Rosalie's POV His muscular broad back was to me, covered in intricate tattoos that looked like a wolf.Through the mirror, I could see his muscles flexing under tanned skin as his arm moved in slow deliberate strokes.His big calloused hand wrapped around his big, veiny cock, long and hard, flushed dark around the tip. He stroked once, twice, head tipping backwards as another groan ripped out of his throat, rumbling through the quiet room.The sound sent shockwaves of desire down my sensitive spine.My gaze trained up his face. His eyes were shut, completely lost in the animalistic pleasure that famed his face.I needed no soothsayer to tell me that he was twice my age. But damn! He was so hot.He looked like some untamed Greek god— wide shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, and cut deep.He was the breathtaking combination of predatory and ethereal. His curly black hair with scanty gray highlights fell over his face in a tousled mess like he'd been running his hands through it, fr
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