Page 40 of Loving Leo

I am far too early to work, so I hang out in a coffee shop, working on editing some of my solo videos on my laptop. Don’t worry, I have my privacy screen in place and I’m facing the wall. After that I work on some homework that’s due for one of my online nursing classes.

By the time my shift at the office rolls around, I’m nearly vibrating with anticipation. What’s going to happen? Will he be there waiting for me? Will he let me touch him again?

My mind is reeling as I check in and grab my cart, nearly running down the hallway to his office. His light is on as I approach and I feel my heart thudding in my chest. Oh fuck yes.

He’s here.

I don’t even try to play it cool. I just push his door open and see him spin towards me.

“Hey,” I say, nearly breathless.

I reach into my pocket and pull out a candy bar, moving toward him, my hand outstretched.

His eyes move across my body, lighting me up.

“You’re working late again,” I say and he nods, his fingers brushing against mine as he grabs the candy from me.

“I am.”

“If you keep this up, you’re going to burn out.”

His lips twitch slightly. “Only if I hate what I’m doing.” I’m not so sure he doesn’t. He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t look like he’s on a high when he’s here. He looks goddamn miserable most of the time. A hot sort of miserable, but miserable just the same.

His gaze moves from my eyes to my lips and I feel my breath come out in unsteady pants. Shit. He doesn’t look so miserable right now. If I’m not mistaken that’s lust shining in his eyes.

“Yeah, it’s really important you love your job.”

“Yeah.” Holy shit, is he breathless? I think he is.

Sexual tension lights up the space between us and I shift on my feet, wanting to fall to my knees, to rub my face against his thighs. But I resist. I don’t want to scare him away. He hasn’t really said he’s not so straight anymore and I don’t know what this is between us.

“What are your plans for tonight?” he asks, his voice low and rough.

“Um, well…you know, clean the offices, avoid boogers in that one office and then come back here…to you.”

I see the outlineof his hardening cock in his slacks and wet my lips.

“Alright. I’ll finish up and wait for you.”

I nod and nearly trip on my way out the door. But before I leave, I turn around and nearly shout, “Can I suck your dick again?”

Heath’s eyes flicker and he reaches down to adjust himself.

“We’ll see.”

Oh he so is going to let me. I can feel it. The excitement is really flowing through me now, but I try like hell to hide it. “Tease.”

He grins at me and then moves his gaze back to the screen in front of him.

Oh god, I’m nearly shaking in excitement as I get to work cleaning everything as quickly as I can. In my haste, I spill a garbage can and accidentally knock someone’s office phone off their desk, but dammit, I’m in a hurry. I want to taste him again, want to hear him moan for me. It’s such unexpected fun. Who knew that the grumpy guy who caught me on day one was going to be a repeat? I had no idea, but fuck, I’m glad I picked his office to film in.

By the time I turn off the vacuum and make my way to his office once more, Heath’s computer is off and he’s facing the door, his legs spread, the button of his pants undone. Oh fuckity-fuck. He looks so good like this, like a hot ice cream sundae.

Pretty soon, whipped cream is going to be spurting everywhere. I just know it.

I groan and half laugh as I make my way to him, but before I can drop to my knees, he stops me.

“Why were you laughing?” he asks and I shake my head.

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