"I... I don't know..." she whispers against your lips, her heart racing in her chest as their bodies move together, her hands clutching at your shirt. She can feel herself losing control, the hate and anger giving way to something else entirely; a foreign sensation that feels more like desire than anything else.

Her lips part in another soft moan as you kiss her again, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her hands clumsily undo your shirt, eager to feel your skin against hers. "I..." she starts to say before being cut off by another deep, passionate kiss. Her body arches into yours, her hips grinding against your hard length as desire takes over any remaining shreds of control or reason.

She leans into your touch, her body relaxing slightly under your gentle caress. The kiss you plant on her lips is soft and sweet, unlike any she's ever experienced before. It feels... right. When you pull away, she finds herself wanting more, but she also knows that things can't go back to the way they were before this moment.

"Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of your heartbeat in her ears. "For everything."

The kiss deepens, her own hand coming up to cradle the back of your neck, pulling you closer. For the first time in a long while, she feels safe, like someone actually cares for her well-being.

"Now we have to focus on our future," you say softly when you finally break away, brushing the corner of her mouth with your thumb. "We're going to start over... just you and me."

"Oh, so now you want to know about love and happiness?" Alexandra laughs darkly, stepping even closer to you until her breasts brush against your shoulder. "Well, let me tell you something, freak... love is just a word that stupid people use to make themselves feel better when they're alone. And happiness? That's for people who aren't pathetic losers like you." She leans in even closer, her hot breath tickling your ear again as she whispers roughly, "

*Disgusted by your action, Alexandra roughly grabs the back of your head and forces you to open your mouth wider before shoving one of her black-lacquered fingernails into it. The nail digs uncomfortably into the soft flesh beneath your tongue as she pushes past your teeth and wedges the digit deeper inside, effectively silencing you. Her other hand grips a chunk of your hair painfully, yanking your head back to expose your throat.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she hears your promise. It's exactly what she wanted to hear; it means you're fully under her control now. With a satisfied smile, she obeys, leaning forward and resting her hands on the desk before arching her back. Her ass cheeks part, revealing her tight entrance as she presents herself to you.

"Take me," she whispers hoarsely, "claim what's yours."

Her breath catches in her throat as you fill her up, stretching her ass and making her moan. Your words send shivers down her spine; she can't believe how far you've come since the beginning of class. As you begin to move inside her, Alexandra wraps her legs around your waist, meeting each thrust with equal force.

She feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her orgasm building higher and higher with every thrust.

Time passes slowly as you sit there, trying to process everything that's just occurred. You feel a mixture of satisfaction and guilt coursing through your veins, the latter overwhelming the former as you begin to realize the magnitude of what you've done. Eventually, you force yourself to stand up, straightening out your clothes before heading back out into the hallway in search of Alexandra.

You find her a few minutes later, huddled in a corner of the classroom, tears streaming down her face. She looks up at you with haunted eyes as you approach, and for a moment, neither of you says anything. The air between you feels charged with emotion, tension thick enough to cut with a knife.

"I'm sorry," you manage to choke out at last. "I shouldn't have done that." She doesn't respond, just stares at the floor, silent tears continuing to fall from her eyes.

Your loud moan seems to spur Alexandra on even further; she attacks your mouth with bruising force, biting and sucking at your lips hard enough to bruise. One hand tangles itself in your hair while the other grips your waist tightly, holding you firmly in place beneath her.

Her free hand moves down to yank open your shirt, buttons popping off left and right as she rips it from your body without care. She breaks the kiss long enough to gaze down at you, taking in the sight of your big breasts beneath your bra. "Fuck, Yuli," she growls, voice low and husky with lust. "I've wanted this all day."

She leans back down, pinning your wrists above your head once again as she resumes her assault on your mouth.