Virgin for Sale

I’ll never be afraid of him.

He drives my need for him higher.

His cock pulses deep inside me, but he’s not in a rush to fuck.

He caresses down my back, tracing to my ass, and I’m shocked as a single finger curves around back, stroking over my anus.

I’ve not been explored there before, and he knows it. He knows everything about my body. He’s the only man to ever get me like this.

Open.

Exposed.

And desperate.

He caresses down my body, skimming the edge of my tits before grasping my hips. Holding onto his shoulders, I follow his lead as he starts to make me rock on his cock. Pushing me up then pulling me down.

I cry, and the sound is swallowed by his lips. I’ve not stopped kissing him. I don’t want to stop.

Chase does this repeatedly, lifting me up, pulling me down. Each time he draws me onto his cock, he thrusts up, and he seems to hit a spot deep within me that is too painful and yet so addictive I can’t think straight.

Breaking from the kiss, I dip my head back, giving him my neck, and he nips at my flesh, sucking on my skin. Pleasure floods my body, and even as he teases my flesh, he doesn’t stop fucking me.

Holding onto his shoulders, I help him, thrusting up and down on his cock.

and I open my eyes to

how fucking beautiful you

down

in and

condom is not a welcome sight, but I’ve no interest in getting pregnant. Having a baby right now

driving down on him, feeling a tightening deep within me as he fucks

sweetheart, fuck me. Take your pleasure. Ride my cock. Show me what a dirty girl you are. You’re not a virgin anymore, Faye. That belongs to me. Your cherry is

his shoulder, I ride his cock to completion, feeling

we sit there, but I can’t

hair to lift my face up. He’s not rough with me. As I stare into his eyes,, he cups my face and then kisses me. At first, the kiss is so hard that it hurts my teeth, but I can’t say

time stills as he kisses

It’s tender.

Sweet.

Romantic.

I’m hungry

the sweet and

The nice and dirty.

I have to do is ask Chase, and he’ll give it to me.

****

now it’s

I do, I seem to

days are a lot easier than others, but again, I failed.

“Wine?” Chase asks.

him, I see he’s holding two glasses and a

I don’t …