Jaylen Barron Nude Novels & Stories

-RAINA'S POV- It was day two abroad the yacht and my mind was flooded with happy memories. I opened the door to the master cabin and Valen was sitting on the bed, leaning up against the headboard, reviewing reports on his phone. As usual, he was bare-chested, only wearing charcoal lounge shorts. My eyes soaked in his carved abdomen and chest to note the tension rippling across his impressive muscles, making me worry. He should take a break. "Hey baby," he said, not looking up from his phone. "I’m almost done."

Raya's POV Mr. Barlow carries me in his arms with my hands wrapped around his neck to his bathroom. He puts me inside the giant tub which is a gorgeous walnut color. The entire bathroom is done tastefully in walnut brown. Mr. Barlow is a sight to behold with his ripped abs and gorgeous tattoos on his chest. I was enthralled by him earlier in his black suit but that was nothing compared to how handsome he looked in his nude self. He climbs into the bathtub behind me. His hard chest and his even harder dick pressed against my back. His strong legs are on either side of me and he pulls me back towards him. I was on cloud nine. I still could not come down from the orgasm he had given me. My head

​I paused, turning my head. ​Through the floor-to-ceiling glass walls, bathed in the sharp morning sunlight, was Ben. ​My breath caught instantly in my throat. ​He was wearing nothing but a pair of low-slung, dark gray sweatpants that hung loosely off his hips. His broad back was glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, every single muscle flexing and rippling with lethal precision as he pushed a set of massive, heavy barbells above his chest. The sharp cut of his shoulders, the deep line of his spine, and the sheer power radiating off him made my pulse spike into overdrive.