Mad Jack (Men of Action #3) Read Online Ahren Sanders

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Men of Action Series by Ahren Sanders
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Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 118780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 594(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
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Hesitantly, I slow, breaking away to trail my lips across hers.

“Missed you.”

“Missed you, too.” Her gaze roams over me again. “Are you okay?”

“Much better now that I have you.”

Something crosses her features, and she goes solid. The conversation with Ace comes to mind.

I tried to shield her from the details of our trip, not wanting her to worry. But in this moment, it’s clear she’s torn up.

She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth, still looking torn. “Did you catch any bad guys?”

“Over a dozen arrests and a shitload of illegal guns are off the street.”

Her eyes go wide and fill with an emotion I’ve seen once before. In the hospital, she stared at me with the same awe. It’s a look burned into my brain, never to be forgotten.

Savage hunger ignites in my veins with the need to sink into her with that blinding glow on her face.

“You want to talk about it?”

“There’s plenty of time to talk later.”

She reads my thoughts, her face softening as she rubs her thumb across my lips.

“Take what you need, honey.”

We get three feet into the room and I’ve had enough.

“Drop your bag.” The deep demand in my voice causes her to semi-twist and glance over her shoulder.

She places the bag on the table, turning fully.

I take her in, her bright-red bikini visible under the sheer white dress. Her skin is tanned from spending the day on the beach, her hair messily piled on top of her head and windswept.

Big blue eyes are wide and glimmering with happiness.

Fucking gorgeous.

“Made a rookie mistake.”

“Is that so?”

“Letting you leave this room looking like you do. Every goddamned man on that beach was adjusting their dicks watching you.”

“You’re overreacting as always.”

“You’re never wearing that suit in public again.”

“The suit isn’t my fault. You instructed Harley and Jewls to pack for me. If I’d known you were whisking me away to Miami for the weekend, maybe things would be different.”

“Like I said, rookie mistake. Next time, we’re going to a cabin in the woods.”

A smile plays on her lips before she shakes her head. “That’s disappointing. I love the beach. But I suppose roaring fires and snow could be romantic.”

She lifts the dress over her head, letting it fall. Next, her hair tumbles from the clip, blonde waves wildly landing down her back.

My cock, that’s been in a similar state since we left this room, is now hard as granite.

She reaches for the tie at her neck and I growl, “Stop.”

Her eyebrow shoots up. “You hate this suit so much, I should get out of it.”

She barely has time to squeal before she is in the air, landing with a bounce on the bed. I cover her body, pulling her lip through my teeth.

“Been waiting all day to fuck you in this.”

Heat and desire fill her eyes, and she rolls her hips against my dick. “That sounds nice.”

“Nice isn’t the direction I’m headed.”

I kiss a trail down her neck and along the triangles covering her tits. My teeth graze over her nipples through the fabric, sucking the peaks until she’s squirming.

Slowly, my lips move over the slope of her torso, across her hipbones, and between her thighs.

It’s only been a few hours since I’ve been inside her, but my body is strung tight, needing a fix. My cock serves as a constant reminder there are three weeks to make up for.

It isn’t only sex. It’s everything about Rowan. Missing her was expected, but for the first time in my life, I was questioning my focus and direction.

If it wasn’t already clear, those weeks solidified how deep my feelings run.

That’s why, when we extended our time, I decided on a long weekend in Miami Beach with absolutely no distractions. Harley, Jewls, and Shayla helped me pull it off, not spoiling the surprise.

It took two days for me to let her out of the room.

My fingers slip under the elastic, pulling it to the side, and I instantly feel her slickness. I swipe my tongue along her center, the skin silky and hot.

Her hands thread in my hair, tugging roughly. “Feels so good.”

I taste the remnants of us and a sweet tang that is all her. My dick sends a message to my brain, but I ignore it, needing to see how far I can push Rowan with my tongue and lips.

A savage hunger boils deep inside, wanting to hear her chanting my name as I hold her down and feast on her.

I alternate between licking deep inside and sucking her clit until she’s panting. Her thighs compress, but I hold them open, giving myself full access.

“Please, oh God, I can’t take it.” Her nails dig into my scalp.

I rub my cheeks and chin along her skin, devouring her hungrily, wishing I could mark her permanently.

Her cries grow louder, and I glance up in time to see her body arch off the bed as she screams.


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