Brennan, despite his attempts at self control, kissed Imenry back with the intensity of his unreleased arousal. He wanted to go again, despite knowing that as a recent virgin Imp probably had enough sores without him adding more to it.
He moved his hands up her front, over her stomach started brushing semi circles underneath her breasts. His skin felt too hot, especially where she touched. Because he held himself back, now he felt like he was constantly on the edge. It was tantalizing, but just out of reach. Not exactly the best feeling in the world, and perhaps that was not the best plan of his.
He slotted his mouth over hers harder, changing the angle of the kiss.