Chapter 41: Chapter 41: I Have a Plan

Erin grimaces as he slowly turns around to face Victor, pain shooting up from his lower back. He readjusts Victor’s arm around his middle back, so it lays against the sorest part, the warmth of his hand acting as a heating pack.

Victor's big hands touched every inch of exposed skin all night long, making Erin feel like he was a sculpture being molded by a God. He remembers Victor’s cool tongue licking his skin and the pinch of his teeth as they nibbled on his Adam’s apple.

He places his hand on the rise and fall of Victor’s chest. The steady beat of his heart soothed him like a lullaby. He sighs and hooks a leg over Victor’s waist so as much of their skin is touching as possible.

Ever since the moment their lips touched the previous night, Erin’s had this instinctual urge to stay as close to Victor as possible. They must be touching in some way; he can’t let there be any space between them.