Virgin for Sale

“I don’t like this.”

“We’re not at Cherry anymore. There’s nothing for you to like or hate. Just tell me your name.”

“It’s Faye Carter.”

“Pleasure to meet you, Faye.”

His gaze moves down my body, and I hate that I respond. I like him looking at me as if he wants to eat me.

“I can’t believe it has been six months since I last saw you. When you left me without a backward glance.”

“I really need to get to work.”

Suddenly, this job doesn’t exactly look like a good idea.

He doesn’t move.

His gaze still on me. Waiting.

My pussy is slick.

The scent of his cologne is turning me on; that and the closeness. He’s got that alpha caveman thing going on right now.

He’s so much taller than I am.

It’s almost surreal that we’ve been naked together, screwing. That he was my first.

I’ve not been with any other man, so right now, he’s still my only one and boy, did he make it hard for me to even think of getting someone to compare him to.

His cell phone rings, breaking the spell.

step back as he answers the call though. I watch him click a button and place the cell

“Yes.”

make out the conversation, but he shakes his

to panic.” He listens

the wall on either

a lock of my hair. It’s short, to my neck and feathered. I like

my hair, very much like the way he did back at Cherry. The action takes me by surprise, and I

against his. Grabbing onto his shoulders for support I cry out as his lips suck on my pulse, kissing up to my

he gives me is hard. He tightens his grip in my hair,

It feels so good.

like this, but the instant hit of arousal floods my panties as he presses me against the wall. His other hand goes to my hip, locking me in

tongue plunges inside my mouth, and I taste the coffee on his

This is so wrong.

He’s the boss.

I’m a mere employee.

is bad.

I don’t know which, I grip his shoulders

“We can’t do this.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“You’re the boss.”

do whatever I want, and I want

I shake my head. “I

wasn’t enough for you?

a switch, I

start picking up the damn files. “Could you

“Faye?”

job.” I want this job. Hard

I love it. It is filled with challenges

man, who’s just managed to wound me deeply with a few choice words, isn’t going to change that. Unless he has