Finding Paradise Read Online Jayda Marx

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"How does that feel?" he asked me in a breathy whisper.

"So good," I moaned as he rolled against me again.

"You want more?"

"Yes," I answered shamelessly. I wanted everything he was willing to give.

It took a tug and a shimmy for Hayes to pull both my shorts and boxers to the floor, leaving me bare and totally exposed. I didn't even have time to feel self conscious, because he quickly moved his eyes over my soft body and hummed, "Mm, look at you."

He licked his lips when his gaze fell on my stiff, needy cock. "Oh, yes." I was just over six inches long, cut and thick, and thankfully, Hayes seemed pleased.

It was my turn to moan when Hayes dropped his underwear, and I got a glimpse of the goods; he was a little longer and slimmer than I was, with a cut pink tip. "Perfect."

"Yeah?" Hayes asked, crowding into me once more. This time when our flesh grinded together, there was nothing between us, and my skin prickled with the intense pleasure of his touch. "Is this perfect?"

"Fuck yes," I moaned as he grinded against me.

"I can make it better."

Hayes slid his hand down my stomach and wrapped it around both of our dicks. On the very first stroke, a string of pre-cum bubbled out of my slit, sliding down onto his fingers.

"Yes, give me that lube," he whispered before stroking us again. I obeyed; every time his hand moved up my shaft, he drew more liquid from me, which slickened our shafts, allowing him to move quicker. Just as my eyes rolled back into my head, Hayes told me, "Look how hot we are together."

I looked down past the swell of my stomach to the sexy sight of Hayes' forearm and bicep bulging with each pump of his wrist. The tips of our cocks rubbed together and popped through his fingers, making my own palm ache with the need to touch.

So, I wrapped my hand around his, interlocking our fingers. I stroked with him, our hands gliding along our slick flesh, the gentle squeeze providing the perfect friction.

Our moans mixed and danced throughout the room. My gaze bounced between the erotic view of our joined hands milking our dicks, and the fire emanating from Hayes' eyes as he stared into mine. He was looking at me and into me. He saw me, and as incredible as his touch felt, it was the emotion that threw me over the edge.

Warmth bloomed in my chest, spreading into my stomach and down my arms. Pins and needles took over my hands, but Hayes kept my wrist moving. Pleasure built and my balls tingled, rolled, and pulled closer to my body.

My jaw dropped and a low, guttural moan left my lips as my cock jerked. A stream of warm, white cum burst from me, splattering over my stomach.

"So…hot," Hayes panted, pumping us even faster, nearly making my knees buckle at the sensitivity. He cried out my name and squeezed our shafts once more before he erupted, mixing our seed on our bodies.

Hayes slowly unwrapped his sticky fingers and rested his head on my shoulder. Our chests rose and fell simultaneously as we caught our breath. I kissed his damp forehead and traced my clean hand up and down his back. I'd never cuddled after a sexual act, and it felt as intimate as the act itself. I loved having his body close to me and feeling him in my arms as we shared a caring moment.

Once our breathing had settled, Hayes lifted his head and kissed my lips before saying, "I'll grab us a towel," and disappearing towards the bathroom.

I instantly grew colder without him touching me, and not just physically. I craved the closeness we shared, and hated to think about telling him goodnight and parting until the next day.

So, when Hayes reappeared, looking clean and carrying a towel, what did my super suave self do? I blurted out, "Will you stay with me tonight?"

After his obvious shock wore off, Hayes' lips pulled up into a smirk. "Depends; can I sleep naked?"

"Pajamas are strictly off limits," I replied, making him chuckle.

"Then I'd love to."

I don't know what made me happier; his agreement to stay, or the way he used the damp cloth to gently wipe our combined cum from my skin. I had expected him to pass the rag to me, but appreciated the care he showed me.

"Your room is great," Hayes said once I was clean and he'd tossed the towel back into the bathroom. He nodded towards the large window and added, "I bet the view is gorgeous when the sun's up."

"It is. Are you an early riser? Maybe we can watch the sunrise together." Look at me being all romantic.

"That sounds perfect." It truly did, but I was beginning to think that anything would as long as it included Hayes.


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