Power Play (Nashville Assassins Next Generation 2)

“I can’t say I don’t care, huh?”

“I don’t want to care, I really don’t. But I think before we out ourselves, we need to make sure this is going somewhere.”

He kisses my top lip. “Aren’t you supposed to be young, carefree, and reckless?”

I laugh. “My mom says I have an old soul. Shelli was more free-spirited, but living in New York on her own changed all that, and she made some bad—”

“Posey,” he says, biting at my lip. “I didn’t ask about Shelli. I asked about you.”

I sigh. “It’s hard to talk about me. I’m boring.”

“You’re unbelievably amazing.” He licks my lip and then kisses it. “Let’s get out of here.”

He lets me go and walks around my car as I ask, “Where to?”

“Can I take you to my favorite sushi place?”

“Oh, I love sushi.”

“It has the carbs.”

I beam. “All the carbs.”

We get in the car, and he directs me to the restaurant. As I drive out of the parking lot, Boon goes, “So, a virgin, huh?”

I glance over at him, and he is grinning. Like, a full-on grin. His whole face, teeth gleaming and eyes shining. I can’t help it. I snort with laughter. “What does that even mean?” I say between giggles.

“Just making conversation.”

I give him a perplexed look. “Couldn’t you ask me what my favorite movie is?”

“That’s trivial shit. I want to know why you chose to give me your virginity.”

I furrow my brow as I turn off the highway. “Um, I didn’t.”

“You did. It’s in my pocket.” I look at him, appalled, and he grins once more. “So why?”

“The opportunity was there, and I took it.”

He doesn’t like that answer. “Be real.”

I bite into my cheek as my fingers dance along my steering wheel. “You made me feel special.”

He slides his hand along my thigh, grabbing my knee. “You are special.”

A blush creeps up my neck. “And safe. I felt like you would take care of me.”

He makes a noise of contempt. “I think I was a little rough.”

“You were.”

“Sorry. I would have gone a lot slower if I’d known.”

“I didn’t want to go slow. I wanted it just like that.”

He strokes his thumb along my knee. “Are you okay? You’re not hurting, are you?”

I shake my head. “No, I’m fine.”

“Good. I was worried.”

I smile, but then I wonder. “It doesn’t bother you that I was, does it?”

He squeezes my knee. “I’m not going to lie. It’s freaking me out.”

“Oh.”

“I’ve never taken someone’s virginity. I mean, is there a cake I need to get? Some ice cream, maybe? Should I buy you a present?”

I grin. “I do like all of that.”

“Done deal, then,” he says, still with a goofy look on his face. “I am scared I hurt you. That’s why I asked.”

Oh. “Well, that’s really sweet of you.”

“It kinda turns me on too,” he says, and I glance over at him.

“It does?”

“Fuck yeah,” he says, his eyes burning into mine. “I’m the only one who has had you. You’re untouched. It’s hot.”

“Or really pathetic, and makes me inexperienced—”

“Or fucking hot, Posey. Seriously.” He grabs my hand, putting it right on his cock. “You feel that? You do this to me. Even before I knew I was the only man to have you, you’d made me so hard, it was hard to see straight.”

I’m speechless, and the feel of him is unbelievable. “Oh.”

He lets out a long sigh. “Plus, I feel really good knowing I’m the only one you wanted.”

I remove my hand from his cock, shaking my head. “Please. The ego is suffocating in here.”

He laughs, reaching for my hand again and bringing it to his lips this time. He kisses my palm and then the back of my hand. “I’m kidding,” he says between kisses. “You make me feel like a brand-new girl.”

“For the love of God,” I complain as we pull into the sushi bar. I haven’t been here, but I know Shelli loves it. She’s been trying to get me to go with her and Aiden. I tend to pass on hanging with those two. They’re sticky-icky in love. I take my hand from Boon’s and turn off the car before throwing open my door. When I go to get out, he’s there. Our eyes meet as I take his hand and use his help getting out. He wraps his arm around me, pulling me in close.

“What is your favorite color?”

I shut the door behind me as he walks backward, bringing me with him. The last guy I touched this much was Maxim, but he never looked at me the way Boon does. “This goes against everything I’ve ever been taught, but it’s green.”

He laughs. “I thought you Adlers bled purple?”

I grin. “Exactly, but I love green. Especially green-flavored candy. Though, I can’t eat much candy.”

“Why?” he asks as he turns so that he can walk normally.