Virgin for Sale

Chapter 32

He wipes away the last of my tears.

“My face is probably a complete and total mess.”

“Nah, you’re beautiful.” He presses his lips against mine and I close my eyes, loving his touch a little too much. “Are you ready to go to your apartment?”

“Yes.”

He pushes the button that will take us up to my place.

When I go to pick up a bag, he refuses to let me take it, and I sigh as we walk to our apartment. Kerry is nowhere in sight, but I hear her in her bedroom. Once again, my trusty slow cooker has been working for me. I put it on high when we got home from work so anything I put in there would be cooked.

Chase takes the bags to Kerry’s room, and seconds later he comes back into the kitchen. As I’m serving up, he wraps his arms around me, and I close my eyes, enjoying the closeness we share.

I know it hasn’t been that long, but it’s like time fails to have any meaning when I’m with him.

Between work and our time together, I feel closer to him with every passing day.

“I’m so pleased you were able to trust me with this.” He whispers the words against my neck. Closing my eyes, I tilt my head to the side to give him better access. He sucks on the pulse, his teeth grazing the spot.

One of his hands slides beneath the band of my skirt and he cups my pussy. He doesn’t make any move to find my warmth beneath them, just strokes back and forth gently.

I want him there and then.

“I’m going to fuck you tonight. You’re not getting rid of me.”

“Kerry.”

“I don’t give a fuck. You’re going to have to be quiet. I’m not taking no for an answer. Not when I can feel how wet you are.”

His hand is gone in the next second. His lips are not.

“So, you two are a couple?” Kerry asks, startling me from my aroused state.

It is like an instant bucket of cold water. Opening my eyes, I stare at my sister’s mischievous ones.

“It’s not like you to come out of your room so quickly.”

“It’s not like you to take so long serving. That looks good on you.”

“Kerry!”

“What? Come on. I’m so pleased to see that you have a boyfriend. I was starting to worry there that you were looking forward to life as a spinster. I don’t think you’ve ever brought a boyfriend home.”

“Shh,” I say. She doesn’t need to go telling Chase just how many firsts he’s part of.

“She hasn’t?”

“Nope. None. Believe me, I’d have remembered. I know in high school there were rumors she was a lesbian. I didn’t buy it.”

“You’ve never had a boyfriend?” he asks, his lips back at my neck.

“No, and I shouldn’t be with you.” I look at Kerry. “It’s against company policy.”

“I’m the boss. I can change that if I want.”

Kerry laughs. “I like him.”

With his arms around me, I serve us up, and much to my surprise, Kerry sits with us the entire time.

She looks happier.

More like the young girl I used to know.

The one that didn’t have anything happen to her.

She doesn’t linger to do the dishes, but that’s okay. I like doing them, and Chase helps so we get through them quickly.

After that, we head toward my bedroom, which he’s never seen.

The moment we’re inside, Chase pulls me into his arms. “I’m your first at everything, aren’t I?”

Looking into his eyes, I nod.

“Good. I don’t like the thought of another man knowing just how precious you are.”

“What about you with other women?”

“Let’s not talk about that.”

I can’t help but giggle.

“All you need to know, Faye, is you’re the only woman for me. The only one I want.”

“You’re not just saying that.”

He rubs his cock against me and shakes his head. “No, I’m not.”

Chapter Fourteen Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Chase

“What do you think?” I’ve finally brought her to an apartment I’ve already purchased.

“It’s big.” Faye looks around, walking over toward the window that stares over the city. At night, I’d visited, and it looked amazing, especially with the buildings lit up. Christmas would sure be fantastic and beautiful just from this floor. “You’re thinking of buying this? Renting?”

“No.”

“Then why are we here?” She folds her arms with a smile. I’ve noticed she’s not comfortable around money.

If anything would make her withdraw from me, it seems to be whenever I show off my wealth.

I find it refreshing that it’s not a reason she’s with me even though my wealth is what brought us together. That and her virgin status, but I don’t want to think of that.

Whichever reason, I’m so fucking glad we’re together.

“This is yours.” I hold up the keys. “Say the word and I’ll have the moving men at your place. You and Kerry can live here. There’s a lot more space, and you don’t have to worry about the money. I want to give this to you as a gift, and I want you to take it.”