Virgin for Sale

“Why?”

“The money you … paid me. I used it to pay for my sister’s medical bills and to start renting that place. I’m not used to this. You’re rich.”

He kisses my neck, and I close my eyes. The scent of wine is on his breath.

“That I am. I could’ve paid a hell of a lot more for you.”

“You paid enough.”

He snorted. “You were worth so much more.”

His hand bands around my waist, keeping me captive, not that I want to go. I love when his hands are on me.

The memory of his touch was what kept me going when I felt filled with despair.

“I’ll never forget that night, Faye. I tried to find you after. I even hired a PI to hunt you down. You’ve got no criminal record, so finding you was next to impossible.” He nibbles on my neck, biting the curve. “I can’t believe you’ve been so close to me all this time.”

“Why me? You can have anyone else.”

“There’s no one else I want.”

“Haven’t you been back to Cherry?” I hate that it bothers me so much that he could have any woman. All he’d need to do is click his fingers and there’d be a long line of them waiting to do his bidding.

“No.”

so that

filled with so much promise, stare right

why I sound so

reason I was there that night was my friend. He likes to fuck a lot of virgins.

did you pick

only woman I’ve been with who has been a virgin. I’ve no desire to be with another. The moment I saw your picture, I knew you were special, and I wanted you for myself. If you hadn’t sneaked out that night, I was going to talk to you about continuing after Cherry.” His fingers skim my cheek, gliding

I couldn’t look away.

can tell me to stop at any time,”

want you to

as he starts to unbutton my blouse. He takes his time. He puts the water bottle on the counter, grabs my arms, and walks me back. I

there, he goes back to opening up my blouse, his fingers touching me

hands as he gets me

stand before him completely so, he steps back, and I watch as he walks around

So muscular. For a man who spends so much time behind a desk, he clearly

up his shirt, revealing his hard chest. His arms

his grip to make me do whatever

I don’t fight him.

is hard once again, the vein at the side seeming to pulse. He

back, then settling on my hips. Licking my lips, I turn as he puts me on the bed, my knees on the