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 know it’s either this place or move in with

“What?”

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

to

that sound so

know. I just … you blackmailed

not 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

see a smile dance across

“And I won’t have you any other way, but you will take this

to

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

have plenty

catch of the bra and releasing those juicy tits is next, and they spill out exactly as they were supposed to, filling my hands,

she doesn’t make

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

when I stroke

It has been

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