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.

watch him click

“Yes.”

conversation, but he

listens a few minutes and then pockets

to the wall on either side of my

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

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

caused me to press my body against his. Grabbing onto his shoulders for support I cry

He tightens his grip in my hair, making

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

tongue plunges inside my mouth, and I

This is so wrong.

He’s the boss.

I’m a mere employee.

is bad. So

sanity and maybe a backbone, I don’t know which, I grip his shoulders

“We can’t do this.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“You’re the boss.”

as the boss, I can do whatever I want,

hands on his chest, I shake my head.

I paid wasn’t enough for you? You need more? What

switch, I turn

touch, I sink to the floor and quickly start picking up the damn files. “Could you please turn the elevator back on?

“Faye?”

this job.” I want this job. Hard

here, I love it. It is filled with challenges and rewards, and

isn’t going to change that. Unless he has a cause to fire me and I am