He thrust into Rafe's mouth as Carrick went back to the bed. Is that what Rafe wanted? To be mastered? to be used? For his pleasure? And damn was it a pleasure. Rafe's mouth was so good. Sucking and breathing at just the right times. Surely it wasn't the first time he had done this. Russell looked down at those dark brown eyes and continued to thrust into his throat. He sank his fingers into Rafe's soft hair, gently holding his head. Rafael looked like he was enjoying this. Russ groaned, letting his head drop back as he took his pleasure from Frafe. He loved the feeling of Rafe's lips closed around his cock. He drew back till nothing but the head was still between his lips and then thrust back hard. Rafe had his full attention now.