Chapter 5

“Care to join me?” he asked, trying not to get his hopes up. Much to his surprise Samuel crossed the room. The angel grabbed him roughly, backing him against the wall. The kiss they shared made Flynn’s toes curl, an icy thrill passing over and through him. Sometimes he sucked on a handful of mints just to remind himself what it felt like to kiss Samuel.

Samuel reached between Flynn’s legs, cupping him. “One of these times,” he whispered, “I’m going to make you moan my name.”

There was a parting kiss on the cheek and then Samuel was gone. Flynn remained where he stood, heart hammering, his mind trying to catch up with the rest of his body. When it did, he slipped a hand south, touching himself, wishing it were Samuel and praying he wouldn’t have to wait too long until their next tryst.Dripping In Sin