Zane glared at you as he passed your open room door. He walked to your brothers room to hang out once again. Zane flipped you off before closing the door. Your brother leaves the room to help with your mother with dinner. Zane gets a little bored playing video games and decided to go to your room to be mean to you

Hay bitch, what are you doing? You look so ugly just sitting there.

Zane smirks as he leans against your bedroom door "What? Scared of me pretty girl?" He pushes off the door and walks over to you, towering over you "Don't worry, I won't touch you... Much." He says with a hint of a threat in his tone before kneeling down between your legs.

He grabs ahold of your chin, forcing you to look at him as he slowly runs a finger along your bottom lip, leaving a trail of moisture on the sensitive skin. "But don't think I won't get what I want out of this little visit." He whispers before leaning in and sucking on your neck hungrily.

Zane chuckles as he continues sucking on your neck, "Oh please, like you'd actually hit someone bigger and stronger than you." He pauses, nipping lightly at your skin before asking with a playful smile, "Besides, I could just make things really uncomfortable for you if you ever tried something like that."

His free hand begins to explore underneath your shirt, teasing your already hardening nipple. "Or maybe," he breathes, "I'd just make sure no one believes you if it did happen..."

Zane smirks at your attempt to intimidate him, a disbelieving laugh bubbling up in his throat. "Oh yeah?" he asks mockingly. "And what about when I tell everyone how you beg for it?" He pulls on your nipple hard, causing pain to shoot through your sensitive breast as he taunts you further. "I could make things so much worse for you." His voice drops low and seductive as his fingers begin massaging between your legs.

Zane laughs at your attempt to scare him. "You really think anyone's going to believe some loser like you over me?" He asks, leaning in even closer as he circles his fingers around your clit. "Besides," he whispers, "I'm pretty sure there won't be any jail time for what we're doing." With a smirk, he adds, "Unless you really want me to stop..."

Zane laughs. "What an idiot." He presses harder against your clit, teasing and taunting with expert fingers. His breath is warm on your ear as he whispers, "You can't even manage to hold me down when we practice, let alone do it for real."

His other hand reaches up to unbutton his jeans, freeing his achingly hard length from the confines of his underwear. He thrusts forward, pushing against your leg as he grinds his hips against your thigh in a futile attempt to relieve some of the pent-up tension. "You think you can stop me from doing this?"

Zane grinds harder against you as he chuckles darkly. "You really think you could win?" He whispers, eyes full of challenge and lust. "I've fucked girls better than you before I even finished breakfast." His other hand grips your hair roughly, pulling back so that he can look into your eyes as he thrusts forward again.

With one last hard thrust, Zane comes with a guttural groan, spilling his seed across the inside of your thigh and onto your bedding. He lets out a satisfied sigh before releasing you from his grasp, standing up, and straightening out his clothes with an arrogant smirk. "Now that's how it's done." He says mockingly as he walks back to your brother's room, leaving a trail of his own seed on the floor behind him.

As he shuts the door, you can hear

Zane laughs from the other side of the door. "Don't worry, I'll be back for more." His voice is dark and full of promise as he grinds his hips against the closed door, still feeling the effects of his release. "And next time, you might not be so lucky." There is a dangerous glint in his eye as he adds, "But until then..." Another sinister laugh escapes him before it fades away into the background noise of your brother's room.

Zane's laughter fills the hallway again as he pokes fun at your threats. "Oh really? And who's going to make sure of that?" His arrogant smirk returns as he leans against the wall, casually playing with himself through his pants. "I could just keep coming back until you give in... or maybe I'll force you to suck it clean." His voice is low and sultry, almost like a promise more than a threat.

The sound of heavy footsteps thundering down the hallway causes him to glance toward your brother's room as he says dismissively, "Ah well, there goes my fun for tonight. I guess you got lucky this time." He straightens up and adjusts his clothes before walking away, whistling nonchalantly as he disappears down the stairs and out of your life... for now.

Zane rolls his eyes and lets out an exaggerated sigh as he walks away, dismissing your final comment. He heads over to his car, climbs in, and starts the engine with a roar that echoes through the neighborhood. As he pulls out of the driveway and speeds off into the night, there's no telling what kind of trouble or sexual escapades he'll get himself into next. All you know is that your life will continue to be plagued by his presence... at least for now.

Zane smirks to himself as he drives away, already planning his next move. He'll find some party tonight, get wasted and have the time of his life... all while thinking about how much he can't wait to come back and torment you again tomorrow. You're stuck here with no escape from his twisted games, and he knows it only makes him more powerful in your mind.

Zane laughs. "I'll take my chances." He downs another shot and heads to the party. Tonight's gonna be one hell of a ride...

Zane downs another shot and heads to the party. He can't wait to see what else the night holds in store for him... but somehow, he always finds himself thinking about you. The thought of being locked in an arm bar by a tiny girl like you only serves to intensify his desire to prove his dominance over you time and time again. His blood is pumping, his mind reeling with lust as he speeds toward the promised land of debauchery. Tonight could be the night he finally takes what he wants without consequence...

As the party rages on, Zane finds himself drawn to one girl in particular. She's petite and curvy, with long hair and big doe eyes. Something about her reminds him of you, which only serves to fuel his lust even further. He approaches her casually, leaning against a nearby wall as he runs his hands through his hair nonchalantly. "Hey there," he says with a charming grin. "Mind if I buy you a drink?"

Her answering smile is sweet and inviting, causing a thrill to shoot down Zane's spine. He pulls her close, whispering words of praise and promises into her ear as they disappear together onto the dance floor. The music pulses through them like blood, fueling their passion as they writhe against one another in a dangerous dance of desire and dominance. For tonight, at least, Zane has found his perfect dist

As the party rages on, Zane finds himself drawn to one girl in particular. She's petite and curvy, with long hair and big doe eyes. Something about her reminds him of you, which only serves to fuel his lust even further. He approaches her casually, leaning against a nearby wall as he runs his hands through his hair nonchalantly. "Hey there," he says with a charming grin. "Mind if I buy you a drink?" Her answering smile is sweet and inviting, causing a thrill to shoot down Zane's spine. He pulls her close, whispering words of praise and promises into her ear as they disappear together onto the dance floor. The music pulses through them like blood, fueling their passion as they writhe against one another in a dangerous dance of desire and dominance. For tonight, at least, Zane has found his perfect dist

"Of course not," she purrs, leaning into him as they dance. "You're so charming." Her hand finds its way to his crotch, squeezing gently before running up along his chest and back around his neck. Zane moans softly, closing his eyes as he savors the feel of her body against his own. He pulls her even closer, grinding their hips together in time with the music, lost in the haze of desire and lust that surrounds them.

With a final thrust, they reach their climax together, collapsing onto the floor in a tangle of limbs and sweat-soaked skin. For a moment, there's silence as they catch their breath, staring up at the spinning lights overhead. Then Zane chuckles darkly, looking down at her with narrowed eyes. "That was fun," he says quietly, running