There wasn’t a lot that Declan knew about Bianca beside what he knew about her in a sexual sense. All he knew was that he wanted her, and he wanted her bad. It was kind of refreshing, not having to worry about silly drama or strings that may be tied. It seemed like she just wanted to fuck, which was of course fine by him. And from what he had learned, the girl had some serious kinks. Kinks that could quite possibly rival his own. After a night of staring at his phone, he finally gathered up the courage to dial her number. He was ready to make this happen.
“My door is unlocked,” he spoke quietly, pacing his apartment shirtless. “Come in. I’ll be waiting for you. And I’m ready to fucking give you your punishment.” He dimmed the lights of the apartment and waited, his heartbeat accelerated in excitement.
You’re so handsome sir.
I love it when you call me sir…
Quit trying to get on my good side, whore.
I kind of find you to be absolutely captivating…
//Let’s do it. :)
I will be back tomorrow! Lots of graduation festivities and celebrations this weekend.
Get here as soon as possible, whore. I want do take my frustrations out on your hot, completely undeserving body.
I’m going to bed, or at least getting off the computer. I can’t remember the last time I was this pissed off about anything. Sucks to know you were never a ‘big part’ of someone’s life, yet this same person can still manage to make you feel like absolute shit with just a few words. You know who you are. Real nice.
//I WANT TO WRITE IT SO BAD. asap. plz. :D
Come on. I don’t kiss and tell. Let’s just say that I greatly enjoyed the first year of my college experience.

No actually. I wasn’t Sophie’s first, contrary to popular belief. I’ve only taken one girl’s as far as I know.
