“Come in.”
Pepper storms in and drops the envelope on my desk. “I can’t accept this.”
She fidgets under my penetrating stare.
“It’s a tip. Take it and be grateful.”
“Ten thousand dollars is more than a tip,” she says incredulously.
“I can afford it.”
“What do you want?”
“You may be young, but you’re not stupid.” I stand, ambling around the desk and coming to a stop behind her.
Her breathing accelerates as I lean in close.
“To pop your cherry,” I whisper in her ear, running the pad of my index finger over the gold cross resting above her substantial bosom. “I want to spend the summer fucking the shit out of you.”
“What makes you think I’m a virgin?” she asks breathlessly.
“Innocence has a smell, and it comes off you in waves.” I bury my nose in her hair, inhaling deeply. “Mouthwatering.”
“Is my virginity your only motive for wanting me?”
“You’re stuck as a caterpillar, but I can help transform you into a beautiful butterfly.”
“Sex is meaningless without love.”
“Love is an illusion,” I say, kissing the nape of her neck. “Lust is so much more satisfying.”
“This isn’t right,” she moans.
“Clear your mind and give in to your body’s desire,” I say, grinding my hard cock against her ass. “What will it take for me to get between your legs?”
“God, please deliver me from temptation,” she implores.
“How much is your virginity worth?” I slide my hand up her bare leg, inching closer to her sweet pussy. “Another ten thousand dollars?”
Pepper swings around and slaps the fuck out of me. “I’m not for sale.”
I latch on to her throat and haul her to me.
“I’ll hit a woman,” I growl. “It’s best to remember that the next time you raise a fucking hand to me.”
Pepper grasps my wrist, grappling for freedom.
“Everyone has a price, and I’ll figure out yours.” I fling her back. “Go.”
She runs for the door, stumbling over her feet.
“Pepper.”
She stops but doesn’t face me.
“If you don’t give me what I want, I’ll take it.”
She throws open the door and flees down the hall.
