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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I chuckle, kissing her slow and deep as I scoop her into my arms.

“Good,” I growl. “Because guess what?”

“What,” she breathes.

“You’re mine, Waverly,” I groan softly, kissing her lips. “Mine and only mine.”

“Deal.”

She moans as our lips come together, and when my still-hard cock begins to move out and then back into her, she moans eagerly.

“Got any plans this morning?” I groan.

“No,” she gasps back. “I mean, maybe just breakfast at my house at some point.”

“Trust me, beautiful,” I hiss, thrusting into her and making her whimper as she clings to me.

“You’re gonna be late for breakfast.”

She moans, her legs wrapping around me and squeezing until suddenly, her muscles clench and I laugh as she rolls us over, sitting astride my waist with my cock balls deep in her pussy.

“Hey Coach,” she purrs, moaning as she starts to ride me slowly. She leans down, kissing her way down my jaw to my ear as my cock throbs deep inside of her.

“Make me late for dinner.”

11

Waverly

Eventually, I do in fact have to leave Camden’s bed. Well, the first time, it’s to get food and coffee, but we end up fucking on his kitchen floor before moving back to the bed. We try again later and make it to the shower, but, well, we’ve got about as much self-control there as we did getting coffee.

But finally, I do unfortunately have to leave, even if I’m just kissing him madly inside the foyer of his house as the Uber outside blares the horn angrily. I have it drop me off by campus and turn on my phone for the first time since charging it back up at Camden’s house as I start to walk back to my house. Instantly, my phone starts to blow up with messages, all from Sasha.

URGENT!

CALL ME!!!!

911!!!!

Fear spikes through me as quickly call her.

“Are you okay?!”

“Huh?”

“Sasha!”

“Oh! Yeah, yeah I’m fine.”

My brow furrows as I pause walking.

“Okay, you scared the shit out of me with those texts! What the fuck is wrong with y—”

“Oh, shit, those! I sent them last night! Wait, where are you?”

“I’m walking ho—”

I stop myself, but it’s too late.

“Oh my God!” She squeals. “Is this a walk of shame?!”

I scowl. “What? No, I just—”

“Did you spend the freaking night at Scott Manning’s house!? Who?! C’mon, details!”

“Sasha!” I yell, my pulse racing. “Calm the hell down. I was just exhausted and found a couch to crash on. There were a bunch of other girls doing the same thing, it’s fine.”

Like hell am I going to tell her I just lost my virginity sleeping over at our Coach’s house.

Sasha sighs heavily.

“Laaaame.”

“Oh, you’d rather hear that I hooked up with Scott Manning?”

“Ew, no?”

“Or Ian?”

She makes a barfing sound, and I giggle before suddenly I pause.

“Wait, go back to these emergency texts?”

She gasps. “Oh shit, I forgot!”

“Forgot wh—”

“Waverly, I ran into your mom last night.”

Fuck.

Double, triple, quadruple fuck.

My mom is under the impression that I was staying over at Sasha’s dorm last night. And I do love my friend, but she is a terrible liar when pressed.”

“Seriously?”

“I’m sorry, girl!”

“Did she… I mean, does she—”

“I’m not a good liar! I tried, but….”

I wince, scrunching up my face. Shit, this is going to be bad.

“I mean, I told her you were back in my room and that I was just going out for snacks, but…”

“But you’re bad at lying.”

“I’m sorry! Look, she might have let it go, I just wanted to tell you, so you knew before you went home.”

I groan, turning the corner onto my street.

“Okay, it’s okay. Thanks for telling me.”

“Sorry, dude.”

“It’s fine,” I shrug, saying it more for myself than her. “It’s going to be fine.”

* * *

It’s not fine.

“Where the hell were you!?”

I wince as I step through the backdoor to the whirlwind of my mother charging over me, fury in her eyes and her face pale.

“Mom—”

“And don’t you dare tell me Sasha’s dorm room!”

Shit. So much for that idea.

“Because I saw her last night without you, and that girl is a terrible liar.”

“Mom, if you just let me—”

“I checked the logbook with the front desk at Marshall Hall after I saw her, too. And there was no record of you signing in. So please, Waverly, how about we talk about where the hell you were last night without lying, shall we?”

I swallow, looking down.

“I’m sorry,” I say softly. “I should have called you.”

“You should have told me the truth, Waverly!”

This sucks. It sucks for one because this is killing the high I’ve had buzzing through me because of Camden and last night. But it also sucks because my mom and I are actually really close. I’m not one to go sneaking off or lying to her, because I’ve never had to, because she trusts me.

Yeah, oops.

“Waverly—”

“I went to a party, okay?”

She scowls. “Excuse me?!”

“It was just some people from the team, okay?” It’s a half lie, but it’s way better than saying I went to a party at a known creep of a guy’s house without any friends with me. And it’s a thousand times better than telling her where I went after.


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