Virgin for Sale

Chapter 17

“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 on my flesh. Each time I

up his chest to wrap around

not back in that

in his

from the kiss, his lips

aren’t you? So horny, so ready

“No.”

is still new at taking a

whimper. “This

only wrong if you

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

going to keep bringing it up.

an alarm to remind me

want him and his mouth even if it

to go

she this

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

happy to help. Let’s go

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

Chapter Eight

Chase

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

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

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