Page 17 of His Daring Girl

“I thought I was supposed to be tutoring you in calculus?”

His smirk hits me with another case of the butterflies.

“You are. And I plan on tutoringyouin all things ‘physical education.’”

CHAPTER 12

Chase

My favorite type of math.

As soon as she walks into class, it feels like I’m barreling through a team of opponents on the football field, with ten seconds left on the clock, a tied score shining on the scoreboard. My heart is racing so fast. My mind replaying yesterday’s events: the nervous look in Ruby’s eyes, the way her body was overly sensitive, fluttering with every little touch. Her cute little bush that led me straight to her tight pussy. She was so wet. Then the way she touched me… Fuck. Now, I’m hard again.

“Hey, Ruby!” Presley greets her as she places her book bag down on our table.

“Hey.” Ruby gives her a little smile, barely glancing in my direction as she takes her seat. I feel like an eager puppy waiting for her attention, but she doesn’t give it.

“Morning, baby.” I smile, seeing Presley studying the both of us. It doesn’t seem as though Ruby filled her friend in on what happened between us last night. Cassie used to spread our business to the entire school. The first time I went down on the girl, all my buddies were texting me by lunch that I needed to teach them my mad skills. It made me feel like a champ that I’d done well, but it also bothered me that our private business was blasted like the daily news. Though now, I’m worried I didn’t make a good impression on Ruby since she didn’t fill her friend in on what went down.

“Good morning,” she quickly says, tucking her face behind her long silky hair as she works to pull her things out of her bag. Her cheeks have turned rosy red, and splotches are forming on her neck. I’m making her nervous, and that makes me clueless on how to proceed. I’ve never dated a girl so shy before. All the girls I’ve been with were forward and flirtatious. I knew exactly what they wanted when they wanted it. With Ruby, I don’t even know whether she likes me or not.

All I want to do is grab her and pull her in for a kiss, but I don’t know if I’m allowed. Fuck. Usually, I’m a total baller on the dating playing field, but I don’t know what play to make next.

“I really enjoyed dinner last night with your parents,” I tell her, hoping she’ll recall how easy and comfortable it was between us. We all laughed and talked for hours. I learned so much about Ruby and her family. I learned that behind the shy, little recluse is a goofy girl who apparently loves to play charades. After we ate dinner, I got to see her in action, clowning around, laughing so hard at me as I struggled to get her to guess my clue. I was having such a good time, I didn’t want to leave. But now, Ruby’s acting like last night never happened.

“You had dinner with her family last night?” Presley asks.

That’s another thing that wasn’t shared.

“Yeah, and then the two of us beat her parents at charades. We make quite the team.” I smile at my girl. “Don’t we, babe?”

Ruby finally looks at me, and there’s a smile starting to quirk up her lips. “I’m pretty sure I was the one who carried our team.”

I feign my offense, shaking my head. I was pretty terrible at the game. “I thought my acting skills were amazing.” I chuckle, thinking of how I was rolling around on the ground trying to pretend like a bowling ball instead of just pretend like I was tossing a ball down the ally.

When Ruby laughs, all my nerves dissolve. Seeing her eyes light up, watching her come out of her shell and shine, makes me feel like a fucking champ. And it makes me want more.

“Even my parents said you could use some tutoring on your acting skills.”

Now that is a great idea. “How about this afternoon we have another session? There’s definitely some math I’d like to go over anyway.” An equation of sixty-nine that I’d love to tutor her on.

It’s all I could think about after I left her place last night. I went home and fisted my cock, thinking of her wide hips straddling my head. Her curvy ass in perfect view as her pussy rode my lips. I had her panties stretched over my head and was licking at the crotch as I jerked myself hard to the fantasy. I need to make it a reality. I’m desperate to feel her shy little mouth, unsure of what to do, licking me up and down. Fuck. Now, I’m going to be stiff as a board all fucking day.

The bell rings and I don’t get my answer from her. Mr. Stanley comes to the front, calling everyone’s attention to start class. There’s no way I’m waiting ninety minutes to find out if I’m going to get to play charades with my girl and act out my fantasy. I pull out my phone, tucking it under the table and type my message.

Me:What do you say, baby? Can I come over after school?

I hear her shift across the table, which I’m hoping means she’s writing me back.

Ruby:What’s going on, Chase? I don’t understand what you want from me.

I thought after yesterday it was obvious. I’m crushing hard on the girl. But she still doesn’t trust the fact.

Me:Like I told you, baby. I want you to be my girlfriend.

Ruby:But why?

Her answer is quick to come in, and I feel like I’m in the hot seat again. Telling her I want to be able to kiss her any time I want is too cheesy. Telling her I need to be more than friends because my dick is dying for her attention sends the message I only want sex.

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