Viktor Rom grips Tayler Tash’s hips while Rico Marlon kneels behind, his tattooed forearms flexing as he guides himself into the tight hole. The blond’s fingers dig into Tayler’s shoulders, his breath ragged against the other man’s neck as Rico slams forward, the outdoor greenery blurring behind them. Tayler’s back arches, his muscles straining against the relentless thrusts, the dark-haired man’s grip never loosening.
