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“Let me,” I tell him, as I slide my hand between us.

“I don’t know why you think I have to be in control all the time,” he says.

“River, have you met you? You love control,” I say as I bat his hand away, then wrap mine around our dicks.

As I grip us, he lets out a filthyoh fuck me. River stretches his neck, his head hitting the wall, his dirty mouth working overtime. “Ahhh, fuck control, Owen. Just fuck it. You can do anything to me,” he says, moaning as I stroke us in tandem.

Bliss pulls at me, coiling inside, flashing hot.

“A little harder. Little faster,” River grits out, giving me orders, and that’s my guy. He loves to talk. Loves to tell me what he wants. And I like knowing how to make him feel amazing.

I jerk us a little rougher, curling my fist tighter, then shuddering as I stare down at the heady sight of our arousal, our joint pleasure.

“We look so hot together,” I murmur.

River’s eyes snap open and he gazes down our bodies at my hand shuttling our slick cocks. His breath comes in a raggedpant. “Yes. Make us come, baby. I’m so fucking close. It’s so good. You’re so good. I can’t take it,” he says, his words falling out with wild abandon, like he can’t help himself.

I eat them all up. I savor every syllable, every moan, each cry of lust.

Picking up speed, my hand flies over our lengths. Harsh noises fall from his lips. Carnal moans. Sounds so filthy and fantastic that pleasure jolts through my body, a warning sign that release is on its way.

“Yes. Do that, do that,” he orders, but now his voice is growing too loud, and the change in volume both makes me laugh and turns me on.

“Shh,” I say, then I cover his lips with mine.

I kiss River ruthlessly, consuming his lips as I jerk us into a white-hot blur of ecstasy. He shudders, I shake, and we both come together.

Like this.

Like we know we have so much more than one night.

And we do, because when we pull apart, he flashes me a woozy, dopey grin, then says, “Hi. I just got a fantastic hand job from the guy I love.”

“Lucky you.”

River wraps his arms around my neck. “Have I mentioned I’m in love with you?”

“You have, but I like hearing it.”

“Good. I’ll tell you again. I’m in love with you.”

Funny, how I was hunting for the perfect moment to tell him, and then I blurted it out at what seemed the worst possible time.

But now that I’m here, on this side of us, the timing was perfect after all.

24

RIVER

The engine rumbles off.

“All right, gentlemen. Can you just say it now? Just say it once?” Tobey presses his hands together in prayer.

“You were right,” I tell the badass vet.

“And you will always be our Navy Seal,” Owen seconds.

“Thank you,” he says, like we’ve given him his greatest wish.