He sensed her joy in being in control, and for the moment, he was happy for her to stay that way. Her innocent response to him told Spyder everything he needed to know about her purity. Though virginity had never mattered worth a damn to him, Jessie’s did.
He was hers, and she was his.
He couldn’t come to her pure, and she wouldn’t be his first, but sure as hell she’d be his last.
“Take off your shorts,” he told her softly, and was almost surprised when she tumbled off his legs and began to obey immediately.
His jaw flexed and tensed as more of her was revealed to him as she shrugged out of the cotton covering. Beneath, she wore a simple pair of panties and they were more enticing than black leather or scarlet lace.
Her innocence fueled his need in a way he’d never have expected, coul
