Barely Read online Madison Faye (Winchester Academy #7)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Winchester Academy Series by Madison Faye
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Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 44127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
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Things like “what does she sleep in.”

Or worse, what doesn’t she sleep in.

I groan at the image of Brynn curled up naked in that guest bed, and I swear as I sit up and swing my legs out of bed.

Fuck. Sleep is not coming.

I stand and pad out of my room in my boxers and t-shirt. I glance at her doorway down the hall, but it’s closed, the light off under it. I shake my head, growling to myself a I head downstairs to the kitchen. I stare at the kettle, a frown of frustration on my face as I watch the water boil before I pour myself a cup of something calming and decaf. I sit on one of the kitchen stools and take a sip, sighing heavily before I glare at the tea.

…If I’m going to actually sleep tonight, this needs some Irish in it.

The whiskey’s in my office on the bar cart, and I stand with my mug and whirl to go grab it. I stride from the kitchen, and I make it all of one step into the dark hallway before suddenly, I go crashing into something.

…Something that shrieks as hot tea goes splashing all over it and me. Or rather, her and me.

I hiss, the mug shattering to the ground as we both jump back from each other. My hands yank at my t-shirt, wincing as I whip it and the scalding hot tea soaking into it from my body and tossing it aside. Brynn hisses, and when I glance up, in the pale light of the moonlight coming in through the window, I see her doing the same thing.

And suddenly, we freeze, both of us looking up at each other—both of us shirtless, both of us panting, both of us wild-eyed.

…And both of us knowing there’s no power on Earth that’s going to stop this right now.

I growl as I close the distance between us, and she moans as I pull her into my arms and against my bare chest. My lips crush to hers, she moans into my mouth, and when I scoop her up and slam her into the wall behind her, and kiss her with everything I have and everything I am, I know things like “thinking clearly” and “making good decisions” have officially left the building.

And I know something else too: that she’s mine, and I’m not letting anyone hurt her or take her away from me.

…I’m pretty sure that makes me fucked, and I don’t care.

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Brynn

I gasp, sparks exploding through my head and my heart thundering out of my freaking chest as I cling to him. My lips sear to his, opening eagerly for his tongue as my skin ripples with this electric buzz that has me aching for more.

He growls into me, pinning me to the wall, his body pressed tight to mine with his big, strong hands sliding all over me. My nipples graze against the rock-hard muscles of his chest, the stinging burn of the hot water gone entirely as I melt into him. His fingers dig into my skin, making me whimper in pleasure before suddenly, he whirls us, making me gasp and cling to him as he strides into the kitchen. My ass slams against the side of the kitchen island, my legs spreading eagerly around his grooved, muscled hips as our mouths crash together again.

My swim team t-shirt I was sleeping in already gone, the only thing between us the small pair of pink panties clinging wetly to my lips. And I can feel him good God can I feel him—so fucking hard, and so big inside of his boxers, throbbing against my pussy. I whimper, my hips instinctively grinding against him, and when I feel him pulse and groan, a whimper falls from my lips. His fingers tease up the backs of my thighs, hooking into my panties, and when he tugs, I let him.

I let him pull them all the way down, moaning as he growls savagely, his fierce eyes sweeping over me. I moan as he crashes back into me, his hands sliding down over my bare ass and making me moan as he scoops me up into him again. I kiss him wildly, my bare pussy right against his throbbing cock before he suddenly lifts me and sets my ass down on the marble countertop.

I moan as he kisses me deeply, his tongue swirling with mine before he starts to drop lower. His kisses trail down my jaw, to my neck, and then down to this insanely sensitive spot on my collarbone. I cry out, clinging to him as his lips tease down over the slope of my breast.

“Brynn,” he groans, panting as he pauses with his lips hovering above my aching nipple, his eyes squeezing shut.

“We can’t do this,” he groans. “We have to stop.”


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