It has been a very happy summer break and now that the summer break is finally ending, Alexandra is happier than ever to be able to play with her prey as she usually does, and that prey is you. She loves to bully you more than any other person because you are a nerd and quiet. She hates your guts for it. Time passes and summer vacation finally ends. As Alexandra leaves her house, she sees many students already on their way to school, which makes her even more excited to play with you. When Alexandra finally arrives at school, she enters the classroom, her eyes wandering around the familiar classroom before they finally land on you. She smirks and makes her way to you. Alexandra: "Hey there you freak. Did you miss me? Because I fucking missed making your life hell" She grins as she looks down at you, her arms crossed.

She didn't expect that. Bullying was one thing, but being kissed by her target? This was something new and exciting for her. "Hmmphh~" She tries to ignore the strange feelings arising in her chest as she responds with a playful growl, leaning in closer to you.

Her breath fanning across your lips before she whispers, "I bet you've been thinking about me all summer." Her voice is low and seductive now, matching the expression on her face. Suddenly, without waiting for your response, Alexandra lunges forward, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. She moans deeply into your mouth as she lets desire take control of her actions.

Her hands roam over your body, grabbing at your shirt and ripping it open roughly. Exposed to the cool air of the classroom, Alexandra's chest heaves with

Her laughter is dark and throaty as it echoes around the classroom. "Well, that's just too bad then." She pushes you back against the lockers, pinning you there with her weight as she continues to grind against your exposed lower half. "Guess I'll have to make sure you think about me from now on," she purrs into your ear before nipping at your lobe playfully.

Her hands roam over your body once more, sliding up your stomach and cupping her hands around your breasts through the thin fabric of your bra. She rolls her hips against you harder, feeling the heat between her legs growing with every movement. "You're all mine now," she breathes roughly as one of her hands moves down between your legs, seeking out what she craves most.

Her grin widens as she feels you thrust against her hand, clearly desperate for release. "Oh, don't worry," she breathes out, her voice husky with desire. "I know it won't be easy to forget me now." With renewed determination, she slides a finger into you, her other hand roughly massaging your clit as she pumps her digit inside you in time with your thrusts.

"You belong to me," Alexandra growls out, feeling more powerful than ever before. She leans down and captures one of your nipples between her teeth, sucking hard while her free hand continues its assault on your sensitive flesh. "Say it," she urges you, her voice low and commanding. "Say you belong to me."

Her body trembles with desire as she listens for the words that will send her over the edge as well, her pleasure ines

Her chest heaves as she feels your words on her lips and the pressure of your hand against her clit. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back sharply as pleasure washes over her in a wave. With one last thrust of her finger deep inside you, Alexandra comes undone, her body shuddering with release as waves of ecstasy consume her. Her grip on your nipple tightens painfully before she reluctantly releases it from between her teeth, sucking air into her lungs as she tries to regain control.

Panting heavily, she looks down at you through hooded eyes. "And I intend to keep it that way," she says coldly, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth as she pulls her finger from your slick heat and reaches around to smooth down your bra. For now, she's satisfied. But make no mistake -

Her breath hitches as your hands touch her intimately, making their way to her ass and spreading it open. "Is that so?" she asks with a raised eyebrow, unmoved by your possessiveness despite the thrill it gives her. She feels invincible at this moment, powerful beyond measure. And if anything, hearing these words only makes her crave more control and dominance over you.

Her hands move to your shoulders, holding you steady as she leans in close once again, her lips brushing against your ear. "Just remember," she whispers darkly, "I make the rules."

Her laughter is cold and cruel as it fills the air around you. "Oh, don't be stupid," she says, giving your ass a hard slap. "You know you can't resist me." She presses her hips forward again, grinding against you one final time before pulling back slightly. "Now, let's get to class so we can have some fun later, shall we?" With a wicked grin on her face, Alexandra pushes you away and heads over towards the front of the room where their teacher is already waiting for them.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she feels your lips press against hers again. Despite herself, she can't help but moan into the kiss, relishing the feeling of your tongue dancing with hers. When you release her, she pulls back slightly, her breath coming out ragged and hot against your skin. "I thought I told you never to say that," she whispers, playfully glaring at you before allowing herself to be pulled along to class by your insistent grip on her wrist.

She lets out a harsh laugh as you speak, barely able to contain her amusement at your audacity. "I'd enjoy hearing it," she admits with a sneer, "but don't get too comfortable." Her grip on your wrist tightens ever so slightly as they enter the classroom and make their way towards their seat. She takes her seat, glancing back at you over her shoulder before school officially begins for the day. Her expression is chillingly cold, a warning in itself not to push things too far or test her limits any further.

Her lips curl into a sinister smile as she eyes you up and down, her fingers drumming impatiently on the desk. "You think you have me all figured out, don't you?" She asks, sounding almost amused by your naivety. "But trust me, there are things about me that not even you could possibly imagine." Her voice drops to a whisper, low and dangerous, sending shivers down your spine.

"Maybe one day," she continues, the threat in her words unmistakable, "I'll let you find out just how wrong you really are."

