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“Julian’s pissed off. He doesn’t think any of this is an accident, but he doesn’t suspect us at all.”
“All according to plan, then,” she murmurs back. “And the rest?”
I make a face. Even having River in my arms and the weight of her body on mine isn’t enough to drive away the disgust that rises when I have to think about what I saw. “I got what we needed. And plenty of it. They were going at it for a while after having a fight.”
River sticks her tongue out, shuddering on top of me. “I’m sorry you had to see that.”
“Me too. Natalie’s fucking gross. Julian is too. They were arguing and then they started going at it like rabbits. I really fucking didn’t want to marry her.”
That makes River laugh, and she leans down and kisses me deeply. “I didn’t want you to marry her either. So at least something good came from all this mess. Now we’ve got the footage, we can move into the next phase of the plan.”
I make a face at that, and River laughs.
“What’s that face for?”
The next part of the plan involves calling River’s “buddy” in the FBI, Mitch Carter. I’m not looking forward to it.
“I don’t like that guy. I don’t like how he always seems so damn interested in you. Like he wants something from you or something.”
River smiles at that. “Are you jealous?”
“Fuck, no. I just want to kill that guy for looking at you.”
Her grin stretches wider, and she arches an eyebrow, a few strands of silvery hair brushing her cheeks as she looks down at me. “I don’t know, Knox, that sounds like jealousy to me. It sounds like you think no one else should look at me but you.”
“That’s not how it is,” I grumble, defending myself. “Gage, Priest, and Ash can look at you too.”
She laughs, shaking her head. “So you won’t mind if I wear something nice and a little revealing the next time I see Carter then? That won’t bother you at all.”
I growl at the thought of it. River there in something skimpy and Carter eyeing her up like he has any fucking right to. It pisses me off just thinking about it, and I narrow my eyes at River.
“Don’t you fucking dare.”
“Why not?” she teases. “You’re not jealous, right? What’s the big deal then?”
“The big deal is he doesn’t have the right to look at you. He doesn’t deserve it.”
“And that’s for you to decide, is it?”
She doesn’t sound pissed off about me being possessive. In fact, she looks fucking entertained, like she’s egging me on. Even knowing that, I feel myself getting worked up. Anger and heat run through me, and I want to find anyone who would even think about looking at River too hard and fuck them up. At the same time, I want to throw River down and remind her who she fucking belongs to.
I carved it into her back for a reason. She’s ours.
“Maybe it is,” I say, answering her question. “Maybe it should be.”
“Maybe,” she replies. “But that sounds like jealousy to me.”
I grumble under my breath, and River sits up. I make a move to grab for her, to keep her from darting away, but she just grins and scoots down so her head is right at my crotch.
The heat surges even higher, blocking out any of the anger that was left. How could I be angry when I get a sight like this? River on her knees between my legs, her hand moving to my crotch to undo my fly and pull my cock out.
It’s half hard already, just from her touching it, and she strokes it slowly, working me up even more. I lift my hips, seeking out more of that good as hell friction, and she grins, dipping her head down to swirl her tongue around the head of my cock.
“Fuck,” I groan, head flopping down against the arm of the couch. “Goddamn.”
She just laughs and eases her mouth over me, taking me down further and further until the head of my cock hits the back of her throat.
It’s a fucking effort to keep my hips still so that I don’t choke her, and she pulls off slowly, letting me feel it as she rubs her tongue along the underside of my cock. She plays with my piercing with her tongue, and I shudder, groaning her name.
