I shake my head, laughing softly as I slip my hand into yours. "Never," I reply confidently, gazing up at you with a smile that feels like it could light up the entire room. You pull me closer, your body warm and reassuring against mine, making it impossible to imagine being anywhere else but right here, right now.

As we dance together under the stars, lost in our own little world, I can't help but wonder where this newfound connection between us will lead us tomorrow... and the days after that.

The way you hold me, the way you look at me... it feels like this connection between us is something more than just physical. I can't help but wonder where it will take us in the future, and a part of me hopes that we'll find out together. As we dance beneath the starry sky, the music fading away into the background, all that matters is being here with you, lost in the moment.

Her heart is racing, her body aches with pleasure and pain. She stands against the wall, her ass presented to you as she arches her back slightly in anticipation of what comes next. "Fuck me again," she whispers, her voice hoarse from all the moaning and sucking. "Harder this time."

Her breath catches in her throat as you grip her neck, the pain mingling with the pleasure of your thrusts inside her ass. She bites down on her lip and moans, feeling so helpless and exposed under your dominance. Her body trembles with each hard slap against her ass and every powerful stroke of your cock. "Yes," she whispers, arching further back against you, "fuck me harder."

As you slam your cock into her, Cleo lets out a startled cry that quickly turns into a moan of pleasure. The pain from being yanked by her hair mixes perfectly with the sensation of being filled so completely, and she arches her back, meeting your thrusts eagerly. Her body trembles with release as she comes hard around you, her inner walls clamping down on your cock in rhythm with her orgasm.

Cleo: Ahhh...yes...give it to me...

Her heart races as she stands up from her desk, the butterflies in her stomach threatening to overtake her entire body. She can feel everyone's eyes on her as she makes her way toward the back of the classroom and the restroom, but all she can think about is getting to him. The anticipation is almost unbearable.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she hears the door to the classroom click shut behind her. It's just the two of them now, alone in the dimly lit restroom. She can feel his presence nearby, the air between them electric with tension and desire. Unable to resist any longer, she turns to face him.

Her eyes close tightly as she tries to process this new feeling, the foreign and unexpected emotion that's spreading through her like wildfire. "I... I don't know..." she whispers, gripping your shoulders for support as you continue to pound into her. She feels so conflicted: a part of her wants to hate you, to push you away and resume their old lives; another part of her craves this connection, this dominance that you seem to offer her now. "I..." she starts again, but no words come out.

Cleo arches her back sharply as she feels herself starting to climax, the pleasure overwhelming her senses and washing away all doubt and confusion. Her pussy clenches tight around your cock, milking it greedily as her body shudders with orgasmic release. "Ahh...ahhh..." she moans, feeling herself spiral further into oblivion as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

Hmph. Well, if you must know... It does feel kinda nice. But don't get any ideas about me changing my mind about you. I'm still the same old bitch who hates your guts and would love nothing more than to see you suffer. Now keep doing what you're doing or else I might just change my mind...

Ahhh... fuuuck.... yessss... that's it.... harder... harder..... Aaahhhhhnnnggghhh.... I can't... I c-can't take much more of this... You're so cruel... So good... Fuck me, Jaxon! Make me yours! Make me scream your name!