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Boon and Loretta images (from the show) on my Twitter: https://twitter.com/BlackLucifera/status/1416555303978606594?s=20
Loretta continued ignoring Boon as she discussed a potential business deal with a guy interested in distributing the weed she grew. She was sitting at the bar with the guy while Boon watched from nearby. Boon just stared at her the whole time, except for when the prospective business partner reached into his jacket pocket for his business card. Then he drew his gun with lightning speed; aiming first, assessing the situation after, as was his custom. That was enough to put an end to the business meeting.
“I don’t wanna deal with your psycho hair-trigger boyfriend. Goodbye.” The man said, then he left the bar.
“You have to leave.” The bartender said to Loretta and Boon.
Loretta pursed her lips and got down from the barstool with a huff. She stormed past Boon, who tried to rush ahead and open the door for her like a gentleman—and failed.
“Goddamn, Boon, what the hell was that?” Loretta rounded on him.
“Just protecting my girl.” Boon said unapologetically.
“I don’t need that much protection. When I finally agreed to hire you as security, it was for when I’m making major deals. This was a casual meeting. And I’m not your girl.” She said firmly as they got into her truck.
“I can see you’re upset with me, but you know I’m a very cautious man with a quick draw.” Boon said.
Loretta glanced beside her to see Boon’s hand on his gun again, caressing it, which he had a habit of doing.
“You have an unhealthy attachment to your gun. Are you compensating for somethin’?” Loretta said, starting to drive.
“I didn’t think you were interested in me that way, Loretta. You’re awfully curious about my manhood for someone who’s not interested in me.” Boon teased.
Loretta almost blushed, but she just rolled her eyes and focused on driving. Boon kept talking.
“If you must know, I have nothing to compensate for, but I suppose a gun is a phallic symbol.” He added.
“Hm. So, the gun is a phallic symbol and you got a real quick draw...Does that say something about your stamina?” She quipped.
“Oho! Wow, baby, that was harsh,” He said amusedly, “I draw quick, but I don’t always shoot quick. I know when to hold back and when to let go.”
“…Are we talkin’ about duels, or sex?” She asked.
“Duels, but since you’re so curious about how I perform in bed…I take my cues from the lady. If you want me to go slow and steady, I do. If you want me to go fast, I do that.” He said.
Loretta noticed the way he said “you”, and she felt uncomfortable. She swallowed hard and tried to concentrate; she had her foot on the brake.
“It’s a green light, darlin’.” Boon said, highly amused.
“Shit. I know.” Loretta muttered defensively, slamming on the gas pedal.
Boon felt very pleased with himself for having such a strong effect on Loretta. He got the impression he was wearing down her defenses, so he decided to keep persisting. When they arrived at her house, he held the front door for her and followed her inside. Loretta sighed disappointedly and took her jacket off, then she looked at him.
“I was in the mood for a night out, ya know? Some drinks, music, dancing…flirting. You’re a cock-block, Boon.” Loretta said.
Boon smirked.
“I can’t say that I’m sorry for preventing some jackass from getting in your pants.” He said, “But let me make it up to you. Where’s your liquor cabinet?”
Loretta snorted humorously.
“I don’t have a ‘liquor cabinet’, Boon. The bottle’s right there on the counter.” She said lightheartedly.
Boon gave a subservient bow, then he went into the kitchen, took a glass out and began pouring the whiskey while Loretta joined him.
“You’re not having one?” She asked.
“I’m on duty, Miss.” He said.
“Well I say you can go off duty now. We’re at my house, you can relax a little. And take this off.” She said.
Loretta reached for Boon’s gun in the holster at his hip; his hand instantly captured hers, pressing it against the handle. Their eyes met and he held her gaze.
“If you wanted to touch it, all you had to do was ask…” Boon said suggestively, and Loretta’s cheeks turned rosy pink. She pulled her hand away.
“…You’re not on duty, you can take the holster off and have a drink with me.” She said, ignoring his comment.
“Alright.” He agreed, then he poured another glass of whiskey.
Loretta was unnerved by the intense look in Boon’s eyes as he unbuckled his belt, so she glanced down at his belt and gun.
“Do you want to hold it?” He asked.
“No, I’m not into guns like you are. Let’s go in the living room.” She said, and she led him out of the kitchen.
Boon placed his gun and belt on one of the chairs, then he stepped closer to Loretta.
“Cheers.” She said, clinking her glass against his.
“Cheers.” He replied, then they took a drink.
