Page 28 of Loving Leo

I snort and I see his eyes twinkling. Well done, Heath. Well done. Not just a pretty face on this one. And actually quite funny when you can get past the grumpiness.

“So how long have you been jacking off in people’s offices?” He raises an eyebrow, smirking as he takes a sip. If he thinks he can throw me off, he’s very, very wrong. I’m not ashamed of what I do.

“Not long. Just getting my foot in the door. It’s fun.”

“Fun?” He seems more amused than annoyed though. Like he can’t wait to hear my answer. He actually wants to know what I mean byfun.

“Well, getting off is always enjoyable,” I say as I use my finger to dip into the whipped cream and pull it to my lips, not at all subtly licking it clean. His eyes stay trained on my mouth the entire time. “But it also allows me to be creative. I was never much for being stuck in one place. I get to come up with different scenarios and plan them out.”

“Execute those plans in people’s offices,” he quips and I let out a quick snort.

“It drives you crazy doesn’t it? Someone in your space. Making it all dirty.” I emphasize the word dirty for funsies. I lick my lips and lean in a little, “Have you always been so boring? Always needed everything neat and tidy?”

I expect him to push back. To say that he’s not. To argue, but he doesn’t do that. He’s quiet for way too long and I worry for a moment I’ve ruined this. But then finally he speaks. “It’s what was expected.”

I sit up a little straighter, realizing that he’s telling me something about him. Something very real. “Expected?”

He gives a clipped nod. “I should go.”

No! My mind is scrambling to get him to stay a little longer. I feel almost desperate. It’s a strange, needy feeling. “Wait. Don’t go. We can talk more about numbers and colors. It’ll be like going back to kindergarten! I was great at kindergarten!”

He cocks his head to the side, studying me. My cheeks heat because wow. Smooth, Leo. Seriously, smooth. But his lips twitch into a stunning smile, “Kindergarten? Really?”

I let out a sigh of relief and settle back into my seat. “Oh yes. I was particularly good at nap time. Still am by the way.” I wink at him and he chuckles, shaking his head.

“You’re unreal.”

“You have no idea,” I say but he settles back into his seat, making my nervous anticipation dissipate somewhat. “I like order and a schedule. It comforts me.”

“I never really had that,” I admit. “My mom worked a lot of odd jobs and we moved a lot. Things were always a little chaotic.” And scary honestly. Thankfully I don’t say that out loud though. I love my mom. She tried her best. A young, single mother that came from a rural area. We have always been a lower socio-economic class. Honestly, she never really stood a chance.

Growing up, I remember a lot of nights where I found myself curled up in my bed under the covers, a bat perched next to me, just in case someone decided to break into our shitty little apartment while my mom was working a night shift. I was far too young to be alone, by most people’s standards, but we did what we had to do to survive.

“Leo.” I’m pulled from the memory by Heath’s deep, concerned voice and I lift my eyes to look at him.

“I guess order isn’t such a bad thing.” I force a smile, “But jerking off in your office is a high like none other.” My voice goes husky as my dick starts to swell in my pants just thinking about it. “Knowing you’re going to be watching is really super fun.”

His face gives nothing away and I’m sure I’ve pushed him too far, but then I see his throat flex as he swallows hard and I swear I see a flash of lust in his beautiful eyes. “What about the bathroom?”

I’m stunned stupid for a moment. He’s bringing up the bathroom.

Okay, Leo. Don’t you fucking say that him touching your wienerwas one of the hottest experiences of your entire life. He doesn’t like the word wiener.

“That was…” my words come out in breathy pants. Shit, it’s hot in here. My pants are way too tight and I really just want to pull him to the little bathroom in the corner and get a repeat. Maybe I can touch him too.

“Leo?” Oh right. He asked me something. He doesn’t seem annoyed though. No, he’s actually amused again.

“The bathroom scene may have changed my life,” I blurt out and he looks confused. Of course he does. Leo, I swear, you really need to get it together. “It got a lot of views and I’m getting a contract for it.”

He doesn’t look worried in the slightest at that but still, I feel the need to reassure him.

“I mean, you weren’t on camera. Don’t worry. No one would know it’s you or anything. They’re obsessed with the sexy stranger though, with the big hand and deep voice helping me out, but I haven’t—and won’t—tell them who you are. I wouldn’t do that.”

“Breathe, Leo. I know I wasn’t visible,” he says casually. “And I saw the comments asking for you to name me. Thank you for not doing that.”

Oh. My. God. He’s been on my site! I almost swoon.

“You watched?”

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