Julian Rodriguez pins Adrian Monroe beneath him, his dark hair framing a broad, smooth chest as he grips the other man’s hips with a grip that leaves no doubt. Zach Douglas watches from the edge of the bed, his own muscles taut, fingers already tracing the curve of Adrian’s back before he leans in to press his mouth against Julian’s neck. The weight of Julian’s body presses Adrian into the mattress, his breath hitching as Zach’s touch lingers between his shoulder blades.
