“What are you doing?” he asked, sitting up as I pulled my cargo shorts up over my underwear
“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m getting dressed so I can go home.”
I’d just pulled my shirt on over my head when Paul approached me from behind. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the side of my neck.
“Don’t go,” he said. “Spend the night with me.”
Paul and I had never spent the night together. He’d never made the offer to me while I was at his place and he’d never taken me up on the offer when I’d made it at mine. I suspected he was only trying to get me to stay now because he knew I was angry about the trip.
“I have to go to work in the morning,” I told him.
“So what?” he said, his lips brushing against my ear. “Just leave early tomorrow. I’ll make sure you get up in time.”
I had no doubt he would make sure I got up early tomorrow morning. His hard cock pressing against my ass would wake me soon enough. The thought made me smile.