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.

call though. I watch him

“Yes.”

conversation, but he

need to panic.” He listens a few minutes and then pockets his cell

back to the wall

is new,” he says. He takes a lock of my hair. It’s

at Cherry. The action takes me by surprise, and I drop the

my body against his. Grabbing onto his shoulders for support I cry out

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

It feels so good.

but the instant hit of arousal floods my panties as he presses me against the wall. His other hand

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

This is so wrong.

He’s the boss.

I’m a mere employee.

bad. So very

and maybe a backbone, I don’t know which, I

“We can’t do this.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“You’re the boss.”

do whatever I

chest, I shake my

enough for you? You need more? What will it

switch, I

his touch, I sink to the floor and quickly start picking up the damn files. “Could

“Faye?”

job. Hard work isn’t

It is

isn’t going to change that. Unless he has a