Page 8 of Stealing His Christmas Present

I had to have her.

I had to punish her.

Show her the true darkness of the world.

Once I claimed her as mine, I’d finally be free of her forever.

I’d stop wondering what it would be like to kiss her again. To touch her soft skin. Taste her. To bury my cock deep inside her while she cried out in pleasure.

I’d be free of everything that had happened in the past five years. I’d put it all behind me.

She’d stop being my tormentor who wouldn’t leave me alone even when I was asleep.

I’d take control and she’d become my prey instead.

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