Noel's breath hitched as Bennett's mouth found its mark through the thin fabric of his trousers first—a hot press right over his hardening length that sent an electric jolt straight up his spine. A low groan escaped him before he could swallow it down.
"You're impossible," Noel breathed out, fingers curling into fists against the bedsheets.
Bennett pulled back just enough to look up at him through dark lashes, a wicked gleam in his green eyes.
"Am I?" he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through Noel's body.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Noel's trousers.
"Let's see how impossible."
"Wait!" Noel held the waistband in place, biting his lower lip as if this was a bad decision.
"Wait? Are you taking back your promise now, Noel? That's very bad." Bennett tilted his head.
"I mean, I could still give that kiss... On the lips but this?" Noel released his lips from his teeth and looked around the room as if someone was watching them.
