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.”

this is what wealthy boyfriends do, and if you must

“What?”

or move in with me, and I figured that you would be too skittish to

to

sound so shocking to

I just … you blackmailed me

getting what I want. Your job was secure no matter

“Then why blackmail me?”

skittish, like really

see a smile dance

her hands in mine, I draw her close. “And I won’t have you

to make

time here.” Letting go of her hands, I

have plenty

release her blouse and watch as the white fabric falls to the floor. Flicking the catch of the bra and releasing those juicy tits is next, and they spill out exactly as

she doesn’t make a

across the fabric, teasing her

music, especially when I stroke through her pussy and find just

her, to make her mine. It has been a couple of

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