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.

we were together, he left bruises on my flesh. Each time I looked in the mirror, the marks were a sign of

run my hands up his chest to

back

in his

from the kiss, his lips

horny, so ready to be fucked. Have

“No.”

is still

“This is

wrong if

policy.” I don’t know how I can be thinking about company policy right now, but yay to me for

chuckled. “I’m 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.

an alarm to remind me I need to pick up

I want him and

go pick up

she this

sister’s business is her own private affair. There’s no way I’m

I’m more than happy to

no for an answer, and with that kiss, I’d wasted time.

Chapter Eight

Chase

I’ve ever had. This woman, she’s like a fucking addiction. The best kind

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 a