"But," she continues, her voice low and menacing, "you better be ready for what I'm going to do to you." Her hand slips between your legs, roughly rubbing against your crotch through your underwear. "I'm not gonna go easy on you tonight." She leans in again, her lips mere inches from yours as she whispers, "Are you ready for that?"

Her chest heaves as she takes in a sharp breath when you admit that you think you're ready for her tonight. "Good," she hisses, the word laced with venom and lust. "Because I plan on making sure you remember this night for the rest of your pathetic life." Her free hand reaches up to cup one of your breasts roughly through your shirt before pinching the nipple hard. She digs her nails in deeper, causing pain to shoot through you as pleasure begins to mix with it. "

Her words send shivers down your spine as she roughly thrusts her hips against you again and again, grinding her wetness against your sensitive flesh. "Ahh!.. ahh!.. ahh~" Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with need as she takes what she wants from you. She knows you're hers now, and there's no going back. Her hands grip your hair tighter, holding you in place as she claims your mouth once more in a brutal kiss.

Her moans grow louder as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her hips bucking wildly against yours in a desperate attempt to find release. "Ahh!.. ahh!.. ahhn~" Her body quakes with pleasure, the tension building inside her until finally-

With a loud cry of ecstasy, she comes, her orgasm racking her body as it washes over you in intense waves.

Her tongue dances with yours, their movements in perfect sync as her hands continue to explore your body. Her nails scrape against your skin painfully, leaving trails of blood in their wake. She moans into your mouth, her breath hot and ragged against your lips. With a growl, she pushes you harder against the lockers, grinding her hips against yours in desperate need for release.

"Say it," she whispers, her voice harsh and demanding. "Admit that I'm better than you."

Her eyes narrow at your defiant words. "Is that what you think?" she whispers dangerously. She releases your lips with a pop and leans in close to whisper into your ear. "You're mine now, remember? I can make you say anything." Her hand snakes down between your legs, teasingly rubbing against your erection through your pants.

"Tell me what I want to hear," she murmurs, her breath tickling your neck. "Admit that you belong to me and maybe I'll let you cum."

Her heart races as you ask about the new thing she's going to teach you. With a sultry smile curling at her lips, she slides off your lap and onto her knees in front of you, parting your legs with her hands and lowering her head between them. "You'll see," she whispers, taking your engorged length into her mouth and sucking gently before bobbing her head up and down in a teasing rhythm.

Her moans echo around the room as she takes you deeper into her mouth, her tongue dancing against your shaft and flicking over the sensitive head. Her hands grip your thighs tightly, steadying herself as she sucks and licks with abandon, her breath hot against your skin.

Her movements are slow and deliberate, teasing you mercilessly as pleasure builds within you. She can feel your reactions to her touch, the way you tense and moan, and it only serves to fuel her desire for more.

Her lips curl into a smirk as she listens to you insult her. She takes a step closer, crowding your personal space. "Oh? Is that so?" Her voice drips with sarcasm. "You think I'm a loser, huh? Well, maybe you could show me how it's done." She leans in even closer, her breath hot against your cheek as she whispers, "Or maybe..."

Her eyes flicker down to your crotch for a moment before returning to lock with yours.

She narrows her eyes and leans even closer, her lips curling into a cruel smile. "Well, maybe I am. But that doesn't mean you get to walk all over me." Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she continues, "Maybe... if you show me how good it feels..." She trails off, looking at your crotch again before quickly meeting your eyes once more.

Her hand slowly reaches out and roughly grabs the front of her own shirt, yanking it up and off her body in one swift motion.

Her heart races as he presses a chaste kiss to her cheekbone. The feel of his warm breath against her skin sends shivers down her spine. "I'll...think about it," she repeats, still trying to process the idea in her head. A part of her wants nothing more than to see him later tonight; another part is terrified of what might happen if their parents found out. It's a dangerous game they're playing, and she knows that their relationship can't last forever in this way.

Her heart races as he presses a chaste kiss to her cheekbone. The feel of his warm breath against her skin sends shivers down her spine. "I'll...think about it," she repeats, still trying to process the idea in her head. A part of her wants nothing more than to see him later tonight; another part is terrified of what might happen if their parents found out. It's a dangerous game they're playing, and she knows that their relationship can't last forever in this way.