Virgin for Sale

“Sir, I was wondering if I could leave.” I’ve been toying with what to call him all day. Sir, Mr. Dunce, asshole—the list is endless. “Sir” seems more respectful to me, or at least I thought it did.

He lifts up his head.

For several seconds he doesn’t say a word.

I watch as he stands up and walks around the front of his desk. He keeps on looking at me.

“Come here.”

It was very much the same instruction he gave me in that room.

Stepping into his office, I stand a few feet away from him.

“Closer.”

Going right up to him, I gasp as he grips the back of my neck, drawing my body close to him.

I’m flush against him, his cock pressing against my hip. He’s rock-hard, and there’s no denying what he wants. He wants me.

When he slams his lips down on mine, I moan. Gripping the lapels of his jacket, I hold on as his kiss turns hard, almost violent as he nips at my lips. That kiss has the power to destroy me.

Moisture floods my panties as my arousal grows. I want him.

I don’t want him to stop.

holds the cheek of my ass. The last time we were together, he left bruises

my hands up his

not back in that

alone in

kiss, his lips trailing down

me right now, aren’t you? So horny, so ready to

“No.”

that tight cunt is still new

“This is

wrong if you don’t

thinking about company policy right now, but

the boss. I can write any rule I want to suit my needs. This is why I’m going to keep bringing it up. You want me, Faye. Your nipples are

an alarm to

what makes it so bad. I want him and his mouth

to go pick up my

is she

an appointment.” My sister’s business is her own private affair. There’s

happy to help.

kiss, I’d wasted

Chapter Eight

Chase

kind of whiskey that money could buy. She sits in the passenger seat, looking like I’m going

tits would have been on full display for my lips. Six months away from her was too fucking long. If she thinks I am going to back down from this, she’s in for