Her Men Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 37885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
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When his fingers sank into her hair, to her, it was perfect. She loved it when he was just a little rough. She didn’t need to be treated like glass.

She was ready for whatever James threw her way.

In fact, she was excited about it.

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That night James made his way across the landing. He’d not gotten to her door yet, but he saw it was partially open. This was what he’d told her to do to let him know that she wanted him to be there.

If she’d not been ready for him, he’d have left, given her the space she needed.

He didn’t want to be a monster.

The week they’d shared, he had his guilt at the way he treated her.

He’d not been fair to her at all. Drake had found evidence that she wasn’t like her parents, that she’d been honest with him. She had a job for one, and as soon as she could, she tried to get away from them. She’d apologized to him when she really didn’t have to.

The time they’d spent together, there was no way there was a mean bone in her body. She didn’t value wealth the way her parents did. Nor did she try to bargain with him. She’d not asked for money or the credit card that was in her name.

Yet, when he checked up on her parents, they were spending the money he gave them as an allowance as if it was going out of style. They had no respect, and they expected him to keep on paying for them. They held that damn video and those pictures over his head to keep him in line. The one call he’d taken from Abby’s mother and he couldn’t believe it. She wanted to know if Abby was being a good girl, if she was doing all that she said. As he listened to her, he’d felt sick to her stomach.

“I told her that you have certain appetites.”

“She’ll do whatever you want. You’ve just got to ask her.”

“If you have any trouble, leave it to me. I’ll make sure you get what you paid for.”

He’d thought about his conversation with Abby’s mother, and then he thought about her; about Abby, his wife.

She’d told him she’d been forced.

The woman he’d seen this week, there had to be a threat of some kind to make her marry him.

She’s not who you thought she was.

Drake was in agreement as well.

Abby wasn’t a money-grabbing bitch, but what did he do now? Either way, he wanted out of this marriage.

Then turn around.

Go back to your room.

Take care of your own hard-on.

He kept on walking because as much as he didn’t want to be married to Abby, he couldn’t deny his attraction to her.

It was why he’d been so pissed off at his wedding.

He’d wanted to hate her. Then divorcing her would have been so easy.

But not only did he find her sexy as hell, he thought about fucking her constantly, and he saw the way Drake watched her. They both wanted her.

He wasn’t jealous of his man’s need for Abby.

They both wanted Abby, to bring her pleasure, to hear her cries as they filled the room. He’d heard her come before with his tongue, and soon, he’d be balls deep inside her as he came.

Stepping up to her door, he watched her. She lay on the bed on her stomach with her knees back and her legs in the air as she read a book. Her hair was bound on her head, and she wore a pair of boy shorts and vest top.

She looked so young.

He saw her gaze every now and then drifting to the door. He was standing in a spot where she couldn’t see him.

He waited a couple of minutes while she read some more. She twirled a curl around her finger as she read. She looked tempting, like a seductress, and she didn’t even know it.

When her gaze landed on the floor for a third time, he stepped into the light so that she could see.

Her eyes widened.

“Waiting for me?”

“James.” She climbed off the bed, the book left behind. Her hands clasped together as she stared at him. “You came.”

“You didn’t think I would?”

“I thought you might have changed your mind. I don’t know how this works.”

He stared around the spare bedroom. Already there showed signs of her. He saw the pile of books by the side of her bed. Drake had given a catalog just the other day and asked her to order things.

She had, and he noticed the purple lampshade that had replaced the one that he’d put in all of the spare bedrooms. She pushed some hair off her face. She’d taken down some of the artwork, and draped some fabric across other picture frames. There was more color here than in any room of the house.


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