looked back to the two on the bed. Cupping her breasts in my hands, I fondled them between my fingers, tweaking her nipples.

Fin gasped, releasing her mouth from Cohen’s as she peered back at me. “About these orgasms, you promised me.” Her pupils were fully blown, lust driving her, which was beautiful to behold.

“I’m ready to deliver.” Reaching into the drawer, I pulled out some condoms, tossing one to Cohen, who caught it in his hand. Fin looked at them, biting her lip.

“I was thinking…” she started before I cut her off with a kiss.

“Not today. We can talk about it later.” She nodded, satisfied with the answer for now.

Rubbing my palms over her backside, I kissed her nape, nipping it as my tongue lavished her skin. Cohen’s fingers were already pumping in her, and she writhed on them, bucking as she sought them out. I’d planned to start with oral, but at this rate, I didn’t know if she’d last.

“More,” she panted, and I glanced over, catching Cohen’s eyes. At his nod, I slid on the condom with ease, my cock hard and waiting.

Nudging her ass checks with the head of my cock, I began to rock back and forth as I dragged it through her wet folds. Her moan was all the encouragement I needed as I pushed forward, slipping inside her. Her pussy fit around me like a glove, and I gripped her hips tight as I held back the need to slam into her.

“Fuck, Fin. You feel so good,” I groaned. She wiggled as she whimpered, and I knew I needed to move for both our sakes.

Focusing on the task at hand, I eased back slowly and then pushed in. I kept it at a slow pace, driving us both wild with need, refusing to push it too soon.

“Please,” she whimpered, “I need more.”

Her cries were too much, and I gave in to the desire running through me. I didn’t even notice the other two in the room at this point. The only thing I was focused on was Fin, and how her amazing pussy gripped my dick perfectly. Slamming into her this time, she grunted, wiggling back against me more.

“Yes, yes,” she chanted, urging me on as I withdrew and thrust back in with significant force.

It felt like the whole bed was moving with each thrust, but I only focused on her ass and how it felt beneath my hands as I gripped it. Her legs began to tremble, and I knew I was close to completely losing control. Pulling her body up, I sealed my lips to hers for a searing kiss before letting go so I could slam into her one more time. My hands felt permanently attached to her hips, and I wondered briefly if there would be fingerprints left behind. As much as I didn’t like to think of hurting her, the caveman part of me liked that I’d marked her as mine somehow.

Rearing back, I withdrew completely, lining myself up as I thrust in, feeling my balls draw up as I came with a roar. If these rooms weren’t soundproofed, I was confident someone would be breaking in to make sure no one was hurt by how loud my shout was.

Her body trembled beneath me, the aftershocks coursing through her, and I slowly withdrew, falling to the bed with a groan. After a few seconds of panting, I opened my eyes once the blood had returned to my brain. I found Finley with her head tossed back as she rode Cohen, a look of pure ecstasy on her face and one I wanted to be cemented in my brain for all eternity. She looked free, happy, and sexually pleased. Something I hoped to always bring to her life.

Sliding off the bed, I carefully pulled off the condom and walked to the bathroom to dispose of it. Washing my hands, I quickly glanced in the mirror, finding my own eyes not far from Fin’s. If I looked even a percentage of what she had, it only reaffirmed that this was the right course for us.

Walking back into the room, I grabbed the discarded shorts and slid them on. Glancing at Milo, I found him captivated by the show as he watched their bodies entwined intensely. I was impressed he didn’t pleasure himself. The most he was doing was rubbing his erection outside his shorts, but everything was still on. Maybe he was shy, and I needed to give him some space.

Finley came again a few seconds later, and I walked back into the bathroom, warming the water as I ran a rag under it. When I walked back into the room, she was lying on the bed, a blissed-out expression on her face. Nodding to Cohen as he headed into the bathroom, I gently wiped the washcloth over her, hoping to soothe her. She moaned in relief, and I laid it on her.

Moving to climb off the bed, Fin caught my hand, pulling me back to the mattress. “Thank you, Asa. You’re the best.”

Grinning, I kissed her and covered her with a blanket before standing and walking out into the kitchen. I didn’t know what Milo would do, but it felt like he could use a moment alone with her. Cohen joined me a minute later and worked with me to pick up the trash from lunch. Our space wasn’t huge, so keeping it clean felt crucial to not losing our minds all living together.

“You good?” Cohen asked as we sat down on the couch a while later.

“With what occurred in the bedroom or the mission?”

Cohen lifted one corner of his mouth in response. “Both, I guess.”

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