Arrested Hearts Holiday Read Online Jayda Marx

Categories Genre: Insta-Love, M-M Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 65(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)
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I didn't need to worry. He gave my dick one firm squeeze, and I exploded. I came so hard I thought my balls would turn inside out. I yelled Jo’s name as I erupted, spraying thick white cords from his navel to his chin.

“Fuck yes,” Jo grunted through his teeth as he gripped my stone-hard thighs. He pulled me down as he thrusted wildly up into me. The room filled with the sound of slapping skin. His grip tightened as he pierced inside me one last time. My name left his lips and his cock pulsed against my rim as he filled my channel with his warm seed.

I collapsed on top of him, squishing my cum between us. Our bodies heaved against one another as our ragged breaths settled. Jo wrapped his arms around me and tickled his fingers up and down my spine.

“You're amazing,” I mumbled into his neck.

“So are you.”

I lifted my heavy head up to look into his pretty, dark eyes. “I love it when you take control of me. You give me everything I need; not just in the bedroom, but in life. I love you with everything I am.”

“Oh, Mikey.” A pearly grin crossed his lips as he cupped his hand over my scruffy beard. “I love you too. I'm honored to spend my life caring for you in every way. You are everything I need and want.”

I gave him a deep, lazy kiss before resting my head on him again. A yawn took my lips and my eyes fluttered closed as Jo chuckled quietly. He always knocked my ass out, and he knew once I was settled in, there was no fighting it, even if I was covered in cum and sweat.

So, Jo just held me tighter and kissed the side of my head. I knew he'd wake me soon, and we'd get cleaned up and enjoy the last couple hours of the holiday together. But for now, this was everything I needed; being held securely in my Officer's arms.

The last thing I heard before I drifted to sleep was Jo’s sweet voice whispering, “Merry Christmas, Mikey.”

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