Page 86 of Reconciling With the Rival

“You might hate me, but your pussy drips for me, Ella.” A moan overtakes his sentence, and I can feel myself teetering on the edge. He leans down to my ear, moving some strands of my hair out of the way. “I hate you too, Ella. I hate you so much, it’s all I can think about sometimes.”

“Glad the feeling is mutual, Leo.”

“Come for me if you hate me so much,” he whispers in my ear.

“Don’t fucking stop,” is all I tell him as I feel myself fly over the edge, his stupid voice driving me insane.

By the time I come down, he is too, and there’s smile on my face from the orgasm he gave me before I notice the blinking red light. “We have to erase the fucking tape or we’re fucked.”

“Shit, I didn't even think about the security cameras.” He starts to laugh. “Oops?”

God, we cannot do this. Neither of us is ever this reckless, and I hate that this spur of the moment sex has clouded my judgment. “That didn't count. We didn't even set rules for however this arrangement is going to work.”

“Rules sound good,” he agrees as he pulls his clothes back on. “Here.”

His shirt is in one hand as I put my bra back on. “Well, it’s the least you could do since you ripped mine.”

“You liked it.”

Yeah, I did. “For starters, this is never happening at work again.”

“Agreed,” he says as he sits next to me.

“And this is our little secret. I’m not losing my job over this.”

“It’s not against the rules, technically, but I get it.”

“Good.” The last thing I need is someone here finding out and me getting fired. Of course, Leo would probably be fine since he’s a man, but neither of us wants to risk it. I look at him, his face twisted with a few different emotions I can’t place. “Something to add?”

“Are you going to be fucking other men?” His voice is tight as he coughs. “Or women?”

Why the fuck would he care about that? “No. At least not while we’re in this arrangement.”

“Good,” he says, a sigh of relief. “I won’t be either, just so you know.”

“Fine by me, Leo. And the pact is for what? Three times?”

“Sure. And whenever our three times are up is when it’s done.”

“Perfect.” I smile at him. Sex with Leo. Three times. I can do that.

“Oh, and one more thing.”

“What?”

He stares at me, looking ever so serious when he utters a sentence I never thought I’d hear. “Don’t fall in love with me.”

I burst out laughing. I can’t help it. “Good joke,” I say as I pass by him, patting his chest. “Lucky for you, I’m not looking for anything serious.”

His lips thin into a line. “Yeah, no one ever is when it comes to me.”

I’m about to ask him about the tone of voice he used, but he gets up and beats me to the door.

“I’ll erase the tape. You get home and get some rest.”

“Sounds good.” I head for the elevator. “I want video evidence it’s gone, Leo!”

He turns back around and looks at me. “You don’t trust me?”

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