JACE
“What?” I ask, convinced I’ve heard her wrong. It’s damn near impossible to think with all the blood pooling in my painfully hard c**k, but I force myself to listen as she repeats herself.
“I want to put my cherry in the pot,” she says, looking nervous and adorable and sexy as f**k. The ultimate temptation. My best friend’s daughter, the woman I’ve been obsessed with since she turned eighteen, and the woman I swore to myself I wouldn’t touch.
Well, I guess I f****d that up when I had my tongue tangled up with hers in the driveway, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to f**k her. I can’t. It would be wrong on just about every level. There’s no denying how badly I want to, though. God, just knowing she’s a virgin is driving me f*****g crazy, and for the first time since I was a kid,
