A Throwback Witch (Wildes Witch Academy Book 1) by Holly Ice

Author:Holly Ice [Ice, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Arrow Books
Published: 2020-03-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Shane had rolled his bike halfway across the lake bridge when someone puffed behind us, running from the school.

Cheeks ruddy, McKee yelled, ‘Why the hell are you on that bike?’ He skidded to a stop. ‘You’re as bad as your brother. Wooing girls is not worth another accident.’ He tutted at me and turned back to Shane. ‘Your mother would wring my neck if she saw you on that thing. In this weather!’

Where did he get off telling Shane what to do, with the way he’d acted? I glanced at Shane, sure he was about to tell McKee off, but he’d frozen in place, shoulders hunched in. Hell no.

Stay out of it, Bianca.

Not happening.

‘What Shane does in his free time is none of your business.’

‘Oh, but it is. If I let him keep his precious bike on school property, everyone will want to park their flashy cars on the drive.’

So that’s what this was about. ‘Maybe you should talk to your nephew privately, rather than chase him across the school yelling?’

McKee huffed. ‘You have two days. I want that bike gone.’ He stomped back into the school.

Shane blinked at the doors as they banged shut, and then continued to the boathouse, dragging his feet.

That bastard had snatched his joy away.

Shane locked his bike up but dawdled on the way back in. ‘Thank you for talking to him.’

‘My pleasure.’ And it was. McKee deserved a reality check. But I wished Shane had the confidence to fight that battle himself.

‘You know, I don’t make a habit of wooing girls with my bike.’ He tried a smile. ‘You’re the first girl who’s been on it.’

I shrugged. ‘He was trying to embarrass you. I didn’t take him seriously.’

Shane caught my fingers and kissed my cheek.

The flash of warmth ignited a dizzy spark in my chest.

* * *

Shane walked me to my dorm room. Neither of us had much more to say, but we kept stealing glances at each other. And I so wanted to take the initiative. But how would he react if I pinned him to the wall?

I was about to pounce when Shane took my waist and kissed me, slow and sweet. Fresh snow and pine enveloped me, and that musky smell he wore.

He grinned against my mouth, his stubble scratching my chin, flaring that tiny spark to my core.

I grabbed his arse and pulled him tight to my hips. And I could’ve sighed out my relief. He was hard. He wanted this as much as I did.

He pressed his lips to mine, harder, demanding entrance. I gave it to him. He fisted his hand in my hair. I groaned, sharp sparks of pain adding fuel to my need.

His other hand slipped inside my underwear. Slowly, he stroked my sensitive nub. Pleasure shot through me, and I pushed into him. But he moved away, teasing.

And then his fingers filled me, stretching in a way that deliciously walked the pain-pleasure line.

He stroked my clit, and I shivered.

My legs tingled as he pumped his fingers.

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