On Call Stud

By Asrai Devin

The world knows Eve Brooks. Her last movie propelled her to stardom beyond her wildest dreams, and then her world fell apart in a very public betrayal.

The world doesn't know Megan Brooks, the lonely woman who needs to get laid.

She turns to an escort service that caters to the rich and famous. Can Maverick be the one to unleash the sensual woman Eve's been hiding?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Asrai Devin
• Release date: Mar 16, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463556191

Asrai Devin

A natural born, platinum Smut Peddler, Asrai Devin is a Canadian brat. She spends her free time creating and curating fine erotic content and sharing it on social media. In short, she peddles the finest smut available.

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On Call Stud

By Asrai Devin

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Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

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Chapter One

I need to get laid, I moaned into the phone.

That's easy enough. We'll find someone, thousands of guys want to fuck Eve Brooks, my best friend Dane said.

And then sell the dirty details to the tabloids.

Not every guy will be like Dexter. There are good guys somewhere.

I know, you're one but since you're committed to Tina, you and I can’t date. I joked, Dane was my best friend.

Sex toys?

Tried them all, not a good enough substitute for a warm body.

Dane took a deep breath. I know a service, a discrete service.

A prostitute? I sat up, surprised the idea intrigued me rather than disgusted.

Escorts, Evie.

I didn't say I wasn't interested. How do you know about such services?

Don't ask, don't tell. It's a website, grab a pen and write this down.

Nuh-uh, no paper trail. I put my phone on speaker and opened an incognito web browser page. I'm ready.

Dane rattled off the URL, a random series of numbers with a dot com at the end. I hoped my virus software was up to date, but my phone loaded a website that read Hon Bun's and Stud Muffins. I clicked the latter link, with wide eyes. Call me naïve, I knew this service existed for men, but I didn't know there were guys selling themselves.

Eve, are you there? Dane's voice echoed through my empty living room.

Yeah, you’re sure this is okay? I scanned the screen of headshots and names.

Yes, I know people who... it's fine. Zero scandals.

You're a lawyer, not a...

I fix things for my clients. Sometimes legally, sometimes it requires creativity. Eve, are you listening? I'll hang up and let you find Mr. Tonight.

Uh-huh. I barely noticed his words and my phone beeped to announce the call ended, but Dane was right, I was distracted. There were a dozen stud muffins to choose from. All were hot, muscular, and mostly young. I tapped on a few profiles, college student from the Midwest, fucking his way through university. Okay, none of them were that explicit, but they implied it.

And hello Mr. Tonight appeared as Mr. Silver Fox, staring at me with grey tinged beard and dark hair. I tapped his name at the bottom, Maverick. Rip off from a movie much? I rolled my eyes as I read his profile. Expert masseuse, experienced