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We heard Reese and Lucian greet someone on the other side of the apartment, and it could only be Lucas.

River grinned and started making his way back, taking in his surroundings while he walked and sipped his drink. The shelves, the flat-screen, the fancy chesterfield chair…

He cleared his throat when he was just a couple feet away. “What if someone else wanted to bend over for you?”

I lifted my brows. Was he referring to himself? Because sign me the fuck up. That would be a hot fantasy come true.

I leaned against the doorframe and set down my glass on a side table. “Then he should step right up and lay one on me.”

He raked his teeth across his bottom lip, then mirrored my move and set down his glass.

He didn’t hesitate either. He closed the distance between us and cupped the back of my neck, just a fraction of a second before he covered my mouth with his own.

I smiled a little and kissed him back, and a slow shudder pushed desire through me.

My hands ended up low on his hips, and I angled myself to deepen the kiss.

I wanted to taste the drink on his tongue.

He had sharp features and the right amount of stubble, and that slight rasping sound when his chin brushed against mine turned me on further.

“Tell me what you like.” I kissed him again, and he hummed and swept his tongue around mine.

“You wanna read my terms of abuse?”

I grinned quickly, then spun him around and pushed him up against the wall. He groaned into the next kiss, and I squeezed his ass.

“Yeah, that’s me. I’m a sucker for the fine print.”

He pulled in a breath and gave me access as I kissed my way down his neck. He smelled fucking incredible.

“Just fuck me hard and let the others watch,” he exhaled. “I want it on film. In that bed over there.”

God-fucking-dammit, I had to pace myself. Everything he said went straight to my cock, and I was ready to go.

“The whole world can watch, for all I care. You won’t notice them.” I got his mouth once more and kissed him deeply, but our time was running out for the moment. I could hear voices coming down the hall. They were probably wondering where we were.

I stole one more kiss before I eased back a few inches, and I saw the hunger in his eyes. His eyelids looked heavy. Fuck me, he was sexy.

Since he was in no rush to compose himself, I didn’t try either. I just stepped back some more and scrubbed a hand over my jaw, and then Reese appeared in the doorway. With Lucas and Lucian.

Reese smirked knowingly.

“Why are you hiding in here—oh.” Lucas got it now too, and he grinned. “Hey, Greer.”

“Lucas.” I chuckled under my breath and righted my shirt.

“What’re y’all standin’ around here for?” River muttered, adjusting his cock. “Let’s go have a drink.” He grabbed his empty glass and ducked out.

Lucian smirked a little too. “Sadly, whatever you did is the most action my bedroom’s seen in a while.”

I clapped him on the shoulder. “We ain’t done yet, my friend.”

“Far from it.” Reese eyed Lucas before shifting his gaze to Lucian. “River’s been hoping for a night with Greer for over a year, so let’s see if you and I can put a dent in West.”

I laughed. A year, though? I was gonna have to dig for answers straight from River on that one.

Lucas actually blushed.

Lucian looked a bit stunned.

* * *

I didn’t know if Lucian caught on quick, or if… Actually, nobody could fake that chemistry.

Back in the living room, with bottles, glasses, mixers, and a bucket of ice on the table, Lucian shared a couch with Lucas and Reese, and he had no problems connecting with any of them.

River and I learned that Lucian and Lucas had run into each other at an event a couple of years ago, and they’d spent some time chatting in a group of other kinksters—but it hadn’t been enough for them to exchange numbers.

Something told me that would change after tonight. The three were animatedly debating about bondage and D/s, getting along swimmingly.

The music didn’t hurt. Reese had appointed himself the DJ, and he’d taken charge of Lucian’s iPod. He’d proclaimed that Lucian had the biggest music library he’d ever seen, and he’d been cranking slow rock with heavy, seductive, bluesy notes ever since.

River and I were on the other couch, and I was waiting for the right moment to ask him if he’d really thought about hooking up with me for a year.

He took a swig of his drink and leaned closer to me. “Pay attention to what Reese is doin’,” he said for only me to hear.

I cocked my head and observed the trio, with Reese sitting in the left corner with more distance between him and Lucas than Lucas and Lucian had.

Reese was chill. Smiling, talking, drinking, laughing…

He was claiming that shackles beat rope any day of the week, to which Lucas and Lucian argued how wrong he was.

I rested my ankle across my knee and sipped my drink.

