Jaden Newman Sexy Novels & Stories

***WARNING*** Sexy Times! Jada Wilson Jada kissed Mr. Grey hungrily. She fights with him as they grab and feel each other. She rocks back and forth on him as she drives her hands through his hair, down his neck, and slides them down his perfectly muscular chest. It felt firm under her fingertips, and Jada moaned. Mr. Grey was rock hard, and Jada couldn't take it. She just wanted to pull it out, slip it in and ride it. She ground her pvssy unto his stiff length, currently hiding away in his soft pants.

PART II POV Anastasia "Fuck, Rebecca... right there." Jaden 's voice cuts through the room like a chainsaw through my self-esteem. Deep, hungry, vibrating with the kind of desperation he's never shown for me. Not once in eighteen months of dating. Rebecca moans like she's auditioning for a porno, head thrown back, blonde hair cascading as she rides him like she's breaking in a stallion. Her fingers dig into his hair—my boyfriend's hair—and her hips move with this confident rhythm that makes me want to crawl under the bed and die.

His father muttered with a hiss. “Dad, you know, the first thing that caught my attention when I first saw her was how sexy she was.” Jaden said to him, his eyes lingering at my breasts. “Her banging body made me hard, and I couldn’t help the thought of having her under me, moaning and screaming my name while I ram her hard.” His words made my skin crawl and those eyes glistening with lust only made me want to kill him. His father pulled a long stare. “You mean you want to have sex with her before we kill her? Won’t that waste our time and put us at risk? I don’t think we should take such dangerous risks! Someone might…”

Jaden’s voice was indeed a little unclear, as though he had just woken, yet also somewhat hoarse. Jessica thought of how, every time after she and Chris had slept together her voice had sounded the same. Her face immediately flushed red. Jaden quickly adjusted himself, as if after taking a sip of water and stepping out of the bedroom. “I see. It’s not something important, so I don’t really mind her using the information.” Jaden wore only a shirt, his long pale legs bare, his feet on the carpet. Leaning his waist against the desk, he took a sip of water before asking, “How’s Nina?”

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.

He settled on a black shorts knicker and a yellow V necked shape short sleeve shirt,which hug his perfect body shape showing his muscular manly shape in his shirt. He left his hair messy without combing it out, atleast he was in his house so no one would question his opinion on his appearance he thoughts, looking at his reflection in a big wide standing mirror. Satisfied by his appearance he left to go check on his lover,Kim his mate. *** "As she woken up",he asked worriedly. "Don't be worried she'll be fine,I can assure you this that she's a strong woman and she will beat this ",she assured alpha Jaden who just nodded and appreciated her words of encouragement.

Jenna was embarrassed to see Adam shirtless, but seeing Adam who was having trouble walking, she couldn't help but hurried over to Adam and led him into bed. "You! Fan my face!" Adam snapped, while he was fanning his face with hands. Jenna sneered, but still, she dragged her feet down to get the portable fan in her trunk and sat down next to Adam. While pointed a portable fan to Adam's face, Jenna studied Adam's upper body, which looked like the models of men's fashion magazines. His six-pack abs with a broad chest, made Jenna think of something that immediately made her feel ashamed of herself. She immediately cleared her throat to divert her mind,

I said. Jaden had seemed to take note of the situation and withdrew his hand but he wasn’t going to end there. He wasn’t one to back off so easily because he was being told so, if anything, he would gladly turn this into a fight if I could already tell what the outcome would be. “You really must be doing a good job that she goes on to wear something this sexy.” Jaden blurted out. “If she dressed like this before we lost contact, I would have made her mine.”

he gave me a wink as his eyes took me in from head to toe. I’ll never get over the way Jaden looks at me. Like I’m the most beautiful woman he has ever seen as he fights himself to give in to the urge to touch me, claim me. There’s that constant dominance in the way he needs me, like he needs to touch me somehow to breathe that just makes me feel giddy. In preparation for today, I wore a short black leather skirt boots and stockings along with an opaque black polo neck with my hair in loose waves down to my waist. No underwear, which I think Jaden only just realised when I flicked my hair over my shoulder and he growled when he saw my hardened nipple pushing against the fabric.

It was half opened and the light was on. Curious, I made my way towards the room. Once I quietly pushed the door open, I was greeted by the sexy sight of Jaden doing push ups. He was shirtless and his large biceps were on full display. If he sensed my presence, he didn't show it. His lightly tanned skin was damp with sweat. On the top right corner of his back was a tattoo of a pair of large fangs. His back muscles flexed at every movement and it made my inner Belle squeal. I mean, who doesn't admire sexy men?