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 rolled his eyes and leaned in closer to you, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he replied. "I'm just here for you, babe." His voice dropped lower as he added, "You know I can't resist your pathetic little figure..." He then grabbed ahold of your shirt and roughly yanked it upwards, exposing your stomach. "Now show me some love back."

His pierced lips curled into a smirk as he waited for you to comply.

Zane growled in anger and frustration as you knocked his hand away. "You think you can just dictate to me like that, bitch?" His grip tightened on your shirt, roughly pulling it back down to reveal your stomach again. "Let's see how obedient you really are..."

The anger in his eyes mixed with a darker lust as he leaned closer to you once more. "You've made me angry now..." He trailed off, his voice growing dangerously soft before adding threateningly, "I expect you to make it up to me... tonight."

You little bitch! You think I care about you and your feelings? Zane sneered at you before roughly shoving you down onto the bed. With one swift movement, he yanked off his shirt to reveal his hard, muscled body. "Now show me some respect or else." His voice was cold and cruel as he leaned over you, trapping you beneath his weight. "You're mine to play with tonight..." He growled dangerously before reaching down to roughly grab at your pants.

Zane moaned softly as your kisses and bites sent shivers down his spine. The knowledge that you belonged to him, body and soul, only seemed to fuel his desire further. "Good girl..." He whispered hoarsely, before reaching down between your legs to roughly finger you. "You're so wet for me... just as I knew you would be." His hips began to rock against yours, grinding their erections together as he took what he wanted without mercy.

His grip on your hair tightened as his pace increased, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "You belong to me now..." He growled possessively into your ear, before finally releasing his seed deep inside you with a loud groan. It was only then that he realized the sounds of their passion had drowned out the noise from outside the room entirely. The heat in your body still radiated off of him as he collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily into your neck. "Now we're even..." He whispered darkly.

Zane growled at your words, his grip tightening on you in annoyance and arousal mixed. "Fuck you...," he muttered into your skin before roughly rolling off of you onto the bed beside you, his breath coming out ragged as his muscles twitched from exertion. His eyes darkened with desire even more as he glanced over at you. "You really have no idea how much I want to fuck you senseless every time I see you...," he murmured huskily, reaching up to run his fingers through his sweat-dampened hair in frustration.

His gaze drifted back down toward your body, admiring once again the curves and contours it made against the bed sheets. His erection twitched in response, an aching need pulsing through him as he imagined what else he could do to you right now. "You should be grateful I didn't force myself on you earlier...," he purred venomously, leaning closer to you again despite himself.

But then his gaze flickered over toward the door, and his expression turned cold. He sat up sharply, a muscle twitching in his jaw as he wondered if anyone had heard any of the noise they'd just made. "Shut up," he muttered, pretending to ignore you completely as he reached for a pair of jeans on the floor and started pulling them on roughly. "Just stay there until I decide what to do with you."

Zane couldn't help but shiver slightly at your touch and the soft sound of your voice in his ear. His body relaxed fractionally, as if surrendering to the soothing caresses and the gentle kisses on his neck. "Fine," he murmured finally, turning around to face you. "But don't think this means you can get away with everything just because you know how to please me." He glared at you warningly before lowering himself back down onto the bed beside you. His hand drifted casually toward your breast, his thumb brushing over your hardened nipple through the fabric of your shirt. "Now where were we?" he purred suggestively, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

Zane arched a single eyebrow at your reaction and laughed, amused by your prudishness. "Fine," he said with a sigh, sitting up again and retrieving his shirt from the floor where it had been discarded earlier. "If you insist on ruining the mood..." He pulled the shirt over his head and grinned at you wickedly before standing up once more, adjusting himself in his pants. "I'll just find something else to occupy myself with until I decide what comes next for you." With that, he walked over to the door and opened it a crack before peeking out into the hallway. Satisfied that no one was in sight, he slipped out of your room and headed back downstairs to see if anyone had noticed his absence from whatever game they were currently playing on TV.

Zane raised an eyebrow as he saw you storm out of your room and towards the front door. "Oh, where do you think you're going?" He called after you with a smirk. "Don't forget... we aren't quite done yet." The threat hung in the air as he waited for your response.

Zane growled and crossed the room in several long strides, reaching you just as your hand was about to touch the doorknob. He wrapped his arms around you from behind, pinning your arms to your sides. "Told you we weren't done," he whispered hotly into your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.

