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.”

is what wealthy boyfriends do, and if you must know it’s either this place or

“What?”

it? It’s either this or move in with me, and I figured that you would be too skittish to move in with

me to move

sound so shocking to

… you blackmailed me into

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

“Then why blackmail me?”

noticed, Faye, you’re skittish, like really fucking, run the other way kind of

see a smile dance across her

in mine, I draw her close. “And I won’t have you any other way, but you will

to

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

plenty

to the floor. Flicking the catch of the bra and releasing those juicy tits is next, and they spill out exactly as they

the room, but she doesn’t

She’s wearing a thong today, and I trace across the fabric, teasing her tight

when I stroke through

mine. It has been a couple of weeks

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