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

kiss, I run my hands up his chest to wrap around his neck.

not back

alone in his

his lips trailing down my

bet you’re wet for me right now, aren’t you? So horny, so ready to be fucked. Have you

“No.”

cunt is still new

“This

wrong if you don’t want

be thinking about company policy right now, but yay to me

suit my needs. This is why I’m going to keep bringing it up. You want me, Faye. Your nipples are so fucking hard

lets off an

him and his mouth even if

to go

is she this

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

I’m more than happy to help. Let’s go

an answer, and with that kiss, I’d wasted

Chapter Eight

Chase

woman, she’s like a fucking addiction. The best kind of whiskey that money could buy. She

lips. Six months away from her was too fucking long. If she thinks I am going to back down