His Personal Call Girl 4

By Veronica Sloan

In the conclusion to this tawdry tale of personal prostitution, Catherine is divided between Bobby, the man she thought she loved, and Tom, the enigmatic client that may truly need her. After using both of them to her own ends, Catherine separates herself from these men, seeking emotional (and physical) comfort in the arms of her best friend Allison. Ultimately, Cat will have to decide if she can continue being Tom's personal call girl, or if she wants something more...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Veronica Sloan
• Release date: Mar 2, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311518217

Veronica Sloan

Veronica Sloan writes dirty stories and naughty romances. Her erotica is explicit and steamy, and no topic is too taboo. A Chicago girl at heart, Veronica graduated from the Columbia School of Journalism with every intention of writing very important things about very important people. Currently, she spends her days writing about pop culture and her nights writing about lusty men and women and their naughty predilections. She loves big dogs, hot yoga and songs that are stupidly catchy. Visit her at https://www.veronica-sloan-erotica.com/home/.

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His Personal Call Girl

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental. This story contains explicit content and is intended for adults only. All characters depicted are over the age of 18.

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Chapter 1

What do you want me to tell him? I said. I licked up the vein in his shaft, licked him from the base of his balls to the tip.

Cat, he groaned.

Do you want me to tell him his girlfriend's a whore? I grabbed his shaft and squeezed it up and down in my palm. His precum dribbled down my fingers and helped me lather him up.

No, he said.

That I'm your whore?

No.

I was on all fours on the bed now. My ass was in the air, my breasts squeezed against the mattress. I looked up at him and I glared. Are you ready?

Wait, he said. But I didn't wait. I pressed the speed dial and pressed the phone to my ear. One ring. I kissed the head of his cock. Two rings. I flicked the slit with my tongue.

Bobby picked up on the third ring. Hey, honey, what's up? he said.

I danced my fingers over Tom's cock. It bulged and stood straight. Nothing, just hanging out, I said. I leaned forward and brushed my lips against the head. What are you doing?

Hanging out with the guys.

Mmm, I said. Where are you?

In the den.

I leaned in and stuck out my tongue. I dragged it up the side of Tom's cock. Then I angled my head sideways and pushed his cockhead into my mouth. Muh, I said as my breath mixed with my spit.

Honey?

I'm just hanging out tonight, too, baby, I said. Tom grabbed the back of my head and pushed my lips into his shaft. I kissed it.

You just called to say hi?

I could feel his fingers dig into my nape. I obliged him by opening wide and letting his dick glide down until I gagged. The dick came out of my mouth with a film of saliva coating the head. Mmm, I said when I recovered my breath. I love you.

Love you, too, he said. Are you with anyone right now?

Just some friends, I said. Tom reached under me and cupped my breasts. I left little pecks on his dick, starting small, starting low, my