Virgin for Sale

His fingers stroke over my clit, but he doesn’t linger. He slides down toward my entrance.

When he pushes a finger inside me, I gasp. Reaching out to the machine, I hold onto it.

“You’re as tight as I remember. Have you been with anyone else, Faye? I need to know.”

My name from his lips sounds more like a caress. I love how he growls it. To me, it makes him sound so dominant and out of control all at the same time.

“No. There’s been no one else.”

“Good. This pussy is mine. Your body belongs to me. I don’t care what you think, I feel how wet you are for me. How much you want this and I want it too. Make arrangements for Kerry to stay at a friend’s. Tonight, you’re mine.”

“Kerry’s on a school trip for the next week.”

I open my eyes and stare at his reflection.

“Even better.” His hands leave my body, putting my clothes back into place. “Don’t make me wait too long for those copies.” I watch, stunned, as he walks away. He’s at the door when he stops and turns toward me. “Don’t play with yourself either.”

He’s gone within the next second.

My body is bereft at the loss of his touch.

I can’t believe he’s done that to me.

last thing I wanted

my thighs together, I try to focus on the copy machine, waiting

It’s no good.

can think about is his hands, his cock, his touch—all of my thoughts are dominated by him, and he did it on purpose.

return to

me the silent finger as he speaks. He holds his hands out for the paperwork and I’m so tempted

is still

some envelopes my way, and that’s my cue to leave. To let

child, I’m

needing a break completely. Holding onto the rail, I walk down, trying not to think about the pleasure rushing through my body or the feelings he inspires

I have a responsibility to my sister, to take care of her. Failing her is not

try to come up with every single excuse I can think of as to why I should walk away,

I want Chase Dunce.

together. After he’d taken what he’d paid for. The rest of the night, he’d given me a chance to explore

I

than just an affair

I see it.

have unfinished business

I won’t walk away. Why I refuse to leave or to do