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.

doesn’t step back as he answers the call though. I watch him click a

“Yes.”

conversation, but he shakes his

all fine. No need to panic.” He listens

to the wall on either side of my

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

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

his. Grabbing onto his shoulders for support I

his grip in my

It feels so good.

of arousal floods my panties as he presses me against the

tongue plunges inside my mouth, and I taste the coffee

This is so wrong.

He’s the boss.

I’m a mere employee.

bad. So

backbone, I don’t know which, I

“We can’t do this.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“You’re the boss.”

boss, I can do whatever

hands on his chest, I shake

enough for you? You need more? What

switch, I turn

picking up the damn files. “Could you please turn the elevator

“Faye?”

this job.” I want this job. Hard work isn’t something

here, I love it. It is filled

going to change that. Unless he