Maybe I was too drunk to do puzzles. You didn’t fucking call in a grunt to get the paperwork done.

What was weird about Reese’s standpoint?

Not only did I share it, but I’d heard it before—we’d touched on this at dinner.

He and I were Team Instant Gratification when it came to physical play. Or the tools we used.

Instant gratification was a big stretch, but compared to the riggers who spent hours tying up their bunny? Jesus.

River leaned in again. “He’s making sure Lucas and Lucian are on the same side of the argument. He did something similar when they discussed public play.”

Huh. And Reese was doing this to…speed along the process of tonight? To make Lucian and Lucas friends faster? Or to get us all into the bedroom quicker?

“Your brother doesn’t strike me as desperate or impatient,” I replied.

River shrugged and slid lower in his seat. “He’s not. He just wants to ensure there’s good chemistry.”

What a deviant fuck.

I grinned into my glass and finished my drink.

Then I shook my head and chuckled.

“What?” River smiled, drunk and curious.

“You’re not an IT guy,” I said.

His smile didn’t go anywhere. “Yes, I am.”

“No, you’re fuckin’ not.” I dipped down and nipped at his ear. “My guess? The Army spat youse out somehow, and you went private instead.”

He shivered, and I draped an arm along the top of the couch so I could stay close.

“What do you mean?” He tilted his head up and kissed my jaw. “It’s a private company.”

He knew damn well I meant a private military agency. But whatever. If they wanted to be secretive about their careers, that was their choice. I wasn’t a snitch, nor did I push. Not for that kind of information anyway.

“Fair enough.” I grazed my lips along his cheek and slipped my fingers into his hair. “Let’s talk about how you’ve wanted my cock for over a year instead.”

The lust in his gorgeous green eyes came back in full force, and I returned our glasses to the table.

“What’s there to talk about?” he murmured. “You left on a stupid fuckin’ deployment, so I had to wait.”

That much was clear. “You’re vers, then?”

He shrugged with one shoulder. “Yes and no? It’s practically unheard of I find someone I wanna bottom for.”

But it happened? “But it’s happened before?” I squeezed his thigh and rubbed him higher up.

He bit his lip. “With one other guy. Are you a fuckin’ cocktease?”

I grinned faintly and planted an openmouthed kiss below his ear. “Hardly. I’m determining how far we can go while the others are still discussing rope.”

River didn’t respond verbally, but he did reach up and kiss me, and he readjusted himself in his seat so he could get more access to me.

There was no hesitation this time either.

We started making out right there on the couch, and I wasn’t sure I could push the pause button again.

I was sufficiently intoxicated and turned on.

River Tenley was a fine-ass kisser, greedy and passionate but not pushy or uncontrollable.

I palmed his cock through his jeans, and he nodded minutely while we kissed. He was as ready as I was.

After a moment, I noticed the living room had gone quiet, so I looked over to the other couch when River kissed my neck. Reese was alone, and he was staring right at us as he sipped his whiskey.

“There’s room for more, buddy,” I murmured, unable to keep the lust outta my voice.

He shook his head slowly. “This is for the voyeur in me. I don’t wanna miss a second.”

Goddamn. My cock strained in my jeans, and I had half a mind to drag River with me into the bedroom right fucking now.

“Where are the other two?” River moaned.

I grabbed his jaw and kissed him again, and our tongues met with more urgency and shallower breaths.

“In the kitchen,” I heard Reese say.

Well, then. They better step on it if they wanted to ramp this up, because I was done. I wanted us horizontal within a minute.

“I have a rubber burning a hole in my wallet,” I said, ending the kiss. “I want you on that bed.”

“Thank fuck.” River scrubbed a hand over his mouth and was off the couch in a second. “Cameraman, you ready?”

“More than.” Reese got up too. “Are you good with unprotected for blow jobs, Greer?”

“More than, to quote you.” I grunted and rose to my feet, my knee giving me some hassle. Certain battlefield souvenirs took time to heal.

We made our way out of the living room, and just when we passed the kitchen, it became clear that tonight was gonna be fucking good. Lucian had Lucas caged in against the island, and they were making out teasingly, as if the moment had just gone from flirting to kissing.

Lucas shook his head at whatever Lucian said and locked his arms around Lucian’s neck.

“I don’t think I’m getting my perfectly mixed Manhattan, as promised,” Reese muttered under his breath.

I grinned and followed River into the bedroom, then promptly got rid of my shirt and undid my jeans.