“I’m off from both jobs,” he responded, stifling another yawn. “Sundays are my day to sleep, and
then Willow is coming over tomorrow.”
Perfect. That gave us some time together, and then we could go our separate ways. “It’s time to go
home. Do you want some time to yourself so you can think?”
“No, the more I think, the more confused I am,” he admitted. “I want to go with you.”
“Good boy,” I praised him. Maybe it was exhaustion that made him able to admit what I knew
he’d perceive as a weakness, but I wanted him to understand it was a sign of strength in my eyes that
he told me how he felt. “Then the only decision you have to make for the rest of the night is whether
we’re going to your place or mine.”
“Mine,” he said through a yawn. “Ugh, I do not want to drive that far but I have to.”
“Then why don’t we take my car,” I suggested. “Tomorrow, once you’ve had a chance to rest, I
can drop you off to pick up yours on my way home.”
Thanks to a bit of snooping, I knew Corey lived about twenty minutes away. There wasn’t a
chance in hell I was letting him drive that far with as tired as he was. If we’d already established the
rules, I’d spank his cute little bubble butt for all the nights he’d put himself at risk of falling asleep
behind the wheel. That shit was going to stop. Now. I didn’t care if I spent half my time ferrying him
from one commitment to the next; if Corey was to be mine, I’d be the one making sure he stayed safe.
“It has to be early enough that I can be home on time.” God, he was barely managing to stay
awake. I wished he’d agreed to go to my place. It was closer and we wouldn’t have to do the car
shuffle tomorrow.
“Whenever you need,” I promised him. “Now, how about we get you changed and then we’ll head
out?”
“Yes, please.”
I gently pushed Corey off my lap, holding onto him so he didn’t fall over. Once I was upright, I
wrapped my hand around his waist, guiding him to the employee break room to get his clothes. “Do
you want to do this yourself or would you like me to help?”
I knew which I’d prefer but, like everything else, it was up to Corey.
He leaned against the wall for support. “Help, please.”
There was no reining in my dick at that point. His submission was like a drug and I needed
another hit. I nuzzled the crook of his neck, nibbling my way up to his ear. “You’re perfect,
