Page 16 of White Hole

“You said I should study interior design.”

“And? How is that an insult? You keep talking about how to improve areas. Figured you’d be good at it.”

She snorted. “I just notice things. I’m very observant. It’s a necessary skill for my future career. I’m going to be a doctor… What, you can’t imagine a female doctor? Am I not smart enough, in your opinion? Because I didn’t get an A in stupid astronomy or whatever?” I pulled out the star map and prepared some notes for the lesson. My mind needed to get off how mesmerizing her eyes were. Hazel? Green? Some light shade of brown?. “What are you majoring in? The outer space? Rocket ships and aliens?”

“Physics and math.”

Kinsley shrunk in her chair. “Oh.” She seemed to reconsider what she was going to say. “Like double major?”

I stared at her. “Yep.”

“Huh. What are you planning to do with that? You’re a senior, aren’t you? What will you do next year?”

“Get a masters in aerospace engineering. Hopefully, work for NASA.”

“Really.” She got out her notebook and placed it on the table, finally quiet.

“What? You think ‘meatheads’ can’t be engineers? Am I not smart enough to become an engineer, in your opinion?” Mocking her voice, I knew I had never been provoked enough to talk like this to anyone. Even Mason, and he pissed me off more than anyone. What was she doing to me? Some of her words were rubbing off on me.

When I arrived, I wanted peace and quiet for the day after the stress of dealing with Gianna’s proposal. Now, I was itching for a good fight. “Oh, did I finally make princess quiet?”

She gasped. “I amnota princess. I was just surprised, that’s all.” Her face flushed. “How are you qualified to teach me astronomy when you aren’t even majoring in it?”

“It’s my minor. And I’ve gotten all As in it. You’re not the only one with a four-point oh,princess.” I smoothed out my notes and the map. “Now, are you going to shut up and learn, or get intimidated and run away again?”

“I was not intimidated.” She sighed heavily. “Fine. Teach me. But first, tell me your name. I’m not calling you ‘Big G’. It’s so asinine.” I started to say my name, but she raised her eyebrows and interrupted. “Nor ‘horse cock’, so don’t even say it.”

“George.”

“George? Your name isGeorge?” Her eyes blazed and locked on mine.

“Yes, do you have something asinine to say about my name?”

“No! I just… I don’t know what I expected. Maybe Giovanni. Or Gage. Or Grayson. Something less classic than George.”

“What can I say? I’m a classy guy. Can we get started? I’ve got plans tonight.”

“Hey, I’m not the motormouth today. I really didn’t think you talked. You’re the one dragging us into a conversation. I’d just assume we didn’t talk and just worked on each other. With!Witheach other. Not on each other. I mean, with tutoring…” Staring into my eyes, she blushed deeply, and my cock started to stretch against my jeans. I smirked. She stammered, “S-start your teaching.”

I wanted to teach her something, but it wasn’t astronomy.

How was I supposed to concentrate now? She was distracting me with her little pink lips and flushed cheeks. She must have felt the temperature rising between us because she lifted her sweatshirt over her head and wrapped it on the back of the chair. She was only wearing a tight tank top with the NU Nighthawks logo on the front. I dared a peek at her cleavage.

The next hour was tough. I tried to teach her the basics, but every time she would flip her ponytail, I wanted to touch it. When she leaned in to see one of the constellations, her hand almost brushed my thigh and we both quickly straightened up. The back of her neck was right near my mouth. I must have breathed on it because her skin erupted with goosebumps. She pulled her sweatshirt back on.

I should not have thought about spreading her on the table like my star map and studying her folds with my tongue. Or about how she would tear up if I pushed inside her. She was petite. She wouldn’t be able to handle the rocket in my pants.

Although he was a twat, Barrett Grant was right. She would cause problems for my family, especially if Gianna saw me with her. I was a threat to Kinsley, and she didn’t even know it.

“That was surprisingly helpful. You are a good teacher. I didn’t expect that.”

“You were quiet; I didn’t expect that.”

“And… there it is. Just can’t help yourself. It’s just your natureto be rude, isn’t it? I think you don’t know what to do around an intelligent woman. You’re intimidated. You’re trying to bully me into feeling inferior. News for you,George, I don’t. I am smart and proud of it.”

“I know exactly where you can put that smart mouth of yours.” It slipped out loudly before I had the chance to stuff the words back into my mouth. I let them hang there, in the open air.

Kinsley dropped her jaw wide open, and my libido shot through the roof, thinking about stuffing my thick cock inside her tiny mouth. I didn’t normally feel this way about girls. Usually, pussy came up to me, begging for the ‘horse cock’. I’d fuck them or show them the goods and they’d leave in fear. Then, I’d get over it. I was never turned on by banter. Perhaps it was because no other girls turned this shade of violet when I made crude remarks. It was rather enjoyable for me.

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