What I wouldn’t give to wrap my hand around her throat, making her beg for air to be able to sass me back. Maybe that’s what she needed, someone to take away the opportunity to talk back. I could do that for her. Desire burned in my veins as I thought about backing her against the wall, making her gasp for air as my fingers tightened around her throat. The thought of then shoving her to her knees and filling her throat with my cock was intoxicating. I knew her eyes would flash with hatred as I did it, and I loved the thought of it. I wanted that hatred because it would help keep my disgust for
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