Hard Academy Scene 4: Roccos Hard Academy #06

Evilangel

Malena Nazionale, Carolina Vogue, Joanna Bujoli, Eros, Yves Morgan, Good Boy, Er Farina, Adriano, Nastro Geppetto, John Price, Luca Ferrero, Goran Abramovic, Damaso Tapia, Davide Montana, David Savage, Tyson Pic(s)

The air in the room was thick with the scent of leather and clean sweat, a potent mixture that clung to the back of the throat. His gaze was a physical weight, a slow, deliberate appraisal that traveled from my nervous hands to the rapid pulse beating at the base of my throat. A single, calloused finger traced the line of my jaw, the rough texture a shocking contrast to the soft skin it explored, sending a cascade of shivers down my spine. He shifted closer, the heat from his body radiating agat mine, an unspoken promise of the intensity to come. My breath hitched as his palm settled firmly on the small of my back, pressing just enough to arch my body into the solid strength of his. The low, commanding murmur that rumbled from his chest was not a question but a statement, a declaration of control that vibrated through my very bones. I could feel the powerful muscles of his thigh pressed agat my own, a rigid pillar of intent that left no doubt about his purpose. Every sense was heightened, from the sound of our breathing synchronizing to the visual starkness of our silhouettes agat the stark wall. This was a lesson in surrender, taught not with words but with the relentless, patient pressure of a body knowing exactly what it wanted.