Power House (Men of Action #2) Read Online Ahren Sanders

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Men of Action Series by Ahren Sanders
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Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
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I take another swig of beer to hide my grin. Doug may say it’s ‘logical’, but the truth is he and Celia have been dropping hints for a while about getting closer to Ford. The events of our last mission in South America scared the shit out of all the families. Even though we’re grown men and trained Marines, it doesn’t matter.

“Sounds like it’s time for you squatters to plan your own houses on the lots you stole.”

I shoot Sam a glacial look, which he disregards. He and Drake have built solid and successful careers in finance. They manage all our investments, so they are aware of the unreal price Doug sold us our lots.

“It’s a loose timeline. They have about two years,” Doug clarifies.

“I’m out in a few weeks. Time for these jarheads to get moving,” Ace asserts proudly. He pulled out all the stops to get his house finished for Harley.

Jewls’ face pops into my head, and I think about her deal with her landlord. Since it’s a family friend, she’s not held to a true lease agreement. With a few months’ notice, she could be out with no financial loss.

“The way my son is staring into space tells me all I need to know,” Dad muses.

“No way, you’ve been seeing Jewls for like a week.” The twins gawk at me in shock.

“A few weeks,” I correct them.

“Dude, a few weeks is—”

“Irrelevant when it comes to Jewls,” I finish for Sam before he says something to piss me off.

All eyes in the room go past me, and I peer over my shoulder, glad to have the bar top to lean on. Harley and Jewls are coming our way, Jewls strutting in the manner that drives me wild.

“I take it back. A few weeks with her would do it for me, too. Lucky bastard,” Sam mumbles.

I barely hear him over the pounding in my ears.

Breathtaking.

It’s the only way to describe the goddess walking toward me. Her hair is piled on top of her head in some kind of thick bun with tendrils falling loosely around her face. The dress fits tight to her waist, then flares enough to sway with her steps. My eyes travel down slowly, and I have to bite my tongue to stop from growling. She’s not wearing the shoes I’ve seen. Instead, she’s in a pair of strappy, glittery sandals at least four inches high.

My cock is instantly hard.

“Remember, you have a house full of parents,” Ford advises with a dose of humor.

“Don’t think that matters. Knew you were fucked.” Talon is enjoying this.

“This is exactly why I made Harley show me her outfit before we left Nashville.” Ace sounds equally amused.

It takes all I can do not to stalk to her and take her right back to my room. When she gets to my side, I notice it’s not just her shoes that are glittery. There are diamond-like crystals pinned throughout her hair.

“Looking fine, ladies.” Talon lets out one of his wolf-whistles, earning him a bright smile from both women.

I curl an arm around Jewls’ waist and pull her to me, sweeping my lips across hers. “You are absolutely stunning.”

The shoes bring her closer to my height, but she still has to look up. When she does, her eyes are bright with happiness. “Thank you.”

There’s another whistle, this time for Mom and Celia, who join us looking beautiful.

“Seeing as I had three boys, I forgot how much fun it is to get ready with girls.” Mom beams.

“I have two daughters, and it always ends up in some sort of drama. Tonight was a pleasure,” Celia agrees.

Doug pops open a bottle of champagne, pouring and passing around glasses to the ladies. “A toast to the man of honor. Happy birthday, Jim, and thank you for inviting us to share this special milestone with you.”

We all raise our drinks, clinking those closest, as conversation turns lively.

I take advantage of everyone’s distraction, bending to her ear.

“Our period of refraining ends when I get you back here tonight.”

“Behave.”

“You should have thought of that before you strutted your gorgeous ass in here in those fuck me shoes and shining so bright my dick turned to steel.”

“The shoes were a last-minute addition. Harley brought them.”

“Remind me to thank her after I’ve fucked you in them.”

She gulps, her voice now a little more than a whisper. “You can’t say things like that with your parents five feet away.”

I nibble on her earlobe, careful of her earring. “The crystals in your hair and those shoes are the only things you’ll have on when I sink inside you tonight.”

“Major—” She clutches my waist.

The doorbell rings, alerting us that our drivers have arrived.

“Looking forward to later tonight, baby.”

She shudders, her green eyes filled with desire as she takes a small step back.

I check my watch and mentally begin the countdown.


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