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

“What?”

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

want me to move

that sound so

you blackmailed

not above getting what I want. Your job was secure no matter

“Then why blackmail me?”

like really fucking, run the other way kind

smile dance

her close. “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, pushing it off her

plenty

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

the room, but she doesn’t make a move

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

especially when I stroke through

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

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