Carrick's own breath came hard and quick as he tightened his grip on his own erection until it as painful; painful and glorious. He remembered the fierce kisses he had shared with Russell and the claws that had ripped open his back as the other man had bucked and writhed beneath him.
He gasped as Russell cried out his release, almost seeing that heavily muscled body, feeling the feverish heat that rose from him.
He waited until Russ' climax had passed and his lover's breathing had returned to normal. "Next time," he murmured, "I want you inside me." He was almost trembling with the effort of holding back his own release, but he wanted to hear what Russ would have in store for him...