All Chapters of CALL GIRL #1: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

“And you have a crush on her.” “I’m not denying I’d love to rip these blue panties off her. Fuck me.” He shoved a picture in my face. “Seen this, Gina? She’s sexy as shit.” I snatched the photo and threw it onto the floor. “Focus, you douche. Thinking about having sex with your model isn’t going to help you in this situation.” Ivan shifted. “You’re right. Help me.” “Fine.” I sifted through the photos with him. He was right. Jane is beautiful, although not in a classical way. Her nose is a little on the large side, her eyes may be too wide for her face, and her forehead is a little small, but combined with her porcelain skin, naturally pouty lips, and black hair, it works. She also oozed sex and temptation. Sultry looks beneath her lashes, lips parted just the right amount, her back arched perfectly.

His fingers slipped beneath my panties and he slid them over my ass. I moved my leg so he can remove them and kicked them off when they reached my ankles. When he moved to pull my leg back over him, I grabbed the band of his boxers and tugged hard.“Fuck no. Lose ‘em, baby.”He laughed quietly. “Go ahead, woman. Take them off.”I did—with a little too much vigor. George smirked at my enthusiasm. Something I quickly wiped off his face when I wrapped my hand around his cock.“Something funny?” I asked, rubbing a drop of precum around the tip with my thumb.“Yeah.” He pulled my hand away from him, looped my leg over his waist, and positioned himself at my entrance. “How you think you have a semblance of control in this is beyond me.”“Is that so?” I took his lips with mine.He pl

“Why doesn’t Gina help you? With the wedding?”No no no no no. My eyes widened. “I, uh, um…”“Oh! Would you?” Tess turned to me, her eyes pleading. “It’s just until Mum and Aunt Cathy get in tomorrow night.”“I really have no idea what I’m doing with a wedding,” I admitted. “I’d be in your way.”“So? It’ll be good practice.”I looked at George, my eyes even wider, but he just smirked. What. The. Fuck. No. No marriages. No nothing.“Please!” Tess took my hands.I met everyone’s eyes in turns, finally resting on Tess’s brown ones, and sighed in defeat. “Okay. I’ll do my best.”“Thank you!” she squealed and hugged me again.I patted her back with one hand an

I looked at him from the corner of my eyes. “Where?”“There’s no need to sound so suspicious. I can guarantee it’s a place you’ll be completely at home in.”“Where?”He tapped my hip. “You’re a little small without heels. Do you know that?”I smacked his stomach. “George! Don’t change the subject! And I am not short.”His lips spreaded into a grin. “I know, but you’re a good few inches shorter.”“This isn’t the conversation we’re having. I want to know where you’re taking me later. And I want to know now.”“Is that a demand, Miss McCartney?”“It’s a requirement I know, Mr. Stone. Or I’m not walking another step.” I stopped and put some extra oomph into stamping m

“George,” I put a warning in my voice this time, and he laughed.“Don’t worry. I’m not doing anything ridiculously impulsive or drastic. Not right now.” He covered my mouth with his before I could respond, and I lightly punched his chest.“What have you done? Are you doing? Going to do? Whatever it is. What is it?”“Nothing. I’m messing with you. I haven’t done anything. I promise.” He dropped another kiss to my lips.“Yet? There’s always a yet with you. Always.”“I’m not promising I won’t, but I haven’t done anything at this moment in time.”“Oh, because that makes me feel so much better,” I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “You scare me. Do you know that?”He pushed away from the table and grabbed his tea, watching me over