"And you're delicious when you blush," he murmured. "All that heat and life bubbling up under your skin..." The sculpted muscles of Russ' chest and stomach were breathtaking.
Carrick allowed himself to be pulled into the kiss, loving the feel of Russell's bare skin against his chest.
"You have my scent," he murmured. "Catch me, and I'm yours."
He took a measured step back, then in a blur of movement that would have been too quick for a human eye to follow, he sped into the treeline, making for the darkness and the shadows of the forest.