Breathless Read online Madison Faye (Winchester Academy #6)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Winchester Academy Series by Madison Faye
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 48306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 242(@200wpm)___ 193(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
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…Yeah, I could see that going over well.

“It, uh…” I clear my throat. “Yeah, fine.”

Mom laughs. “Alright grumpy. I can tell practice wore you out. See you in an hour or so for food?”

“Sounds good!”

I bolt up the stairs, pulse still ringing in my ears and thoughts of Camden Kirby still throbbing through my head until I fall into my room and lock the door behind me.

This is not good.

I honestly have no idea what my plan really was. I guess in my fantasy, he’d realize it was me and then tell me how much he’s wanted me and how he can’t wait to be my first? Or… something?

I cringe a little at how ill-planned my “plan” was, but at the same time, there’s a fire inside of me, and today has only stoked it hotter and fiercer. My mind wanders back to his office, to the way he just grabbed me—how he manhandled me against the door and pinned me there, inches away from me. I think back on how I sassed him and acted like this petulant little brat, even if it was just to cover the fact that barely below the surface, all I had was this aching, heated, utterly consuming need for him. Because the way my body reacts to even thinking about Camden is something even bigger than lust. It’s hotter than sin.

It’s wild, and I don’t honestly know if I can contain it anymore.

I shiver, and before I know it, I’m moving towards my bed and falling back across it. My legs fall open, my skirt tumbles to my waist, and I whimper as my fingers slide down my bare thighs. My eyes close, and now, I’m not in my room. I’m… well, wherever he’d want me. His car, the bar bathroom. The fucking alley behind the bar.

Because all I know is the raw, pulsing want for him.

My fingers tease over my panties, and I moan softly as I feel the slick heat seeping into them. My skin feels like it’s electric, my body tingling as I slide my hands to the waist of my panties and slowly peel them down to my knees. My legs open again, and this time, there’s nothing to stop my fingers from teasing over my wet, eager lips.

Oh fuck.

I gasp as I sink a finger into my slick pussy, my hips rising to rock against it as I close my eyes and imagine it’s Camden touching me for the first time. I imagine him spreading me out over his desk in his office, pulling my legs apart and teasing my clit with the fat heat of his cock. I moan eagerly, snatching up my phone and instantly opening up the password protected file app where I keep the pictures.

…Those pictures, from the forbidden, illicit chats we’ve had over the last week.

And then, there it is, and my entire body trembles with pure lust. Because there, filling my entire high-def phone screen, is Coach Kirby’s cock. His very big, very swollen, very throbbing, very mouthwatering cock. I whimper as my fingers drag over my clit, circling the little bud as I picture this fat dick of his brushing over me. I gasp, pushing a finger back inside and imagining it’s him taking me—spreading my legs in the backseat of his car, or bending me over the sink in the bar bathroom, and just fucking me.

Pleasure melts through me, and my mouth falls open in a silent moan as I push myself harder and faster, until suddenly, there’s knock on my door.

God. Fucking. Damnit.

I gasp, lunging from the bed and yanking my panties up.

“Uh-h-hi?!” I blurt out, cringing at how guilty I sound.

“Waverly?”

I groan at my mom’s voice.

“Hey, uh, mom,” I croak. “I’m just working on some stuff. I’ll just do a lamb pita wrap, okay?”

My face is burning as I smooth down my skirt, my pulse racing as I chew at my lip.

“Actually, honey, you have a visitor!”

I frown, glancing at my phone to see if Brynn or Sasha texted me about coming by. It’s not like your mom being the Vice Principle of your school means friends are exactly banging down your door to come hang out, but both of them are over pretty frequently.

“Uh, one sec!”

I dart into the bathroom attached to my room, blushing fiercely in the mirror as I wash my hands. I run my clean fingers through my hair and take a breath before go for the door to my room.

“Hey—!”

The smile falls from my face. In fact, my whole face goes white as I look up not into Brynn’s face, or Sasha’s face. Nope. Because standing there filling my doorway, is Camden.

I swallow the lump that forms in my throat as his piercing blue eyes lance into me.

“Uh, hi,” I mumble.

Camden clears his throat. “We didn’t get a chance to talk strategy for regionals at practice today.”


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