Power Play (Nashville Assassins Next Generation 2)

Um, yeah. Because I’ve never done this before.

I try to breathe, and I try to hold back the tears as he moves in and out of me like a damn jackhammer. The sounds of his body slamming into mine are like nothing I’ve ever heard, but with each progressive thrust, it starts to feel good. Really good. His mouth finds mine, and we kiss hard and rough as he thrusts up into me. I’m not sure if my desk is going to make it, but I know I’m not. I feel him everywhere. He digs his fingers into the skin at my hips as he lifts up and lets his head fall back while he pounds into me. He looks so hot, his neck flushed and the veins in his arms showing. He tilts my hips and hisses at how deep he is able to go. I feel him in my throat, he’s fucking me so hard and deep. When the room goes white, I know I’ve reached my climax. It takes over my whole body, and everything seems to move in slow motion.

When he suddenly pulls out, I don’t know how to react.

We’re done? Isn’t he supposed to come?

“Shit, lovely. You’re bleeding.”

I look down to see him holding a handful of come and then streaks of blood. “Oh my God,” I say, mortified. “I’m so sorry.”

I sit as he shakes his head, and before I can move or even say anything, he captures my mouth with his. I lean into the kiss, my hand resting on his jaw. He doesn’t pull back. His lips are right there, his eyes wild as they stare into mine. “Don’t apologize. It happens. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he whispers, his eyes filled with such concern.

I swallow hard, my heart exploding in my chest. “A little.”

“You should have told me. I’m sorry. I went a little crazy,” he admits, kissing my bottom lip. “I’ve dreamed about your pussy, Posey, but nothing could prepare me for that.”

My body is quivering, my sex is throbbing, and I know for a fact—I really like sex.

Or maybe I like him.

“Let me get you something to clean up,” I say, but he stops me.

“There is blood everywhere. Let me get it.”

So, I do. I tell him to grab the wipes out of my gym bag, and I watch as he cleans me. I want to be embarrassed, but his eyes are so tender, his touch the same. He wipes my thighs, my sex, and even my butt before he throws away the wipe. I hadn’t even noticed he still had a handful of come until he cleaned it up. It makes me feel all fluttery inside that he cleaned me before himself. When I stand up, he pulls my shorts up my legs and then puts his on before wrapping his arms around my neck so that I’m flush against him.

His nose slides along mine, his lashes kissing his cheeks as his beard tickles my jaw. He kisses me softly, and I don’t think my heart has slowed since he entered the room. I wrap my arms around him and close my eyes. When he DMed me last night, I wanted to believe he wanted me, but I couldn’t imagine it. He was drunk, it was all a two-a.m. booty call…but it really wasn’t. I think he might like me. Me, Posey Adler, the girl no one notices, is being noticed by one hell of a dude.

The emotion is real, and I bury my face in his neck.

“I know this could be awkward, but I don’t want it to be.” I squeeze my eyes shut at his words. “I wanted this. Really bad.”

“I did too,” I whisper against his neck. “I don’t want it to be awkward either.”

But then there is a knock at the door.

We break quickly as our eyes meet in horror. The door handle moves, and I rush behind my desk, grabbing what I can off the floor and putting it back on my desk as he falls into the chair in the corner. “Oh? Is the door locked?” I call. I nod at him, but before he unlocks the door, he smiles.

Just a smile.

A simple one that has my heart racing like I’m on a breakaway.

He unlocks the door, and Jakob pops his head in. He looks at Boon and then me. “I heard yelling. Everything good?”

I clear my throat and tilt my head at Boon. “I’m pretty sure Shelli told him what I said about taking him off the power play, and he was letting me know he isn’t okay with that.” Boon’s eyes widen as he looks back to me. “We’re discussing how he can change my mind and what I feel he needs to do.”

Jakob nods. “Okay. You good, Boon?”

He stands then, running his hands down his thighs. “I know what I have to do, and I’m gonna make it happen. I don’t want to let either of you down.” His eyes slide to me, and I inhale sharply. “I will prove myself to you.”