The bearded man with a tattooed chest stretches across the red couch, fingers tracing his own thigh as he leans forward, his muscles rippling under the light. His legs spread wide on the leather, one hand resting on his crotch before he strips off his clothes, leaving only the hard planes of his body. Every pose, arms crossed, legs raised, hands behind his head, shows the way he owns the space, his dark hair framing a face that’s all sharp angles and controlled power.
