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?”

doesn’t it? It’s either this or move in with me, and I figured that you would be too skittish to move in

want me to move in

sound so shocking to

you blackmailed me

what I want. Your job was secure

“Then why blackmail me?”

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

a smile

hands in mine, I draw her close. “And I won’t have you any other way, but

going to

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

have plenty of

and watch as the white fabric falls to the floor. Flicking the catch of the bra and releasing those juicy tits is next, and

she doesn’t make

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

music, especially when I stroke through her pussy and

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

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