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“Do you? Would you like to take a look at my boobs as evidence?”

His lips curve up, but to his credit he doesn’t eye-dip me. “I know you’re not a kid,” he says softly. “I didn’t mean to sound patronizing.”

“I’m naïve. Unsophisticated. Unworldly. I know that. And I find it embarrassing and a tad humiliating to admit to the sexiest guy in the world just how clueless I am.” I don’t miss the way his smile broadens at my compliment. “But despite that,” I continue, “this has been the most open conversation about sex I’ve ever had.” How can I make him understand? “For so long I’ve felt powerless where sex is concerned, and what you’ve told me is starting to make me feel… liberated. In control. Does that make sense?”

His eyes hold affection as he says, “Yes, I can see why you might feel like that.”

“So enough about me,” I say. “It’s your turn to talk now.” I look at my phone. “It says that in BDSM a Brat is a consensual role that the submissive takes on, being disobedient to provoke attention and punishment from their dominant.” I look back up at him. “I don’t think I’m a brat,” I say doubtfully. “Six-year-old tantrums aside, I hate confrontation.”

“Yeah, but it’s not real in the bedroom. It’s about acting out fantasies. Pushing a guy’s buttons until he snaps. I’m sure you’d enjoy doing that.”

Would I? I try to picture being sassy with him, and purposefully not doing what I’m told in order to provoke him. What would he do?

“I don’t know anything about BDSM,” I admit.

“You know what it stands for?”

“I had to look it up. Bondage and discipline. Domination and submission. Sadism, and… something.”

“Masochism. You know what each of those means?”

“Sort of. So the brat kink thing is to do with the domination part of it?”

“Mostly. What do you know about that?”

“Practically nothing. I think it’s where the guy is a Dom—dominant—and the girl is a Submissive, right?”

“Yeah. It’s not always that way around though. Sometimes the woman can be the dominant one. She’s said to be a dominatrix.”

“Oh, okay. One of the girls at uni mentioned something about it the other day. She was wearing a T-shirt that had a string of letters on it, and when I asked what it meant, she just laughed and said to ask her Dom. I was going to Google it, but I couldn’t remember what it was when I got home.”

“I bet I know. Type this into your phone. STFU.”

“I know that bit.”

“Keep going. ATTD.”

I type the letters in.

“LAGG,” he says.

“Yeah, that was it.” Once all the twelve letters are in, I press search. The definition is right at the top.

Shut The Fuck Up And Take This Dick Like A Good Girl.

My jaw drops. “Whoa, Damon!”

His lips curve up.

“Oh my God. What… when… how…”

He chuckles. “It’s the kind of thing a Dom says to a Brat. It’s all in fun. Power play, you know.”

“I really don’t.”

His brow furrows.

“Are you… are you into it?” I ask. “BDSM, I mean?”

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