Welcome Home, Victor

***Chapter 99: Welcome Home, Victor***

My back hit the door, his body pinning mine. The kiss was raw, weeks of hunger pressed into one clash of teeth and tongue. I melted against him, fingers gripping his shoulders, legs trembling already.

“You like making me wait?” he rasped against my lips.

“I couldn’t just—” My protest broke off into a gasp when his hand slid under my skirt. “Victor—”

“Shh.” H