His for the Taking (Men in Charge #5) Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male Tags Authors: Series: Men in Charge Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 210(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
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“Yeah, why do you ask?” Shaun asks. I dip my head at his neon yellow shirt. He looks at what I’m seeing. A shirt soaked through and splotches of smeared something or other. Our shirts all take a beating—holes, grease stains, you name it. This is a fresh stain.

“Ah, shit. I forgot to change my shirt. My sister, she said I was being too nice.” He takes his cap off his head, runs his fingers through his hair, and replaces it, this time not as close to his eyes. I quirk my lips upward. Shaun being too nice to his little sister? Not sure I believe that. He must see the question. “Her ex-husband was a piece of work, tore Kody apart in more ways than her wallet.”

“Kody okay?” There’s a tightening in my chest, a knot of fury sitting low in my gut, and my hands clench in tight fists. I try to flex my fingers, but it’s no use, not until I know the severity of what went down between Kody and her ex-husband. I knew from Shaun having to take phone calls in between work as he was helping Kody out with her divorce. He didn’t elaborate on what was happening, only that she needed help financially.

“Nothing like that. Fuck, no. Richie would be dead if he raised his hand to Kody and I caught wind of it.” He must see the anger rolling off my body in waves. “Richie was mouthy, liked to use words more than anything, and right now, Kody’s re-learning to live a normal life.” He takes a breath before he keeps on talking. “She seems okay, but she’s not saying much. I’m thinking it might take some time to get through that thick skull of hers that she deserves more than that pile of dog shit. It’s not even that he cheated, because I don’t think he did. I think he used her more as a trophy wife and forgot about Kody the rest of the time.” What a fucking idiot. That is exactly what her ex-husband is. It shouldn’t piss me off, yet it does. Kody with her small stature, dark eyes, button nose, full lips, and long dark locks. Hair that goes well past the cheeks of her heart-shaped ass. Yeah, I looked, a lot longer than I should have. My gaze was on Shaun’s sister entirely too much. My head wasn’t the only thing screwed; so was my dick, twisted in fucking knots over the woman. The last thing I should have been thinking about when I took my cock with my fist in the shower this morning was Kody. No matter what I brought up behind my closed eyes, it was always her. I finally relented, needing the release, and thought about her the entire time I jacked myself off. Once I let my imagination run wild, there was no turning back. In my fantasy, Kody’s hands would be pressed flat against the shower tile, body arched, her hair wrapped around my hand a few times as I gripped it firmly while I fucked my cum into her tight-as-fuck body. Christ, my cock is having a mind of its own remembering what happened in the shower all too well. Kody’s body slick with water, the way she’d have to stay on the tips of her toes to take me, and wanting to see and feel her ass as it slammed back with every deep thrust of my hips.

“She’s strong. I’ve got no doubt with Kody back home and you all surrounding her, it won’t take long,” I somehow manage to choke out after replaying the visual in my head.

“That’s the goal. Though, she’s currently out looking for a job.” Can’t say that I’d blame her. There’s nothing worse than living off your family or sitting around a house staring at the walls.

“You can’t blame her. From what you’ve told us, he was a piece of work. It makes sense she’d want a sense of independence.” What’s that saying? You never know what goes on behind closed doors. I only hope it wasn’t worse for her than she’s let on.

“Still, I can’t fix it, and I fucking hate that I can’t fix it for her.” Spoken like a true older brother. There’s not a bone in your body that wouldn’t go through hell in order to help or protect a sibling.

“True, but you know she wouldn’t want you to fix it either.” Shaun nods, knowing I’m right in this instance even if it’s a hard pill to swallow. My eyes move to Matthew’s beat-up old truck he drives around. He and Lacey have a solid plan. They put a chunk of change down on some property with a small home, and little by little, they’ve been renovating it. In doing so, having two car payments wasn’t an option for either of them. Matthew, being an Evans through and through, put Lacey in a brand-new vehicle to keep her safe, meaning he drives the old truck, and he’s perfectly fine with it.


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