Banned Read online Madison Faye (Winchester Academy #4)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Winchester Academy Series by Madison Faye
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Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 54196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
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He growls into my lips, and the shiver of heat blazes through me. He’s so big, and muscled, and gorgeously masculine. And I’ve always told myself that I’m “so not into” this kind of guy, but please.

That’s a lie.

That’s just me trying to distance myself from the popular crowd like I always do. But I mean, give me a break. A guy like Anders? Or Carson Lafayette? Or Griffin Reeves? Good lord, I mean what straight girl isn’t actually attracted to that? Tall? Gorgeous? Perfect, hard muscles? Insanely handsome face? Etched cheekbones, soft lips, strong jaws, and piercing eyes? Big, strong hands?

Any girl who claims that a guy like that isn’t attractive on even just a baser animalistic, evolutionary level, is lying. Flat out.

I whimper as he kisses me hard, pressing me into the wall as his hard body grinds against mine. He still smells faintly of sweat from the game earlier, and I swear to God, it’s like some sort of magic aphrodisiac that turns me to jello. My pulse races, and my already soaked panties get even wetter and stickier, clinging to my pussy as his tongue swirls with mine.

He pulls away suddenly, leaving us both panting and wild-eyed as we just stare at each other with confusion and hunger in our eyes.

“Wait, that—what are we doing?” I pant, trembling.

“I don’t know,” he growls, his eyes blazing into mine. “But I’m not fucking done doing it.”

I whimper as he crashes back into me, his lips bruising to mine and his hands sliding over my waist as he pins me to the wall again. I moan at the feel of his rock-hard body pressing to mine, and when I feel all of him press into me, I tremble as the forbidden heat teases through me.

All of him. He’s so big and throbbing through his jeans, pressing right against my tummy, and I gasp into his lips as I find myself rocking my hips against him. He grunts into my lips, pushing his huge cock against my body as my panties absolutely drip with desire.

“We need you in the band,” he groans into my lips.

I blush fiercely as I pull back.

“That’s why you kissed me?”

“No,” he growls, his eyes wild. “I kissed you because I’ve wanted to kiss you for a very long time.”

“Bullshit.”

He shakes his head. “No, it’s not.”

I roll my eyes. I mean, I want to believe it, but I can’t. I mean, this is high school royalty we’re talking about. And then there’s me. Invisible, band-geek me.

“What, all the cheerleaders were busy tonight?”

His jaw tightens as he slowly shakes his head.

“You don’t really know me at all, you know.”

I swallow as I look down.

“Okay, that’s fair. You’re right.”

“I don’t want those other girls, Zara,” Anders growls fiercely. “I want you.”

His mouth finds mine again, this time softer and with even more passion as our mouths sear together. His tongue swirls with mine, and my body comes alive against him. My hips rock to his, my panties grow even wetter with slick heat, and my nipples drag against his chest through the soft cotton of my tank top.

We come apart panting for air, and it’s only then that I realize I’m gripping his arms tightly, like I never want him to not be this close to me.

“I—it’s almost curfew,” I whisper.

“So, skip it.”

I blush.

“I—no, I… I can’t.”

He grins. “Good girl, huh?”

“I mean, yeah,” I blurt out with an awkward laugh and a blush.

“Except for when you’re touching yourself in the practice rooms?”

I cringe, but he just grins as he pulls me against him. One hand cups my jaw, the other tightens on the bare skin of my waist as he leans in and kisses me fiercely.

“Play in the band,” he groans into my lips. “Seriously. And please. Look, we’re not the dumb jocks banging on instruments you think we are.” He shrugs. “I mean, that said, we could seriously use your talent.”

I bite my lip, my eyes searching his.

“Fine.”

The second I say it, I shiver at the thought. Me and three of the hottest, biggest guys in school?

My face goes red, and Anders grins.

“Good. You live in Marshall Hall, right?”

I nod.

“Great. Come to the basement at ten tomorrow night.”

I arch a brow questioningly.

“Curfew is ten o’clock.”

“Yep.”

I smile skeptically. “What, are you sneaking a whole rehearsal space into a girls dorm basement after curfew?”

Anders grins. “Not your basement. Ours.”

I purse my lips.

“I’m confused.”

He just grins.

“Basement, tomorrow. I’ll show you everything.”

He grabs me again, and I whimper as his lips crush to mine once more. The kiss sears through me, making my knees weak, my toes curl, and my core tighten and tremble before he pulls away slowly.

“What was that for?” I whisper.

“So you don’t forget,” he growls.

I resist the urge to tell him that I would have a pretty much impossibly hard time doing that about anything that’s happened to me tonight.


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