Ty Roderick pins Asher Hawk’s wrists behind him with a rope, his tattoos shadowed by the trees as he drives deep into the bent-over man’s ass. Dark hair falls across Asher’s shoulders while Ty grips his hips, fingers already probing his hole before the cock even hits. The woods swallow their moans as he fucks him hard, the strap cutting into Asher’s wrists with every thrust.
