Ryan Rockford takes a hot steamy bath

Ryan Rockford leans back in the steam-filled tub, his muscular chest flexing as he traces the ink of his tattoo with a soapy hand, water sluicing over his dark hair. The sponge lingers just above his waist, the edge of the tub framing his relaxed posture as he shifts forward, fingers brushing the curve of his ribs. Every movement is slow, deliberate, soap gliding over skin, steam curling around the room as he holds himself just there, between effort and surrender.