Page 36 of Loving Leo

“Oh. Right. You’re not going to…” I wave my hand around and Leo’s face softens.

“Well…oh…well, do you want me to?”

I huff in annoyance. He can’t fucking ask me this. I don’t know what to say.

“I mean I could totally do that. Would you like to stay and watch?”

I wet my lips and feel my pants start to grow too tight. It has to be the stress of the day slowly melting away, or the offer of live porn. Nothing else.

Really, it’s nothing else.

“Or you could boss me around. For the cameras.” He hesitates and then shakes his head. “But you don’t need to do that. I’m not using you or anything like that.”

He seems almost concerned and I tap my hand against the arm of my chair.

“I don’t think you’re using me. You are using my office though.”

“I have been, mainly because it has a great view, but I’ll eventually have to change it up. I can’t keep using the same environment forever. People get bored. They’re fickle.”

Something akin to disappointment unfurls in my chest.

“Well, feel free to use it. For now.”

“Like right now?” he asks and I purse my lips, not responding. “Okay, now it is. And you’ll watch?” he asks, excitement lining his words.

“Perhaps. I do have some work I need to finish up first.”

It’s a lie. I have nothing left to do. I’m going to sit here and try like hell to peel my eyes away from him. Maybe Selena was right. Maybe my previous brief interest in men banging each other meant more than I thought it did.

Maybe it means something now.

“Alright. If you don’t mind. I could really use some new content.”

“Yeah. Go ahead.”

I pull up a document on my computer and pretend to type on it, but it’s all gibberish. If he saw what I was doing, I’d never live it down. He’d mock me for all eternity.

Leo hums under his breath and then walks over to the window, peering out. “I’m going to fuck myself against this,” he says to me before walking over to his bag and pulling out a large suction cup dildo and a fleshlight. “Yeah, I think this will work well.” He smacks the dildo onto the window and then pretends to fuck against it. I try to ignore him even when his loud voice says, “Perfect position. I’m so good at this. I’m basically an engineer.”

He glances up at me and winks when he catches me sitting there, staring at him.

“I’m going to set the camera up over there. That way everyone can see me taking it. But no one will see you. I promise.”

I swallow roughly as he sets up the camera and then starts to undress, leaving himself clad in only a jockstrap and socks.

Fuck. What the hell am I doing? I can’t just sit here and watch this.

This is unprofessional and bordering on sexual harassment. This is…this is…I don’t know anymore. I really don’t.

Internally I scream at myself to look away, but instead I just sit completely still, watching as he starts to lube himself up, showing the camera the way his fingers slip inside of him. My own ass clenches at the thought of something being pushed inside of me. I’m not sure I’d like that, but the idea of sticking my cock inside of him? Well, it’s been so long, so fucking long since I’ve fucked someone.

Lana was the last one and she wasn’t interested in it at all.

She always just lay there, limp and unmoving.

I fucking hated it.

And even when she was into it, there was always something missing. For both of us, it was just a way to get off. I have no idea why everyone seems so sex obsessed honestly. My hand has done just fine and even that I don’t need that often.

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