Hailee Steinfeld Imagines ✔️

Sugar Mommy

Mentions of Hailee G!P

Y/N's POV:

My girlfriend loves sex.

Obviously. It's one of the main things that we both love to do together. So, when I first met Hailee and immediately figured out she was such a freak in bed, I didn't care. I actually loved it.

But that's besides the point since my actual point is that sex makes Hailee want to spoil me. Let me clarify. Hailee has ranted before to me about how good I can make her feel. Almost like heaven. Whether it's a blowjob, handjob, or just me riding her, she says that every night of sex with me, will always be the best sex she's ever experienced. Her words, not mine.

So due to that, I have her wrapped around my little finger. She buys me anything I want, anything I look at, anything that looks good on me. She wanted to spend all her money on me but most of the time I declined, not wanting to burn a hole in her wallet.

But Hailee didn't care. For Christmas or my birthday, she'd spoil me with a brand new car, or the most expensive perfume. If you couldn't tell, gift giving was her love language. One time she surprised me with Super Bowl tickets, which as you know, are really expensive.

"Babe, have you ever had a diamond ring before?" Hailee asked me as she scrolled on her phone. I set my book down, looking at her with a blank stare. When she felt my eyes on her, she looked up, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion. "What?"

"To answer your question; no, I have not." I started and Hailee's eyes lit up at that, and I already knew that with a few taps of her fingers, that could be quickly purchased. "But I don't need it."

She let out a defeated sigh. "But, babe, don't you want to show off a diamond ring?" Hailee asked.

"No." I shook my head with a small smile, moving to sit in her lap. She immediately put her phone down, looking up at me as her arms wrapped around my waist. "I don't need that unless you're proposing, and even then I don't need tan expensive ring. I'd marry you even if you bought me a paper ring, I don't care." I assured and caressed her cheeks.

"Okay." Hailee smiled, sighing softly. "You're right." She glanced at my hands, eyeing the finger that an engagement ring would be on. "So... you're all for marriage?" She smirked and I smirked back, kissing her lips softly and mumbling on them.

"I am." I whispered and she smiled more brightly, kissing my lips over and over again.

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A/N:

Athletic girls who are wayyy taller than me>>> 😩

I love when older woman call me pet names, like, you're not helping my mommy issues AT ALL.

Also, if you ever see me in person, please keep any comments about my sexual identity to yourself, please. You don't know everything and please do not just assume my gender. People who comment stuff like that out loud, make me want to cry, it's the reason why I hate changing out in high school. So just please, keep your assumptions and thoughts to yourself, especially when I'm already self conscious about it.