Page 44 of White Hole

“You tried to ruin mine by messing with my practice exam!”

“Hence, the name ‘practice’. It wasn’t fucking up your future. Seriously, give it back.”

She smirked. “Or else, what?”

“No ‘or else’. We’re done with this shit.”

“Maybe I’m not.”

Stepping into her tiny body, I grasped her thick brown hair, pulling her face up to meet mine. “Sins, I’m not playing. Give me the notebook.” She held her breath and didn’t speak. Watching her chest rise and fall so fast, her puckered little mouth, her insolence… it all made my dick raging hard. Narrowing my eyes, I lowered my lips to touch hers lightly. “Princess, if you don’t give me that notebook back right now, I’m going to fuck you in front of that nerd group sitting in the next alcove.” I nodded my head in the direction.

She gasped and I had the urge to stick my finger between her parted lips. “You wouldn’t.”

“You going to give me the notebook?”

She grimaced. Twisting her by her hair, I turned her body so she was bent over the study table. She hit it with a thud and tried to squirm away. “Ow!”

“I guess I need to make you give it up.” I pushed an arm into her back to hold her and with my free hand, reached down to lift her skirt. She wanted this. It’s why she’d listened to me and wore one today. When I slid it up her thighs, my breath hitched. First at her naughty schoolgirl thigh-high stockings. The tops revealed some old surgery scars, but that was not what made me hard as a fucking rock. Kinsley, Miss Priss, had forgone underwear.

“No panties, princess?”

She whimpered and shook her head.

“Fuck. You really needed this cock today, didn’t you, dirty slut?” I ran a finger down her pussy lips. She jolted. My hand was coated in her sopping wetness. “Mmm. Tasty.” I sucked on my fingers.

I was calling her out, but I needed to fuck her just as much as she needed me. I’d been trying to avoid it, but her fucking Chanel perfume. Her infuriating mind. That dark hair knotted between my fingers. Little sassy lip. She was maddening. And I had to expel the feeling with my ejaculation.

Pulling my arm back fully, I smacked her bare ass cheek with a giant swat. She made some weird noise of pain, surprise, and pleasure while shifting from foot to foot and trying to look behind her.

“Shh!” Came from the alcove next to us.

Leaning over her back while unzipping my jeans, relief flooding me as my dick got more room to breath. “You better be quiet, princess, or that guy will come over here and see you getting it hard.” I spanked her again, and she yelled behind her closed mouth.

Pulling out my cock, I ran it through her dripping pussy lips before lining up and plunging in. Sins was a trooper. She held it together, though I knew it was a lot for her to take.

To make room for my thickness, she climbed up on the table and spread her legs wide. I let go of her hair and grabbed her hips. She stretched her arms in front of her, gripping the opposite side of the table for leverage while humping my long dick. Like a fucking pro. I watched her go for a full minute.

Leaning over her back, I slid a hand up to her throat. Her quiet grunts while she worked me were making my balls tingle. “Princess, I think you’ve just received your coronation to size queen. You’re taking this big dick so good.” I kept my voice low. I didn’t give a shit if the twerp next to us came over or not. As soon as he saw me, he’d turn the other way. Or I’d make him, not wanting him to see my girl like this.

Kinsley grabbed my hand around her neck and pulled it up to her mouth. I put my other around her chest, twisting her nipple through her shirt. Her moans were muffled under my skin. She opened her mouth enough to bite my finger. I pushed in harder.

“Milk the cum out of me. Take it.” I sucked her neck and could feel her pussy clench and pulse on my cock while she screamed behind the wall of my hand. Fuck, I was waiting for that. I thrust rapidly and exploded, shooting off ropes of cum deep inside her while her hot interior squeezed me dry. Leaning on my elbow, I held there until the last pulse of our orgasms faded.

Panting, I breathed in her ear. “Now, you going to be a good girl and give me that notebook, or do I need to spank you more, brat?”

I moved my hand as she whispered, “I’ll get it. Truce.” She melted onto the table as I pulled out of her, cum dripping onto the surface. Pursing my lips, I thought about the next sorry soul that had to sit there. Oh, well. Worth it.

She slid off the table and pulled down her skirt. Then, she waddled wide legged to her bag and pulled out my notebook, handing it to me.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Kinsley lifted one side of her mouth. “Actually, that wasveryhard.”

I snorted. “Sit. We have studying to do. You have an A to earn.”

“Didn’t I just earn it?”

“Not until I fuck you in the A.”

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