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 was for

thighs together, I try to focus on the copy

It’s no good.

my thoughts are dominated by him, and he did it on

to his office, hoping to

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

still my

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

child,

letters, I make my way toward the elevator, but I don’t want this job to finish anytime soon. I go for the stairs, needing a break completely. Holding onto the rail, I walk down, trying not to think about the pleasure rushing through my body or the

that I’m not just me anymore. I have a

can think of as to why I should walk away, report him, or just find another position,

I want Chase Dunce.

he’d taken what he’d paid for. The rest of the night, he’d given me a chance to explore his body, to touch, taste, and tease him the

I can’t walk

more than just an affair

I see it.

business with each

reason, I want him to myself. It’s why I won’t walk away. Why I refuse to leave or to do the right