Virgin for the Billionaire

Carter:
She's mine. I want her. I need her and I'm tired of waiting.

Emma:
He's all I think about but I can't wait for him any longer. Tonight's the night. I'm punching my V-card.

I might be a f#cking saint waiting for her to be ready for what I want to give her. When I overhear she's going to ditch her virginity with some random bar guy, I decide she's not giving those soft curves and luscious mouth to anyone else.

After tonight, she'll never doubt who she belongs to again. And when she's screaming my name, she'll realize I'm prepared to give her a hell of a lot more than just lip service. I want forever.