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On my way down, I make a few calls. The next hour feels like the longest of my life before I get the text from Alexa that she is done and on her way down. I get a call from Graham telling me he sent Alexa down with the memory card from the private shoot.

When Alexa opens the door to the car, she hands me the boxes from Gertrude’s. She gets in thrusts the memory card from Graham at me, then grasps my cock through my pants. “Tell him to get us to the hotel fast.”

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The elevator opens, I don’t bother looking up from the report I’m highlighting the errors in. Jenny hadn’t done the best on her latest report, and it’s all my fault. At least that was the note on it when I found it on my desk when I came in this morning. Leo didn’t mention it last night, if there is one good thing about Leo and this fucked up relationship we have, it’s that he doesn’t talk about work or try and keep me on the clock when we aren’t at work. That feels like the only good thing right now.

Okay, I know I’m exaggerating considering how awesome the sex is. Then there’s the way when we’re together he makes me feel so damn sexy, like I’m the only woman in the world he wants or has ever wanted or will ever want. But he’s still doing it, he’s still trying to keep me at a distance, separate from any part of his life.

He hasn’t touched me at work since that day of the photo shoot. I don’t understand what the hell is going on with him. After that first amazing day of him telling me that I mattered to him, this is really confusing the shit out of me. Something about the day of the photo shoot spooked him because he’s been different ever since.

That night we went back to the damn room, I hate that room. At the time I was still on a high from how awesome the day was to care. Back in the room, he demanded a real-life modeling session in the lingerie. In the first outfit, his cock was hard. In the second outfit, he pulled off his suit jacket and tie. By the third outfit, his shirt was gone. Once I was in the third sheer baby doll, he began to stroke his cock as he watched me. I understood why he liked watching me touch myself, it was sexy as fuck. I was on my knees, but he said no he wanted to see more. By the sixth outfit, I couldn’t move as I watched him stroke his cock until he came. I cleaned him up with my mouth then he carried me to the bed where we spent hours making love.