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.”

do, and if you must know it’s either this

“What?”

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

to move in

that sound so shocking

know. I just … you blackmailed me into sleeping

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

“Then why blackmail me?”

Faye, you’re skittish, like really fucking, run the other

see a smile dance across

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

going to

go of her hands, I unbutton her jacket,

plenty

those juicy tits is next, and they spill out exactly as they were supposed to, filling my hands, and I lean forward, taking a

fill the room, but she doesn’t make a

bending over the sofa. She’s wearing a thong today, and I trace across the fabric, teasing her tight little asshole as I do. Caressing down the crack of her ass, I spread her cheeks wide, giving each cheek a nice little

is sweet music, especially when

her mine. It has been a couple of

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