It wasn't as gradual as he'd have liked, but Leonard was coming apart in Garrett's hands, beneath the expert touch of his tongue.

He squirmed, shifted, twisted and let out growls, moans of rage and arousal. He was desperate. Aching. Around the cock in his mouth he tried to plead; please, do it, please, please...

His fists were clenching and unclenching, he tugged at his binds, wanting the freedom to come and chase release himself if Garrett wasn't going to get on with it.