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“Since you asked so nicely.” His fingers circle with pressure over my clit sending me over into shuddering climax. Leo catches me and picks me up in his arms and carries me into the bedroom. He makes good on his promise for a long, hot night.

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The ding before the elevator opens has me straightening my spine and my eyes to my computer screen. I feel his eyes run over me, but he doesn’t say anything before he goes into his office. I’m still working on all the things he sent me last night. While he was working, and I was bored out of my mind in the hotel room. I was relieved to see it when I came in.

During the moment, Leo’s frustration when he admitted his inability to get work done because of me felt very real. Especially when he looked as if he wanted nothing more than to fuck me again. Deep down, I was hoping by touching him, inviting him to fuck me over his desk it would push him to take me back to bed and forget about work. When it didn’t, doubt began to grow.

Those doubts stuck and blew up last night. He did it again. Leo fucked me for hours, taking a break only to talk me through going down on him again. Then while my body was still trembling, he got up, got dressed, and left without a word.

I wish I could say I didn’t cry because it didn’t hurt but I didn’t cry because I was too fucking exhausted. Rolling over after Leo left the red lights of the clock on the bedside table throbbed tauntingly that it was two o’clock in the morning. For a long minute, I wanted to close my eyes and just go back to sleep. It wasn’t an option. The idea of staying in the room without Leo made me feel dirty.

I dragged myself out of bed and got dressed. The doorman eyed me when I told him that I needed a cab. I wanted to say I wasn’t that type of working girl, I was just stupid. Only the words were strangled by the lump in my throat. At least the driver left me alone. Felix was pissed, hissing, and taking a swipe at me when I walked in the door. I tried to make it up to him by giving him tuna, but he was still ignoring me this morning. I’m sure he’s left me a present somewhere in the condo to find today.