Chapter 202

• "Tristan..." Roth moaned helplessly. Never before had he felt this vulnerable, with Tristan's hand controlling his breathing by holding his neck and his back pressed firmly against the wall. All he could do was surrender to the overpowering pleasure coursing through his entire being.
• Tristan, fixated on Roth's intense expression of pure ecstasy, found immense satisfaction in pleasuring and caressing Roth's stiff penis. The image of Roth's pleasure-filled face would forever be etched in his memory. Ignoring his own throbbing arousal, Tristan increased the speed of his movements, causing Roth to vocalize his pleasure loudly, repeatedly calling out Tristan's name.
• The eruption of hot streams of sperm from Roth's penis made him tremble, his body leaning into Tristan's for support. In that moment, Tristan held Roth tightly against him.