The Journal of Josie (Confessions of a Call Girl #1)

Chapter 2

Two

H udson was a gentleman. He must have fucked me hundreds of times, yet he remained polite and kind every time he came in to see me. If you asked me, it was one of the biggest turn-ons about him. He was raised well, and he didn’t let the world corrupt that part of him.

“Josie,” he greeted me with a smile as I opened the door. He was in his usual attire—a navy blue suit with a gray button-up shirt, and in his left hand was my favorite iced latte. “I arrived in town this morning, so I figured I should come see you.”

Hudson was one of the rare people who had my home address and was allowed to visit me at home. I loved it when he visited, actually. Leaning up, I placed a soft kiss on his cheek, genuinely delighted to see him.

“And bribe me with coffee?” I arched my brow, taking the iced latte from him. He always remembered my order. I took a sip, enjoying how the liquid rolled down my throat before trailing my tongue over my lips. Hudson’s gaze dropped to my lips, lingering there. “What is it, now? You haven’t come here just to chat, have you?”

He entered the hallway in a few short steps, shutting the door behind himself as his hands cupped my face and his mouth found mine. He kissed me slowly, sensually, making his claim as my knees buckled. No one could make me react quite like him.

“That smart little mouth of yours,” Hudson murmured against my lips, earning a smile that quickly curved my mouth upward. “It’s going to get you in a whole lot of trouble someday.”

“Oh, yeah? What are you going to do about it, big boy?” I whispered, feeling the wild thud of my heart in my chest. Hudson pinned me against the wall, trailing his fingers up my smooth thigh. My attire for my evenings spent at home was simple—a red silk nightgown with no underwear, perfect for moments like this. His hand inched his way to my pussy, finding me already slick for him. There was no point in denying it; I’d rather always surrender to my desires.

Clumsily, I managed to place the coffee down on the hallway table before his other hand fisted into my hair, guiding me to my knees. He was careful with the way he moved me, but firm.

“I’m glad you asked,” he said once I was on my knees. “I’m going to shove my cock into your mouth until you can’t talk back anymore.” His cock was already hard, fighting against the restriction of his pants. “Unzip my pants, Josie. You know the drill.” With a mischievous smile on my lips, I unzipped the pants, pulling his cock out.

Hudson had, undoubtedly, one of the nicest cocks I had ever seen. It was thick and long, and he knew how to use it well. He knew how to fuck me to the point where I could barely think, and I couldn’t wait to have him inside me.

But, first things first…

I obeyed his demand.

There was something so insanely attractive about his demands. He didn’t have to try too hard like many other guys, and I didn’t have to pretend to submit to him. Both things came naturally.

My tongue trailed over his hard cock, swirling against his tip as I coated him in my saliva. It was one move that always drove him insane. Hudson tipped his head back, exhaling with pleasure.

“Just like that. You know how I like it.”

One of my hands reached for his balls, massaging gently to stimulate him further. My tongue slowly moved down one of the prominent veins on his shaft, all the way to his base, before I followed the same trail back up, taking him into my mouth.

Just the tip.

I wanted to keep the game going.

His hand fisted into my hair, lightly prompting me to suck him off. He guided me right where he wanted me, knowing I’d obey and be a good girl.

It was his way of pleading for it. He would never say the words; he would always show it with his actions.

A light squeak of the door that followed caught us both off guard. I pulled back from his cock, stumbling backward clumsily.

At my door stood James Shaffer. His administrative assistant and partner. Hudson didn’t want to define them as partners, but they were just that, in every sense of the word. Their relationship was open, but I never wanted to cause any issues.

James was the same height as Hudson. His skin was much more tanned, his blonde hair curly, and his eyes were the deepest shade of blue, hiding behind his glasses. Like Hudson, he was very attractive—the kind of attractive that makes you give a guy your number.

The kind of attractive that has you thinking of him while you masturbate.

I felt a wave of arousal spread through me.

I’d slept with both of them before. James’s cock was smaller, but God, was he durable. He could keep going for hours, not giving up until he had me drenching him in my juices.

“Don’t stop on my accord,” James said as he smiled, his eyes drifting between Hudson and me as he held a box of donuts. Sweet and good at fucking. What else could a girl ask for? “Though you may want to shut the door unless you want your neighbors to hear you sucking Hudson’s cock.” Stepping in, James shut the door behind him. “I don’t mind it…but your neighbors may.”

That lustful gaze remained present in his blue hues as he placed the box down, untying the tie around his neck. He was going to join us, and fun was about to begin.