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.”

must know it’s either this

“What?”

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

to move

does that sound so

… you blackmailed me

what I want. Your job was secure no

“Then why blackmail me?”

like really fucking, run the other way kind of

smile dance across her

won’t

going to

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

plenty of

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 lean forward, taking a bite of

she doesn’t make a move to escape

trace across the fabric, teasing her tight little asshole as I do. Caressing down the crack of her ass, I spread

out a yelp, and the sound is sweet music, especially when I stroke through her pussy and find just how wet

waiting to take her, to make her mine. It has been a couple of weeks since

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