He shuddered, feeling the head of his cock bump the back of Rafael's throat and then go further. "Oh... Fuck..." he sighed. Russ fisted his hands into the couch cushion, his body tensing and quivering like a taught bow string as Rafe played it.
Then Carrick had his attention with that hot, deep kiss. His husband's words sent a shiver of pleasure coursing along his spine. "Getting close..." he moaned.