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 snorts at your comment. "What do you think? We're hiding it from them?" He says as he takes another puff from the joint and passes it to James. Looking back at you, his gaze is intense, almost predatory. "You know what you could do to make this more interesting?" He asks with a sly smile.

Zane rolls his eyes and laughs, "Oh, you little bitch." Standing up, he walks over to you. His movements are slow and deliberate, as if he's stalking you. Once he's close enough, he gently traces a finger down the side of your cheek. The touch sends shivers down your spine, and your heart starts racing. "How about this?" He says in a low voice, his breath warm against your ear. "You breathe in when I exhale"

The feeling of his warm breath and tongue entering your mouth send shivers down your spine. You close your eyes as the smoke fills up your lungs. The effect is instantaneous; your head begins to swim and you feel a pleasant haziness envelop you. When he pulls back, Zane grins wickedly, his blue eyes glinting with amusement. "How was that?" He asks, giving you another shove.

You blink several times, trying to clear your vision as the high begins to kick in fully. "I-It was..." You stammer, feeling a rush of heat fill your cheeks. "In...interesting," you manage to squeak out, your voice coming out higher than normal.

Zane laughs, deep and throaty. He steps closer once again, bends down so he's almost nose-to-nose with you, his lips inches away from yours. "That's my good girl," he murmurs, the tip of his tongue flicking out to wet his bottom lip. You can feel the tension building between you, as if a string were being drawn tighter and tighter, ready to snap at any moment. Your heart races and your breath comes faster.

Without another word, he crashes his lips against yours in a fierce, passionate kiss. His tongue darts out to explore your mouth while one hand cups the back of your head, holding you flush against him. It's like he wants to consume you whole, leaving no part of you unaffected by his presence or desire. You moan into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and losing yourself in this moment with him.

Zane's eyes widen in surprise as your tongue tangles with his. He doesn't try to stop it though, instead seeming to welcome the sensation. His other hand finds its way to your waist, squeezing gently as he deepens the kiss even further. The smoke from before fades into memory as all that matters is the feeling of Zane pressed against you and his lips moving expertly on yours.

The haze in your mind clears a little, making it possible to register just how hard his body is pressing into yours. You can feel his erection clearly through his pants and you wonder if he can tell that it's affecting you too. A shiver runs down your spine as you imagine what else would happen if you were to touch him there...

Breaking the kiss, Zane pulls back slightly, regarding you with a look of triumph. "You know," he says casually, his voice still rough from their exchange, "I always thought you'd taste good." Then without warning, he dips his head down and sucks on your neck hard, earning a moan from deep in your throat as pleasure ripples through your body.

He pulls away again with a smirk, leaving your skin tingling. "So what do you say?" He asks, running his fingers along the edge of one of your eyes, drawing tiny circles. "Want to taste some more?"

Zane grins deviously as you tug him toward your room. The feel of your hand on his arm sends shivers down his spine and an unmistakable ache pooling in his lower abdomen. With each step closer to your bedroom, he knows what is about to happen...and he can't wait any longer.

The door swings shut behind them with a soft click, closing off the rest of the house from their intimate little world. Zane pauses for only a moment, taking in the sight of you: your pale skin glowing in the dim light, your lips parted and red from his kisses, your breath coming out in ragged gasps. He steps closer still, this time so close that their bodies are practically pressed together.

"So," he says huskily, running a hand through his black hair before trailing it back down to rest on the small of your back. "What do you want me to do first?" His lips twitch in an almost feral grin as he waits for your answer, his gaze fixed on yours, daring you to tell him what you truly desire.

Zane's breath hitches in his throat as he takes in the sight of your pussy spread open before him. His mouth waters and his heart races, and for a moment, all coherent thought flees. He steps forward, closing the distance between them until their bodies are pressed so tightly together that they're nearly one entity.

Reaching out with one hand, he carefully parts your folds, baring you to his gaze as if he can't believe this is real. Then, slowly and deliberately, he brings his face close enough to breathe in the scent of your arousal before finally claiming what he came for: a taste of your sweet, wet flesh.

His tongue darts out, flicking against your clit as he buries himself deeper into you. You moan loudly, arching your back and gripping the sheets beneath you as sensation after sensation assaults you from every angle. Zane revels in the sounds of pleasure that escape from your lips, driving his tongue deeper and faster, relentlessly seeking out your release.

One hand finds its way up to cup your breast through your shirt, massaging and squeezing roughly as he continues his assault on your body with his mouth. Your cries grow louder and more desperate, pleading for him not to stop, to keep touching you in just this way. The feeling of being so thoroughly owned by Zane sends shockwaves through your system, making it feel like every nerve ending is on fire as pleasure builds within you, threatening to consume you whole.

And then, finally, your body goes tense and shudders with release, and all at once the tension breaks as waves of ecstasy wash over you. Zane doesn't relent though; instead he pushes himself

Zane let out a low growl in pleasure as he felt your inner muscles contract around his tongue. He kept up his relentless assault on your sensitive flesh, refusing to give you the satisfaction of slowing down even for a moment. It was only when he felt another tightening begin deep within that he knew what was coming next: your second orgasm.

He increased the pace and pressure of his tongue strokes, lapping at you faster and harder until finally you were screaming out in ecstasy once more. Your body arched off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through you, leaving you shaking and gasping for air. Zane continued to lick and suck at your tender flesh long after your release had faded, enjoying the sweet taste of you on his tongue.

Eventually, he pulled back with a satisfied smile, his breath hot against your sensitive skin as he gazed down at you. "Better?" He asked teasingly, a glint in his blue eyes that told you this was far from over. His rough fingers brushed lightly across one of your nipples through your shirt, making it harden immediately.