A virgin. My babygirl is a virgin. Well, she was. Now she’s mine. Mine to love, protect, and pleasure whenever I damn well want to.

I give Zarina one last kiss on the top of her precious head and tell her to clean herself up while I finish making the breakfast we never got around to eating.

Once I'm back out in the kitchen, I take a cleansing breath, scrubbing a hand down my face. I completely lost control when Zarina waltzed out here in my shirt. As if that wasn't enough, she slowly undressed, almost daring me to do something about it.

And I did. God, did I do...