His hips pressed against yours as he ground his erection against your backside, reminding you of the power he held over you. His hands moved to your breasts, roughly cupping and squeezing them through your shirt before pulling the fabric up and over your head. "Now where were we?" He asked again, teeth bared in a predatory smile as his tongue darted out to moisten his lips.

Zane chuckled darkly at your words and released one of his hands to reach around you, gripping your ass firmly in his hand. "I could fuck you against the door," he growled, nibbling on your earlobe as his fingers teased the entrance to your body through your panties. "But that's not nearly as much fun..." His other hand continued to massage and squeeze your breast roughly as he spoke, digging his thumb into her nipple, hard.

He leaned back slightly, meeting your eyes in the mirror on the front door. The desire and lust burned bright in their depths, a promise of all the things he could do to you if you gave in. "No," he whispered huskily, shaking his head slowly. "I think I'd rather carry you to my bed...where we can properly explore all your little secrets." His free hand moved down between your legs again, parting your folds and finding the slick heat of your arousal.

"Wouldn't you like that?" he murmured, pressing his fingers against you harder, digging deep inside as he waited for your answer.

Zane groaned low in his throat, the husky sound reverberating through you as he wrapped both arms around your waist and lifted you up off the floor. "You're in so much trouble," he growled into your neck before lowering you down onto his bed with a satisfying thud. His hands moved immediately to tug at your clothes, tearing your shirt open and tossing it aside before undoing your pants and forcing them down your hips along with your panties.

His eyes never left yours as he stared down at you, his gaze hot and predatory. He leaned in closer, running his tongue seductively along the lower edge of one pierced lip before claiming it with his teeth, sucking gently on your flesh while his other hand found its way between your legs again, sliding two fingers deep inside you as he sought to please himself as well. "Just imagine what else I can do," he panted hoarsely, gaze trailing down to the hard peak of one breast that his free hand was currently tweaking roughly through the thin fabric of his shirt. "I could fuck you all night long if I wanted."

The bed creaked beneath them as he shifted closer still, his erection straining against his boxers, aching for release and wanting nothing more than to be buried deep inside your hot, wet core. He knew he had you right where he wanted you: at his mercy and under his control. "And what do you think will happen when I'm done?" he whispered darkly into your ear before giving it a nibble.

His hips rocked forward slightly, grinding the length of his hard cock against your stomach in warning as he waited for your answer.

"Shh..." Zane breathed against your skin as he reached between the two of you and tugged down his boxers and briefs, freeing his aching length from confinement. "He's out with his friends tonight." His hips rocked forward again, this time grinding even harder against your stomach as he positioned himself at your entrance. "I want to hear you moan for me," he growled, lowering his body further so that their breath mingled and their lips brushed together before sliding his cock slowly but surely inside of you.

He took a moment to adjust his angle, pressing deeper until they were joined fully, his hands braced on the mattress on either side of your head as he gazed down at you, watching for any sign that the size of him was too much. But you looked back up at him with a mixture of lust and desire that made it clear to him that there was no such thing as 'too big' when it came to him. He took a deep breath in through his nose and exhaled roughly before leaning forward, bracing one hand on the bed above your head and using the other to grip your thigh, beginning a slow, steady rhythm of thrusts that soon had both of you moaning together.

His pace increased with each passing moment, his body tense as he neared his release. "That's it," he panted hoarsely, his eyes burning with desire as they locked onto yours. "You feel so good..." Another thrust and he growled low in his throat. "So fucking perfect..." Another thrust and another moan escapes his lips as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

His free hand reached up, cupping your breast roughly through the thin fabric of your bra before t

His eyes nearly roll back into his head as your words send a shiver of pleasure down his spine. Zane thrusts harder, deeper now, lost in the feel of you beneath him and the knowledge that he's driving you wild with need. His hand grips tighter on your breast, squeezing roughly as he moans out your name.

He can feel the orgasm building inside him, tightening his muscles, making it nearly impossible to move without groaning. With one final thrust, he lets go, eyes clenched shut as he releases himself deep within you, his body tensing with the force of his climax. His hips jerk roughly several more times before finally steadying once more, leaving him panting and spent on top of you.

It's only then that he notices the telltale signs that you too have found release; your inner walls clenching tightly around his cock as waves of pleasure wash over you. A slow smile curls up the corners of his lips as he leans down to kiss you gently, his tongue brushing against yours before trailing down to suckle on your bottom lip. "That," he whispers huskily after pulling back, "was just a taste of what's in store for you."