Jack’s POV
I didn’t plan on going this far with her. I meant it when I said we should take it slow, and even now, as my fingers roll up the hem of her dress and slip down inside her soft, silk panties, I worry that her reaction might inadvertently cause some sort of fire.
I don’t care, though. Not when it feels this good. She could start the world’s biggest fire, and it could burn me alive, and I wouldn’t care. I just want her.
I’ve never touched a woman like this before; I have no idea what I’m doing. I understand the basics of their anatomy; I know the spot to feel for to cause immediate pleasure, and the spot to feel for that I will eventually—by the grace of God, or whoever’s up there making the rules—make my way inside. But I’ve certainly never felt them before.
It’s easier than I
