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Bastian

I should have looked away, shouldn’t have thought about how she’d look pressed against the mantle with her plaid skirt pulled up and over her hips, her legs spread, and her gaze trained on ed me with her expression to fuck her

To claim her

I shouldn’t have thought about any of that given the fact that she was barely twenty, I ice her age, and her father was my best friend since ere kids

And it wasn’t until her eighteenth birthday, when I joined the fa, that I realized how she turned into a beautiful, intelligent woman It was then I saw her as a woman, a luscious, curvy fe to make her mine, to make that a reality

I could hear Aston talking, butwith one of her friends as they decorated the Christmas tree If it weren’t for Holly, Aston’s house would never have any holiday cheer Ever since Barbara, his wife, passed away three years prior, Holly s as festive as they used to be

I think I fell in love with her a little bit ht about that

Love

That’s what I felt for her, this once innocent and genuine, pure e more I felt possessive of her, territorial The very idea that another man would knohat she felt like, how her hair smelled fanned out across a pillo she sounded in the throes of passion, rownafter his crush

But this wasn’t a crush This was real, and the only reason I hadn’t gone after her, told her I wanted her as mine, that I couldn’t walk aas because of the ht in front of me