...started planting kisses from his friend's nape down to his pal's collarbone, sucking on it briefly before continuing to trail kisses down to his left breast, finally pausing just above the nipple slightly.

He looked up at Benard. Oh, it was so his turn now.

"Beg me," he said, looking up daringly at his pal.

"Pleasure me there, Lucas, please," Benard didn't waste time arguing what was set to be or trying to put on a bold front.

He wanted this and no delays.

And having heard his buddy's request, how could the blond be so heartless as not to fulfil it?

His teeth caught on the engorged nipple, exerting...