I woke slowly to the sound of Carey’s voice. “Bry, I’ve gotta go into the office for a few hours.” He sat with a hip perched on the bed, caressing my chest.“It’s Saturday,” I complained, groggily trying to focus on him. He was dressed in a dark three-piece suit, stark white shirt and blood red tie. I wanted to tug on it, pull him down and kiss him until he decided to stay. “You look good,” I murmured. “I shouldn’t be long. I ought to be back by lunchtime. Okay?” He ruffled my messy hair. “Go back to sleep. You’ll probably still be in bed when I get back, you won’t even have chance to miss me.” He grinned cockily, looking down at me, knowing damn well that I would. He gave me a quick kiss on the mouth before heading for the bedroom door. “Oh, and by the way, we’re sleeping in your bed tonight,” Carey informed.My stomach twinged at the implication. “Yeah, and why’s that?” “Your bed could use some cum stains, too,” he said, his voice fading as he disappeared.I sat up and looked around.
