Bait Read online Madison Faye (Winchester Academy #1)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Winchester Academy Series by Madison Faye
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Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
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“Sorry I’m late, Professor Bard.”

For the sake of the room full of gossipy kids who spot everything, I keep my face neutral.

“Have a seat, Ms. Penworth.”

Anastasia’s eyes flick to mine for half a second as she scurries to the free desk at the front of the room facing me, a little fire in her gaze before she looks away. She sits, quickly pulling her notebook and pen out as I turn back to the board.

“Page eighty-nine,” I growl lowly, hearing the rustle of textbooks behind me. “We’ll begin with FDR’s New Deal and its impact on—”

I turn, and suddenly, I don’t know words anymore. I don’t know how to speak. Because right there, front and center sitting primly at her desk, is Anastasia. Except, that whole “primly” thing is only from the waist up, where her back is straight, her hands are clasped in front of her, and her smile is innocent and wide.

…Beneath the desk is another story.

Because under her desk, prim little Anastasia Penworth, wearing her plaid skirt, knee-high socks, and flats, has her legs spread wide apart, giving me a totally open, totally unobstructed view of her very bare, very panty-less, very pink, tempting, pretty little pussy.

An animal inside of me roars.

I stumble for a moment, searching for words and trying to tell my eyes to look away from her gorgeous cunt, before I finally find my sanity. I clear my throat, somehow dragging my eyes away from her.

“Now, who can tell me about FDR’s cabinet at the time, and their input into—”

Fuck.

I make the mistake of looking back at her, and this time, she’s pushing it even more. Ana’s still smiling at me, twirling a pen in her hand. But her other hand has dropped under the desk, and as I watch, she slides it teasingly up her bare, creamy thigh.

Fuck, I’m in trouble. And I think it’s fair to say Anastasia is not having second thoughts about last night. In fact, it would appear I may have created a monster.

I stumble for words, finally just nodding at Matthew Klop at the back of the room to just start reading the textbook out loud for the class. My eyes burn into Anastasia, dipping down to watch as her hand creeps higher and higher, until her fingertips brush her silky pink lips. I groan, leaning back against my desk and gripping the edge of it with white knuckles as I watch her.

Her eyes meet mine, a glimmer of coyness in them, and she grins slyly as she brings the pen to her lips. Her little pink tongue darts out, swirling over the end of her pen, and she blushes as she slowly slides it between her pouty lips and sucks.

…And my cock is hard as fucking steel.

Ana sits there, teasing me, driving me fucking insane and out of my damn mind as she subtly sucks her pen and teases her little pussy under her skirt. My cock strains at the front of my slacks, so much so that I eventual move behind my desk, sitting, but with my eyes still locked on her. Somehow—somehow—I make it through some semblance of a lesson, and finally, the clock strikes the hour.

There’s a rushing sensation in my ears as the classroom ends, students grabbing their books and their bags and streaming out of the room. I watch, ignoring all of them as Anastasia stands, gathering her books slowly… lingering.

“Hang back, Ms. Penworth,” I growl as other students walk past my desk to exit the classroom. “We need to discuss your tardiness.”

She blushes, biting her lip and eyeing me through the stream of students, until finally, the last one exits.

“Close the door, Ms. Penworth,” I groan quietly.

Anastasia nods, her face flushed as she turns and walks over to the door. She closes it, and she’s just about to turn, when suddenly, I’m on her. She gasps, moaning as I spin her around and pin her to the wall as I crush my lips to hers. She writhes against me, whimpering into the kiss as she grabs my shirt tightly. Her lips open for me, her tongue finding mine as I growl and grope for the shade to the window in the door. I yank it down, hiding us from prying eyes as I go back to devouring her lips.

“You little tease,” I groan, kissing her deeply as my hands slide down to cup her ass.

“I—I was in a hurry this morning,” she purrs heatedly, grinning wickedly at me. “I just couldn’t find any panties! And I didn’t want to be late!”

I groan as I kiss her again, my hands squeezing that tight little ass as she moans into my lips.

“Didn’t want to be late, huh?” I growl. “What class do you have next?”

“Calc,” she murmurs, panting as her fingers start to tug my dress shirt out of my slacks.



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