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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Now, I know he’s a complicated, devoted soul who holds so much inside.

His lips move hungrily, demanding control. I shift my hips, grinding against the hard bulge between us. A throaty moan rumbles from his chest as he thrusts up. The friction is too much and lust takes over.

My hips swivel and buck, the blaze igniting into a fire and searing through my bloodstream.

He breaks away, both of our breathing heavy as he holds my head to his. “Jesus, baby, you gotta stop.”

“No.”

“Honey.”

I speed my movements, rolling against him shamelessly.

“Fuck it.” His arms round my waist, lifting me effortlessly and fumbling below us. A second later, his shorts are gone. The thin, satin material of my sleep shorts shifts, and something cold hits my core.

My gaze roams over his body, appreciating every sculpted ridge. The defined muscles trailing into that super famous ‘v’ that makes my mouth water. My breath hitches when my eyes land on his cock. “Oh, my…”

Impulsively, my fingers go to the silver metal pierced through his crown, twirling it.

He hisses, arching up, and I flinch. “I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”

“Fuck no.”

I roll my thumb over the tip, swallowing the girly giggle at the thrill of seeing him like this. His cock jerks at the movement, and he lets out another loud breath.

“Why didn’t you tell me your penis is pierced?”

“That’s not something you tell someone; it’s something you show them.”

I scale my nails up and down his length, entranced at the way the skin is so smoothly stretched over the hardness. My hand curls around, gripping him gently and feeling the pulse against my palm.

“Shit,” he moans, covering my hand with his.

I peek at him and know this is one of those moments in my life I’ll never forget. A surge of empowerment takes over.

I stroke slowly, taking in everything about him. The way his chest and abdomen muscles ripple, the veins on his hand popping, the strain of his neck as he watches us.

The overwhelming need building into sexual desire so hot it swells inside. I rock into him.

A squeal of surprise escapes as I’m flying to my back and forced to release him.

“My turn,” he rumbles in my ear before lowering and sucking a nipple roughly into his mouth.

I arc off the bed, all the air leaving my lungs. His hand cups my other breast, moving his mouth and circling the peak with his tongue before pulling it between his teeth. The sting is immediately replaced with anticipation as his hand glides down the slope of my stomach and into my shorts.

“Tell me to stop, Jewls.”

“God, no.” I angle my hips so his knuckles graze exactly where I crave him.

He rubs along my slit, teasing until I’m ready to scream.

“Major, please.”

He hikes himself up, bracing with one hand. The heat and hunger in his gaze provoke my need further.

I resist purring in relief when he slips a finger inside, rolling it in a delicious pattern. Another finger joins, and this time, a moan escapes.

“So tight… fucking soaked.”

Tingling sensations light my nerve endings on fire as he expertly works me to a frenzy.

“Feels good.” I buck into him, silently begging.

My walls clench desperately to his fingers, needing more. He speeds his movements, plucking my nipple with his lips until it’s throbbing.

My hand goes back to his cock, circling the ring before tightening my grip and stroking to his same rhythm.

“Jewls.” His growl is primal, my eyes fluttering open to find him staring with an intensity that sends goosebumps over my skin.

His thumb moves over my clit gently before flicking it until I’m ready to explode.

“Oh shit, I’m close.”

“Let go, let me see you.”

“I want you.”

His jaw tightens, his gaze not wavering as I increase my pressure to his thrusts in my hand.

“Now, Jewls.” He twists his fingers, going deep to hit the spot that sends me spiraling. He swipes my clit once more, and I surge up, biting his shoulder as I come apart. Blood rushes to my brain and my body quakes.

I barely register the warm liquid coating my hand until his groan vibrates between us.

He stills, kissing across my jaw until he reaches my ear. “Fucking beautiful.”

A whimper escapes when I lose his fingers. He slides to the side, tucking me close. There’s no way to miss his still hard erection ticking at my hip.

“Major…” I trail off, not knowing exactly how to finish.

“Trying to get it under control, Jewls. It’ll be much easier if you stop wiggling your sexy ass against my dick.”

A giggle bubbles up in my throat, and before I can stop, I’m shaking with laughter.

“Wanna let me in on what’s funny? Your vibrating isn’t helping my cause.”

“S-s-s-sorry… but w-w-we…” I take a deep breath to calm my stuttering. “We just crossed third base like two horny teenagers in the back of a car racing against curfew.”


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