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

“What?”

with me, and I figured that you

want me to move in with

that sound

don’t know. I just … you blackmailed me into

above getting what I want. Your

“Then why blackmail me?”

you haven’t noticed, Faye, you’re skittish, like really fucking, run the other way kind of

smile dance across her

I won’t have

to

time here.” Letting go of

plenty

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 they were supposed to, filling my hands, and I

she doesn’t

wearing a thong today, and I trace across the fabric, teasing her tight little asshole as I do. Caressing down the crack of her

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

It has been a

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