Semua Bab CALL GIRL #1: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Because it was real, and it was tangible, and it was something that won’t slip through my fingers if I held tight enough.“What are you doing?” I mumbled when I felt him tying my hair up.“I don’t want to get it wet,” he answered.A few seconds later, the sound of a bottle squirting reached my ears, and I felt the cold shock of the shower gel against my back. I squealed and squirmed.George laughed, his chest vibrating, and rubbed his hands over my back. It warmed instantly, and I smiled as he washed my body. Every part of me was washed, even my submerged legs. He grabbed a sponge and trickled the water over me, washing the soap from my body, the whole time without me moving.The man is magical. And really quite wonderful.“Come on, Bambi,” he said softly, easing me back.I slid from him, letting him get out, an

“And this matters why?”She sighed and stood again, resting her hands on her hips. “I’m wondering how problematic it would be for you if your little…alter ego…was forced to step from the shadows.”I straightened. Every nerve on my body was on high alert at her discreet threat. Adrenaline was buzzing through my veins, and I hit Ester with a sharp stare that would make any other woman shrink back.“What exactly are you insinuating?”“Could you imagine the repercussions of your identity being revealed?” She ran a fingertip along my windowsill. “The effect that would have on George and the business… The CEO of Stone Advertising dating a call girl.” She tsked, shaking her head.I stepped towards her, anger making my hands tremble, and stared at her dead-on.

This wass pure, raw need. This was hard and fast, and when he grabbed my hips, stilling me, and pounded into me frantically, it was almost brutal. There was nothing romantic or flowery about the way our skin slapped together, and my cries wdre swallowed by his rough kisses and nibbles at my lips.There was nothing beautiful about this, except everything that shouldn’t be.I exploded with a loud moan and my teeth sinking into his shoulder. He roared his own release, slamming into me one last time. He dropped his hips to the bed, lowering mine with his, still buried deep inside me.I pressed my face into his neck and tightly wrapped my arms around him. His own hands stroke across my back, fingers splayed, one at the small of my back and the other resting between my shoulder blades.George kissed along my shoulder, each kiss softer than the last. Each kiss h

George slapped him around the back of the head with lightning speed, and Ivan laughed, ducking away.“I was going to introduce you, but a hotel is looking incredibly tempting.”I rolled my eyes and stepped forward. “You must be Ivan. I’m Gina. Excuse his possessive streak. We’re working on reining it in some.”George’s hand connected with my ass, and I shot a glare over my shoulder.“Watch it, Mr. Stone. You’re still on my shit list.”He smirked and lifted his mug to his mouth, hiding it.“Ginna.” Ivan shot me a beaming smile that oozed charm. Yep. This guy knew how to melt panties right off. Fortunately, not mine. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Of course, I would have preferred to meet you a few weeks ago. Between you and me if I’d known you looked lik

“You want to prove yourself.” He brought the cake-laden fork to my mouth, and I opened my mouth.I nodded and swallowed the cake. “For me.”“I understand that.” He took a bite himself. “But for the record, Gina, you’re not fucking the boss. You’re in a serious relationship with him. There’s a very big difference, sweetheart.”“The level of our relationship depends on your ability to prove yourself to me.” I swallowed the bitterness of my own secret down, my whole body screaming at my hypocrisy. “There’s a long way to go, baby.”He put another forkful of cake in my mouth and followed it up by covering my lips with his. I pulled back, swallowed my mouthful, and tilted my face back for his kiss. His lips were sweet and woody at the same time, the chocolate fudge sauce mingling with the wh