Will Braun’s tattooed, muscular frame dominates as he pins Roman Todd, smooth, lean, and dark-haired, against the wall, his grip tight around the smaller man’s hips while he drives into him hard. Roman’s fingers dig into the surface, his breath ragged as Braun’s weight presses him down, each thrust deeper than the last. The only sound is the wet slap of skin, the way Roman’s back arches under the force, his hole stretched wide.
+23+22+21+20+19+18
