The three popular guys fall for the new girl. Good for them, but what do you have to do with this?
You're just a shadow at this school. No name. Less than a side character.
But when you push a cup of ice-cream into their new girlfriends face, you're...
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I was lifted up by two arms and was thrown on my back.
The mattress beneath me dipped and moments later, Dante hovered over me.
He was still fully clothed in his evening attire, just like the other two who were watching us from the side. I'd probably drown in shame for my state, naked and writhing, if I wasn't so spaced out from desire.
"P-please," I slurred, clasping my legs around his waist in an attempt to pull him closer, "Please, I need you."
"Mhh," Dante purred with a delighted little smirk that was equal parts seraphic and devilish.
I arched my back and whined. Being empty, at this point, was pure torture.
"I love it when you're this desperate." He hooked his thumb over my lower lip and pulled.
Immediately, I opened my mouth wide for him.
His dark eyes bore into mine, when he bent over my face and spit into my mouth. I swallowed reflexively.
"Makes you so obedient." His hand ran along my throat down to my breasts where he played with them, "Like a little whore."
He bent down to use his mouth on my breasts, giving me view on his athletic neck.
"Makes me want to use you like one."
I clenched on cold air and whined.
"Use me, Dante. Now!" Every additional second, he wasn't inside me, was an instrument of torture. And the idiot knew that.
Dante chuckled, then sat up, straddling me. I tried to wind and buckle my hips to get much needed friction, but was caged in between his strong thighs.
The relieving metallic clink of his belt sounded, followed by his zip.
"You're lucky, I'm too loaded to torture you any longer," he murmured.
His cock sprung free, already leaking pre. He quickly rolled a condom over it and pushed his knees between my legs, parting them wide. Hooking his arms under my knees, he pushed my legs against my stomach and my back deeper into the mattress.
"Relax." And with this, he pushed into me.
My lips parted in a silent moan as my walls succumbed to the pressure.
"Fuuuck." His eyelids lowered as he groaned deeply.
My legs jerked when he was fully inside me.
"Y-yeees," I sighed in delight, drunken on the feeling.
He pulled back and thrust in again, this time faster, making me hick-up.
When he picked up a slow but intense pace, I ground into him, savouring every bit of him.