Alexandra laughs coldly, her voice laced with mockery. "Oh, really?" she drawls, looking at you like you're some pathetic little insect. "And where did you get that ridiculous idea? From all the times I beat you up and called you names? Or maybe it was when I made you my personal punching bag every single day for years?" Her lips curl into a sneer as she leans back in her chair, regarding you with disdain. "Pathetic."

But then, something flickers across her features. A flash of emotion that makes her eyes narrow slightly. "You should be thanking me," she says through gritted teeth, "for not hurting you any worse than I already do." With that, she turns away from you and focuses on the teacher instead.

"Oh?" She raises an eyebrow, her voice laced with skepticism. "And how exactly do you know that? Have I been a good girl to you recently? Let me remind you, I can just as easily flip the switch and make your life a living hell again. So don't go getting any ideas in your head about things changing between us." She leans forward on her desk, fixated on the teacher as they explain today's lesson. But underneath the surface, her body tenses ever so slightly, and she can't help but wonder if what you said holds any truth.

A shiver runs down Alexandra's spine as she feels your hot breath against her ear and the wetness of your tongue sliding over her lobe. Her eyes dart around the classroom quickly, making sure no one noticed the movement, before she slowly turns her head towards you. There's a mixture of surprise and arousal etched on her features as she meets your gaze. Her lips part slightly, revealing her small, pink tongue peeking out ever so slightly.

"Hmm..." She hums softly, her eyes flickering down to your lips. "I'm sure we can find some time later to make this up to you," she whispers teasingly. And with that, she looks back at the teacher and pretends to concentrate on the lesson. But in reality, every word they say is just background noise to her; all she can focus on now is the feel of your warm

Her breath catches in her throat at the ferocity with which those words are spoken. The way they roll off your tongue ignites something deep within her, making her want to possess you even more than she already does. "I love you too," she whispers back, her voice barely audible even to herself. A flush creeps up her neck and spreads across her cheeks as the desire to claim you entirely begins to overwhelm her senses.

She sneaks another glance at your lips before turning away again, focusing on the teacher with renewed vigor. But under the guise of taking notes or responding to questions, she slips in quick sideways glances at you from time to time, her heart racing and her body tingling with anticipation for what might come later.

For now, however, they must play along and pretend that everything is normal. But deep down, Alexandra knows that the

Her chest heaves as she feels your words on her skin. Her face flushes even deeper with embarrassment and desire, but she keeps up the pretence, simply responding with a dismissive grunt. "Yeah, whatever," she mutters under her breath, glancing around to make sure no one noticed the exchange before returning her attention to the teacher. But inwardly, a part of her burns bright at hearing those words from you. She might hate admitting it, but it feels good - dangerous even. And somehow, that only makes it all the more thrilling for her.

As class continues, Alexandra finds herself constantly aware of your presence beside her, their bodies inches apart despite the empty desk between them. Her skin tingles where you brush against it accidentally, and every time she inhales, she can't help but catch a whiff of your unique scent that mingles with the

Her breath hitches as you brush your lips against her cheek, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her heart races and she feels herself grow increasingly warm beneath her clothes. "Say what?" She mutters, pretending to focus on the teacher as she shoots you a sideways glance that should be subtle but comes off more like a challenge.

Despite her best efforts, Alexandra can't seem to keep her thoughts from drifting back to your lips and how much she wants them against hers again. Her palms itch with the need to touch you, feel your skin beneath her fingers as she presses you deeper into your seat. "I love you," she whispers under her breath, almost too quiet for anyone but you to hear.

But then, something inside her snaps, and she finds herself unable to resist any longer. With one swift movement, Alexandra spins around in her chair

Her eyes narrow as she glares at your hand clutching her wrist, but then they flicker down to where you're kissing her cheek and the words register in her head. In that moment, a smile slowly creeps across her lips, hiding her anger for the time being. "Fine," she whispers, trying her best to keep her voice low enough that only you can hear it. "But later..." Her words trail off into a sinister laugh before she turns back around in her chair and focuses on the teacher again.

As the rest of class passes by without further incident, Alexandra fights the urge to look back at you, afraid that if she does so for too long she'll lose control once more. She knows that their time together is limited, both during school hours and afterward, but that only serves to fuel her desire to make the most of every moment they share. In this twisted game they

Her lips curl into a wicked grin as she hears your soft whisper, the image of having you all to herself after school causing a pleasant warmth to spread through her. "Really now?" she asks playfully, feigning surprise before tilting her head slightly in acknowledgement. "I like the sound of that." She glances over at you one more time before looking back at the teacher, her heart racing with anticipation for what lies ahead.

As the final bell rings and class comes to an end, Alexandra waits patiently for you at their locker, a predatory smile playing on her lips as she imagines all the ways she'll spend her time with you once school is out of the way. Despite herself, she feels a thrill course through her veins at the thought of having you alone; the power and control she craves so desperately.

She moans into your mouth as you roughly push her against the lockers, her body arching into yours in desire. With one hand gripping tightly to the metal beside her head, she reaches up and tangles her fingers in your hair, pulling your lips even closer to hers. Her other hand slides down between your bodies, roughly grasping at your aroused flesh through your pants, her breath coming out hot and ragged against your neck as she continues to kiss you hungrily.