บททั้งหมดของ CALL GIRL #1: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

I swallowee. “You planned this, didn’t you? That’s why…” You bought me. I paused, unable to say the words. “Six weeks, not five. You knew all along this would happen.”“No, Gina. I didn’t know. I hoped, but I never assumed. Not a single day has passed that I haven’t hoped to look in your eyes and see what I feel reflected back again.”I turned and wrapped my arms around his waist. He embraced me swiftly, his face in my hair, breathing me in, his arms tight around my body. I sniffed.“You’re a real pain in my ass, Stone, ya know that?”“You’ve been a pain in my ass since you ruined my sweater by wiping coffee off your shirt.” He kissed my head and released me.“Oh, don’t even go there!”***I stretched out my

“Here,” he said and bent down.I frowned at him from the end of the bridge. There was no way he could find it. There was absolutely no fucking way he knew where it was.“Here,” he repeated with more conviction, a padlock in his hands. He turned to face me. “It’s here.”“There are thousands on padlocks on this bridge. You honestly think I believe you know the exact place ours is?”“Twenty-eight steps in, roughly.”“Are you kidding me?”“Kind of halfway down because you had a freak-out about it not being even.”“I don’t believe you.”“Silver and gold. We scratched our initials in with a penknife we found in my suite.”So much emotion rose in me at that memory. The moment I realized forever would never happen with the guy I loved

The tension kept me going. George stroked himself slowly as I rubbed circles around my clit, sliding my fingers down and dipping them inside myself. “Fuck, Gina. If you had any idea how you look right now…” The rawness of his voice made my eyelids flutter shut. “Tell me. Tell me what you see right now, standing in front of me while I touch myself for you.” “You look like perfection. You’re sexy in the rawest way, and it drives me fucking crazy. I can see how wet you are, can see it on your fingers each time you slide them back out of your gorgeous cunt. And knowing I did that makes me the smuggest son of a bitch in this city.” I fought the buck of my hips and the pressure from the quickly building orgasm. “And you?” I asked hoarsely. “Hard, baby. I’m rock solid and it’s all because of you. All for you.” The bed creaked and dipped as he moved forwa

“What if we had plans?” I stepped away and raised an eyebrow.“We did.” He sighed heavily and leaned against the counter. “Now we have new ones. Believe me. I’m not happy about it, Gina.”“Can’t you just explain you’re not working this week? That this is a vacation?”“No.”“Well, who is it?”“Who?”I clicked my tongue. “The person organizing it.”“Oh. No one important. I’m not sure they’ll even be there.” He turned away and poured a cup of coffee.“George.”“Leave it, Gina.”Ass. I placed my mug down with a little too much force and stormed into the bedroom. There wasn’t a chance in hell I was going to stay in the room with him in a mood like this.

I accepted that. I had to. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have this job. I’d be flipping burgers or smiling politely at snobby women in a high-end boutique somewhere.I hid. I pretended. I lied.My life was a lie.It wa full of cheating and things that meant nothing.I always lived for the other side of it. When I was Gina, I wished I could be Christy—confident and outgoing and out there. When I was Christy, I wished I could be Gina—curled up in my pajamas with a tub of ice cream in front of the television, laughing with my best friend.Either way, I was not completely happy.The last few weeks had changed that. Being with George again reminded me of everything I’d left behind. He reminded me what it is to look into the eyes of someone who cares and smile. What it is to feel red-hot desire rushing through your veins and to feel that desi