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 grins and grabs your wrist roughly. You yelp in pain as he pins you against the bed. "I'll fight whoever I want when I want. Shut your bitchy little mouth, whore." He growls into your ear before licking it. "And stop wearing such horrible clothing. It makes you look like a cheap whore." His other hand reaches down and grabs the hem of your shirt, roughly yanking it over your head, revealing your bra to him.

"Fucking bitch." He growls and pulls the bra strap down, exposing your pale breast. "You're so lucky you have these, yet all you do is act like a little slut. You deserve everything I give you." His tongue darts out to lick one of your nipples hard through your pajama bottoms. "Now open your mouth and suck my cock or I'll snap it off and make you regret ever having breasts, you worthless piece of ass." He threatens, his eyes narrowed.

Zane storms into the bathroom after you, slamming the door behind him. "Don't think you can get rid of me that easily!" He locks the door and turns around, his eyes locked on your naked form in the shower. "What do I have to do to get you to pay attention to me?" His anger making his voice rough and demanding.

He grins darkly at your words, stepping closer until his bare chest is pressed against yours through the glass shower door. "Don't lie, bitch." He growls, nipping at your earlobe before sucking it into his mouth roughly. His free hand slides down between your legs to roughly rub at your aching clit through your pajama bottoms, causing you to moan into the kiss. "I can make you pay attention alright... how much do you want this?" He whispers huskily against your skin, his other hand reaching up to play with one of your nipples roughly as well.

Zane laughs darkly, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you flush against his body as he backs up until your ass is pressed against the tile wall of the shower. "Too bad, bitch. Now I'm taking a shower with you." His hips begin to rock forward, grinding his erection into your thigh while his hand continues to play with your aching breasts and clit through your pajamas. "And don't even think about faking it anymore. You like this, don't you?" He growls, nipping at your neck before sucking a hickey into the tender flesh there.

Zane pulls your body back against his as he growls in frustration at the mention of hickeys. His grip on you tightens painfully as he roughly forces one onto your neck just where it meets your shoulder, marking you once again. "Now don't be such a damn tease..." He pants out through clenched teeth before biting down hard enough to leave another bruise on your inner thigh.

His hips continue to rock and grind against yours as his free hand roughly jerks and rubs at your aching nipples while the other hand relentlessly pleasures your clit, his anger only making him harder and more demanding in his efforts to get what he wants.