My Beautiful Girl

seventeen ♡ kinky boyfriend and dirty sheets

• [ WRITTEN AGAIN ON 12-16-15 ] •
OKAY SO I LOOKED BACK OVER THIS AND SAW THAT I HAD THOUSANDS OF MISTAKES AND I WENT BACK AND FIXED THEM. SORRY FOR THR INCONVENIENCE.
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I woke up naked. I flipped over and came face to face with Luke. I smiled at the sight and poked him. He stirred and woke up.

"Hi." I whispered. He mumbled a greeting and rubbed his tired eyes. I sat up and went on my phone. I started reading this book that had a bunch of kinks in it. I wonder if Luke has any. Should I ask him? Would that be weird? I bit my lip and glanced over to him. He was sitting up too and was looking at his phone. I finally built up enough courage to ask. I climbed into his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Hey, Luke?"

"Yes?"

"This is awkward....."

"What?"

"I was just wondering if...."

"What?"

"Would you tell me everything?"

"Of course I would. Why are you asking?"

"It's a weird question, never mind."

"What is it?"

"Would you tell me if..."

"What?"

"You had any kinks?" I rushed out quickly. He stared at me confused.

"What? I didn't hear you." He replied.

"Do you have any kinks?" I said a little bit slower.

"Oh..." He trailed off.

"It's a stupid question." I said, embarrassed. I covered my face with my hands. He pulled my hand from in front of my face.

"I actually do." He confessed.

"Really? What are they?" I asked.

"Um, well, I like to be called daddy. It's kind of weird but I like to use a blindfold. And the last one is I like to fuck my girlfriends roughly." He admitted.

"So basically you like to be called daddy, you liked to be blindfolded, and you like rough fucking? You like that white 50 shades of grey bullshit." I said to him. He chuckled and shook his head.

"Have you ever seen that movie?"

"No. But people said that they used whips and blindfolds, I think, and I'm not okay with that shit."

"Maybe I can try these with you?" He suggested.

"Maybe." I shrugged. I got up and grabbed my towel, walking towards my bathroom. I looked back at him and saw him staring at my butt.

"But when it comes to being blindfolded, you're going to be the victim." I smirked. I then disappeared into the bathroom.

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"No!"

"He definitely likes you!"

"No, he doesn't!"

"Stop lying!"

"I'm not lying. He's a senior and he won't like me because I'm not blonde and a cheerleader!"

"Sierra what are you talking about? You are a cheerleader."

"Oh, yeah. When's next practice?"

"Today after lunch. Stop getting off topic!"