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 against his

“Yes.”

out the conversation, but

No need to panic.” He listens a

to the wall on

hair. It’s short, to my neck and

are gripping my hair, very much like the way he did back at Cherry.

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

is hard. He tightens his grip in my hair, making me cry out as he attacks my mouth, ravishing

It feels so good.

of arousal floods my panties as he presses me against

inside my mouth, and I

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 grip his shoulders and

“We can’t do this.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“You’re the boss.”

the boss, I can do whatever I want, and I

my hands on his chest, I

enough for you?

switch, I

floor and quickly start picking up the

“Faye?”

I want this job. Hard work isn’t

here, I love it. It

choice words, isn’t going to change that. Unless he