Virgin for Sale

Chapter 33

She doesn’t take the keys.

“I can’t take this.”

“Don’t you love the apartment?”

“It’s beautiful.”

“Well, I think you’re beautiful, and I want to give you things.”

Still, she doesn’t take them.

“I already own this place. I bought it for you.”

“I can’t take it. I’m sorry.”

“Why not?”

“Because I already live in an apartment that I can afford. The rent is more than reasonable.”

“Damn it, Faye. I don’t care. Don’t you understand that? I’m right here, right now. This is for you. This is what boyfriends do.”

“No, they don’t.”

must know it’s

“What?”

and I figured that you would be too skittish to move in

me to move in with

does that sound so shocking

just … you blackmailed me into

shrug. “I’m not above getting what I want. Your

“Then why blackmail me?”

like really fucking, run the other

see a smile

her close. “And I won’t have you any

to make

be spending a lot of time here.” Letting go of her hands, I unbutton

have plenty of

release her blouse and watch as the white fabric falls to the floor. Flicking the catch of the bra and releasing those juicy tits

but she doesn’t make a

skirt off and she’s bending over the sofa. She’s wearing a thong today, and I trace across the fabric, teasing

when I stroke

mine. It has been a couple of weeks since she got

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