He misunderstood my look and added, “The idea of you with another man makes me want to kill someone, but I understand if you were with others while you were in high school. I need to know, though.”

I reached down and ran my hands through his dark hair, letting my fingers trail along his stubbled cheeks.

Looking into those gorgeous blue eyes, I said, “Jack, I haven’t been with anyone. I was saving myself for you. You’re the only person who’s ever even seen my pussy, let alone touched or tasted it.”

There was so much relief and hope in his voice when he asked, “Are you really a...