Glancing around, Boon noticed an old entertainment system. He wandered over to it and turned on the CD. Lana Del Rey began crooning a slow bluesy song. Boon turned to Loretta and he was surprised when she smiled slightly. She stopped herself before it turned into a grin.
“This isn’t so bad, hm? You got your drinks and music…Would you care to dance?” He said.
Loretta smirked, then she comically took a big gulp of whiskey. Boon smirked, too, but he was looking at her hopefully.
“Okay fine. Come here.” She said, putting her glass on the mantle.
Boon put his glass down beside hers as he walked to her. Loretta nervously put her hands on Boon’s shoulders and stepped close to him. She was unexpectedly excited to be so close, and to touch him. It felt good, oddly enough. Especially when his hands lightly grasped her waist. She chuckled in surprise, and he smiled.
“What’s so funny?” He asked amusedly.
“This is kinda nice, actually.” She said.
“Really?” He asked.
“Yeah, and you smell nice. Better than I expected.” She said.
“What did you expect?” He asked with a smirk.
“Smoke, leather, gun oil, the farm.” She said.
“I see. What do I actually smell like?” He said, splaying his fingers on her waist to take better hold of her. She drew closer at the touch.
“Aftershave, deodorant, real manly…You do have a bit of smoke and leather in there, but not much.” She said.
“Hm. Well, your scent is irresistible.” He said quietly, then he put his nose to her hair, “It’s like strawberries and cream.”
“Thanks. It’s just my shampoo.” She said.
“I bet you smell irresistible all over…” He said in her ear.
“Boon.” She said, but she didn’t pull away.
“I’m just being honest. It’s a compliment.” He said.
“I’m not sure you’re the best at giving compliments, but I suppose I’ll take it.” She said.
“I’m glad.” He said.
Loretta subtly moved closer until their bodies were touching; she put her arms around his neck. She never thought she’d be comfortable with Boon, let alone dance with him. She never expected it would turn her on, either.
They remained quiet as they gently swayed together. Loretta felt an excited flutter in her abdomen when Boon slid his hands down to hold her hips. She liked it too much to correct their position, so she left his hands there.
Boon couldn’t believe he’d gotten this far with Loretta but he was in heaven. Something had changed between them, most noticeably in the truck on the way back from the bar. She’d become flustered when he talked about how he performed in bed. That seemed to be the moment she started seeing him in a new light; he hoped he’d be able to give her a demonstration tonight or at least sometime.
Loretta kept brushing her lower abdomen against Boon’s crotch on purpose as they danced and gradually she noticed his bulge was more pronounced. He was getting hard from the contact. She rested her head on his shoulder and held him tighter so that he was pressed against her body.
Loretta wanted to keep feeling their bodies rub together, but unfortunately the song finished and the CD stopped. They continued dancing for several moments, then they stood still.
Loretta pulled back slightly, just far enough to look into Boon’s eyes and to study his face. He gazed at her with his big green eyes, obviously enthralled with her.
“Well, Loretta…you’ve had the drinks, music, dancing and a bit of flirting…” Boon said.
“Uh huh.” Loretta responded.
“Was there anything else you wanted, that I could maybe give you?” He said.
“The other thing I mentioned was that you were a cock-block.” She said.
He gave a subtle nod but stayed silent.
“You’re not gonna somehow manage to cock-block yourself, are you?” She asked flirtatiously.
“Hell no.” He said.
“That’s good because I want to go further and I know you do too.” She said.
“I’ve wanted to for a while now…You’re not just toying with me, are you?” He said.
“No.” She replied, then she took his hand and placed it on her breast.
Loretta leaned in and kissed Boon, who was still in shock for a moment before he responded. He eagerly returned the kiss and gently massaged her breast through her bra and t-shirt. Loretta discovered Boon was a great kisser; he was full of surprises.
As they pressed into a more passionate kiss, Boon moved his hands up to cup Loretta’s cheeks, then he slid his fingers into her long soft hair. When he ran his fingers through her hair with his left hand, her tresses were accidentally tugged by the rings he wore. He carefully withdrew his hand.
“Sorry about that. I’ll take the rings off.” Boon said sheepishly.
“You can put them on my nightstand.” Loretta said, taking him by the hand.
“Just one moment.” He said, then he turned back and picked up his gun and belt.
“You need that in the bedroom?” She asked skeptically.
“In case anyone tries to interrupt us.” He said with a smirk.
“Okay, you can put that on the nightstand, too.” She agreed, then she led the way into the bedroom and turned the light on.
(To Be Continued...)