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?”

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

want me to

sound so

you blackmailed

what I want. Your job was secure

“Then why blackmail me?”

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

smile dance across her

won’t have you any other

going to

of time here.” Letting go of her hands, I unbutton her jacket, pushing it off her

have plenty of

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

fill the room, but she doesn’t make a move to

a matter of seconds, I have her skirt off and she’s 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

music, especially when I stroke through her pussy and find

It has been a couple of weeks since

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