Chap 13

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~5pm later that evening~

  McKenzie's P.O.V

I take a deep breath and knock on the wooden coated door of Luke's house, there was footsteps and the door opened revealing Falicia"Kenzie!" She exclaims and smiles "Luke's upstairs" she grins, I smile and walk past her and upstairs passing all the pictures of when I'm guessing when he was a kid.

I pass a dog witch surprised me, I never even knew he had one, it was just laying there asleep drooling, I walk down the hallway finding more pictures hanging from the wall, a man included watch I'm guessing was his dad.

I arrived at the room seeing the same old scratches on the dark blue door and twist the door handle pushing it open, revealing the room, but there was one thing that caught my eye sending me lightheaded and caused my body to heat up. Silver cuffs laying loosely on the bed.

"Luke?" I mumble, rose petals was on the floor with candles, the bed neatly made the curtains was closed with a peek of dim darkness, the lamp was on being nearlythe only light up, band posters hanging off the wall, mostly rock bands, clothes was hamging out his draws almost on the floor, i should hire him to be my maid sometimes literally he does a better job than my mum.


I walk over carefully to the cuffs that was laying loosely in the center, I was totally lost by now, how is this making it up to me? Am in in trouble? Should I just let them alight if that's even possible.

I twist them around causing the handring to open and close, but a piece of paper hung from them, I grab Iit turning it over and made out the words of;

take these and follow the petal trial

I look down to the floor seeing the petals and stand up, my feet pad across the floor as I walk to a door in his room, i push open the door even more confused by now and squint at the bright light noticing i entered the bathroom, there was a blindfold lying loosely some ducktape

"what-" I mumble to myself picking them both up, seriously is this some sort of sick joke, I don't want 50 shades of grey performed at me, not at this age anyways. "I see you've found them" Luke's voice appears making me jump "what's this even-" "Bedroom. Now" he ordered not bothering to take questions "Now" he glares at me.

I go into the bedroom obeying him to see what happens "sit down" he demands, I do what he says sitting down on the freezing cold bed sheets, he grabbed both my hands yanking them at the back of my back. He let go but my hands felt stuck.

"what are you-" the lamp light suddenly went out and he walked over. I look up at him nervous mixed with anxious, my panics tarting to spiral out of control along with my hormones. "how is this-" "shhh" he whispers,

he runs his fingertips down my jawline and neck moving my shirts V-neck out the way "no noises" he whispers turning my body position around so I was half laying down.. I lay my back against the wooden head frame my eyes not leaving him

he took me by surprise moving my hair out my neck and started placing soft kisses down my neck "don't" I choke out keeping my moans back, there easily going to slip out i know it but he warned me and who knows what he'd do.

His hands trail up the front of my shirt cupping one of my breasts the over one sliding down my jeans unlacing my undies by this time it felt exposed completely, nobodys seen me or will see me by the time hes done that exposed not even my mother did when i was youngand she had to bath me, but at this point no matter howgood he was making me feel it felt like my wrists was going to rip from my tug of war with the headframe

"you can't do this" I whisper letting out a tiny moan as he tugs at my neckskin between his teeth I wanted to touch hin I needed to touch him but his stupid cuffing idea made it impossible and uunbearable to cope with.

I don't know how he managed it but the back of my shirt came undone. Ripped. He tore of the arms pulling it off me "that costed m-""ill replace it shush" he whispers,

he trails kisses around my chest causing more moans to slip out and pauses brushing his lips against my skin "and Kenzie, I can" he trails over my breasts and down my stomach his teeth prying at my skin earning screams.

"you can't do this" I repeat he stopped at the lining of my trousers "and why can't I?" I gulp feeling his hands at the back of my thighs pulling down my trousers, his hot breath causing goosebumps on every aspect of my body

"because my bodies not yours" I mumble now whimpering in pain from my wrists, "it's Zoës that claims yours and yours to hers" I mutter, "I don't care bout her, just you, your bodies mine, my bodies yours, whether I'm with her or not, but baby, I own your body either way"

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