I feel so warm and calm. So peaceful and yet somehow eloquent. His hugs are so harmonious. The feel of his skin. As I am lying in his arms I feel invincible. Getting closer to him and he tightens his arms.
'Am I crushing you?' he asks with sleepy voice.
'No. Snuggle me tighter.' I answer.
I remembered what happened last night.We finally got to the nearest hotel since these bastards got me as far as possible. I was kidnapped about 37 hours. There was just one available room with one king size bed.
Eric ordered hot chocolate. As I was trying to calm down i asked him how did he find me.
'I felt like there is something off, so, I put a tracing chip in your jacket'
'You killed them all. Now you're just like me' I smiled but in fact I wanted to cry.
'I guess. I was honest that day. I really love you. I loved you since you broke my arm two years ago.' he said.
'You are fucked up..'
'So are you.'Before I could think I crushed my lips on his. At first Eric was taken aback but then he kissed me back. His hands cupped my face and deepened the kiss. My tongue slowly entered his mouth. I broke the smooch to see his face. So handsome. I ripped his t-shirt. His eyes widened. I kissed him sloppy and passionately. My hands grabbed his belt and started unbuttoning his pants. His hands grabbed mine.
'Don't. You aren't thinking straight. When you chill and aren't in adrenaline rush, if you still want it, we'll do it.' he smiled and kissed me tenderly.
'But I want to feel you now! I don't know if I'll be alive long enough to...' my voice cracked into cry.
'You'll live, Danny.' he hugged me and pecked my chick.
'Thank you' was the only thing I could say.
'Let's go to bed. You are tired' he told without breaking gaze.
'Snuggle me'
I am finally at peace.
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Perfect murder
ActionCommitting the perfect murder? And getting away with it? Here's the story of a professional WARNINGS: Language, violent and sexual content