Jaden Newman Naked Novels & Stories

I wanted to bang the iPhone against the bed while I waited, I was so anxious to see what he had sent. The photo didn’t disappoint. Javier was naked, wearing only a white hard hat, leaning against the exposed studs of an interior wall. The floor in front of him was concrete, and I could see conduit pulled through to an electrical box behind him. The hat was tipped back on his head, and the smile that played on his lips was one of pure sensuality.

Trisha announced dramatically. “The court is where everything happens, drama, flexing, flirting… and him.” She nudged Nora and pointed to the far end of the court. Nora’s stomach tightened. Because there he was. Jaden. The same guy from yesterday. The guy who knocked her off her bike. The guy with the annoying smirk, ridiculous confidence, and muscles that made his hoodie look tailor-made. He held a basketball with one hand, dribbling effortlessly before spinning it behind his back. He wore black shorts and a sleeveless tee, sweat glistening on his skin like it chose him personally. Every time he made a shot, a ripple of excited squeals rose from the sidelines.

“It was just crushed up Ibuprofen to break your fever.” “I feel much better.” “Of course you do,” he says, and peels his wet shirt off, draping it over the vanity. I stare at his washboard abs, the Celtic tattoo that curls around his nipple, and snakes down his side. I push myself on my elbows to get a better view. Looking me straight in the eye, he undoes his jeans and pulls them down, revealing his perfect ass when he turns around to drape his trousers next to his shirt. I wait for him to take off his underwear, but he doesn’t go that far. I already saw what he has to offer, and the man appears to be blessed in every way. The Gods were just showing off the day they made Kane Madden.

"You're totally not a fag. You're just a straight guy who gets a hard-on when another dude tells him what to do." Braden swallowed hard. He didn't say anything. "Take off the pants," Jake ordered. Braden looked around the empty stadium. Then he pushed his sweatpants and underwear down. He stepped out of them. He stood on the 50-yard line completely naked, his big cock sticking straight out, leaking precum. "Turn around and bend over," Jake said. Braden turned around. He bent at the waist, resting his big hands on his knees. His thick, muscular ass was thrust out in the air. Jake looked at it. It was a perfect jock ass. Hard and round.

Jaden was hearing everything, but he still kneeled naked without making any sound. I opened a drawer and pulled out a sex wipe. I don't know where his mind was, but when it landed on his ass heavy, he literally moaned while his body shivered from want. He raised his head, and as his eyes met mine, I saw that they were filled with intense arousal. Was he turned on by my conversation with Adonis?

And suddenly Eve knew exactly what she needed to do. Emily stood naked in front of the tent. Her father was standing right next to her. Her Mom was over by the car, hanging up their piss-soaked clothes. Emily knew she should be embarrassed, standing naked in front of her parents. But something about the way her step Dad looked at her when she exposed herself. It made her want to be nude for him all the time.

he reminded smoothly. Hailey froze, her eyes fixed on his strong fingers undoing his jeans. A slow, torturous reveal of the line of hair leading downward. She held her breath, waiting, waiting… Finally, he slid off his jeans, taking his boxer briefs with them. Hailey licked her lips nervously as Jayden stood bare in front of her, completely nude. He didn’t need to hide. Jayden was perfect—from his messy, sexy hair and piercing blue eyes to his golden, sculpted body.

“This is everything you’ve worked for. Don’t throw it away by being careless.” “I’m not careless.” “Yes, you are.” He leans back against the counter, wine glass in one hand, iPad in the other. “Like tonight. That was reckless. If anyone had walked in” “They didn’t.” “That’s not the point—” “Adrian.” My voice cuts him off. “What?” His eyes snap up, annoyed. I’m naked. Dress gone. Bra, panties, all of it tossed onto the marble floor. I stand in front of him, bare, unashamed, leaning against the edge of the sofa.

This made him look even sexier. He was only wearing boxer shorts, and it wasn't exactly subtle—there was a noticeably huge bulge in the front. I glanced at it involuntarily before quickly looking away. Ever since Frida brought him home, I'd made a habit of retreating to my room right after showering. I did my best to minimize my presence in the house to avoid awkward encounters like this. Even though Bryson might technically become family one day, he was still a stranger to me. So, I couldn't help but put up my guard against him.

Jaden silences the volume of the phone and returns it to his pants pocket. He knows what his dad is about to tell him, so, it's better not to pick his call tonight anymore. Jaden took a deep breath and then knocked on the door. As he was about to knock the second time, he heard a click, and the door opened. What he saw before him, makes him gulp down some saliva. He slowly dropped his hand from the door and stared at who was standing before him. Jaden looks too nervous and in so much shock at seeing Jasmine, naked.