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She took it from him hesitantly despite her gung-ho attitude just moments before. She listened carefully as he explained how to use it and just as he raised the bottle to his lips, Anna gripped the vape more firmly and followed his instructions without letting herself think twice. She'd only ever had a few puffs off a friends' cigarette in middle school many years ago but it was nothing like the feeling that came over her at the taboo nature of her actions when the first drag filled her lungs: smoking weed late at night with a man that Anna had less than honourable intentions with, knowing that they'd already crossed the line earlier in the day and halfway to drunk didn't seem like the best idea but she couldn't find herself caring.

She blew that smoke out slowly, watching as it twisted and curled in the small space between them. Tommy inhaled a bit of that smoke, eyes closing for just a moment before they snapped open to meet hers once more, his dark orbs intense. They traded the bottle for the vaporizer again Anna took a swig of the booze to wash the smoky flavour from the back of her windpipe.

Anna gestured to the couch with the arm holding the bottle and the alcohol sloshed around inside, almost spilling a bit over the lip of it. Anna giggled at her silliness before she headed towards the couch and made herself comfortable on the far end. The lights were still dim and she didn't bother with them, but it was just enough to provide a comfortable atmosphere as Tommy helped Anna get rid of her frustrations.
 
Tommy watched her take her hit, nice and deep, and then she was giggling a bit as she motioned for him to join her on the sofa. Of course he was happy to follow. She got comfortable at one end, and Tommy had a moment of uncertainty as he pondered just how close to sit to her.

He decided that he wasn’t in any kind of hurry. With the mind-altering substances at their disposal, what was meant to happen would surely happen in it’s own time. No need to force it.

“If I drink much more of that stuff, I’ll have to pass out right here on the sofa. Eventually,” he mused as he sat down at the other end of the sofa, a full cushion of space between them for the moment.

“Is that okay? Or should I call for an Uber?” he asked her, even as he raised the vape pen to his lips and took another hit...
 
She didn't feel like being alone right now. She wanted Tommy to stay.

"No, don't worry about it. The couch is yours if you want it; the last thing I want is to crawl back into bed right now, so can you please just stay with me for a bit?" She asked, confession twisting her lips into a sad frown. She hadn't wanted to admit it, but Anna was always terrible at hiding her feelings, especially when she was drunk. She wore her heart on her sleeve.

Her green eyes were pleading as she turned to face him, holding out her hand for the vape again.
 
“I’m here all night,” Tommy replied, trading her the vodka for the vape pen once more. He took a swig, swallowed it down, and watched as she took another puff. He had never expected her to be open to smoking weed with him. This opened up so many doors for them... Adam was not into marijuana at all, though he tolerated Tommy’s habit. Tommy had to wonder if Adam would tolerate it with Anna. Probably not.

“Our little secret,” he mused with a smirk...
 
She rolled her eyes.

It seems like they were developing more and more secrets between them and Anna wasn't sure she liked it. They were treading in dangerous waters and if this kept up she knew she'd likely drown in him. She tried to ignore that niggling feeling in her belly as the tension slowly seeped out of her body, marijuana beginning to loosen her limbs.

Instead of arguing, she just nodding tersely in acknowledgement.

"Yeah, just one more to add to the pile," she said, taking a third puff for good measure.
 
He watched her curiously as she puffed on the vape pen, and almost chuckled at her comment. They did have too many secrets at this point. Something would have to give, eventually. Soon, probably.

He almost stood up at her snarky comment. The tension was growing thicker by the minute.

“How did you like that little snack we left you?” he asked with a chuckle, taking another swig off the vodka.
 
She tried to play it cool.

"I wouldn't know - it wasn't exactly my idea of nutritious," she shrugged innocently, eyes glinting. "I decided I was in the mood for something a little...fresher," she joked.

As soon as it left her mouth Anna realized it was a mistake - even though Tommy could brush it off as a comment about her sex life with Adam, she realized it could go just as quickly off into uncharted territory and Anna was petrified she'd managed to inadvertently put her foot into her mouth.

She was asking for trouble.
 
Tommy gave a short laugh, his own mischievious eyes glinting right back at hers.

“Well, you’re certainly welcome to get your snack from the source,” he said, leaning back against the sofa and spreading his legs a bit. One hand grazed along his crotch for a moment, making it obvious that his length was stiffening, just for her.

He toyed at the button on his jeans for a moment, before drawing his gaze back to her eyes.
 
Anna’s breath stuttered to a halt, eyes wide but intently focused on the bulge in his jeans. Her mind flashed back to the events of this morning and she gulped down her nerves, trying to shake off the temptation. But he was so close...

Unconsciously, Anna slid a bit closer to him and stretched across his torso to reach for the vodka that he was dangling over the arm of the couch. She hoped he couldn’t hear the pounding of her heart and see the sweat pooling in her collarbones at the concentrated way she was trying to control her desire for him.

She laughed, a halting awkward sound in the silence, trying to distract him by reinforcing the Adam issue.

“Yeah, well, I tried that but he passed out so...”

Anna tried to lean back, so acutely aware of their close quarters.
 
Tommy handed Anna the vodka when she reached across him for it, and couldn’t help but scoot himself just a little closer to her.

He leaned back against the sofa, and closed his eyes, enjoying the mixed buzz of the weed and alcohol flowing through his system. Her presence alone was enough to cause the blood to rush to his loins, and his growing erection started to become slightly uncomfortable in his jeans.

“I should have brought pajamas,” he grumbled, adjusting himself a bit as he sat there, inching closer to Anna...
 
She tried to settle herself back down against the far arm of the couch but she noted that it really didn’t help anything. Tommy was continually scooting a bit closer now, and gravity seemed to pull Anna in and her own body seemed to meet him in the middle. Her next pull from the bottle was a big one, swallowing her nerves. He was too fucking close - Anna couldn’t breathe.

Her vision spun when she tried to stand up to try and put some distance between them. She stumbled a bit, one hand clutching desperately at the cushion directly beside Tommy’s ear and a knee on the edge of the couch between his spread thighs as she tried to catch herself. She could feel his hair brushing her fingers and his body was radiating heat underneath her. Her skin flushed not only from embarrassment but also arousal. He was too fucking close - but he just smelled so good.

She could taste the booze and the weed on his breath against her face as he peered up at her, but she was frozen in place unable to move.
 
Tommy watched with amusement as Anna tried to get up and promptly stumbled towards him, barely catching herself before falling on him. His own hands had reached up to catch her, and found a grip on her, one at her hip, and the other at her side.

“No need to get in a hurry,” he said, chuckling. “Do I need to put you to bed, drunky?” he asked with a smirk.

She was still rather wobbly on her feet, so he guided her back onto the sofa, this time into the corner he had just been sitting in, and he pulled her legs up across his lap.

“I think you’ve had enough of this,” he said, reaching for the bottle of vodka still clutched tightly in her hand.
 
She pouted, making grabby hands for it.

“No! I’m not done with that yet - gimme,” she whined.

She did have to admit that Tommy’s lap was marginally more comfortable so she didn’t put up a fuss about that, but her brow was wrinkled at the thought of having to crawl into bed with Adam right now.

“I’d rather stay with you, Tommy. Don’t you dare put me to bed like a five year-old,” she threatened, but her childish pout and stuck out tongue didn’t really scream “be afraid of me” at all. In fact, she could see him trying to hold back a snicker at her. She must have seemed more like a tiny kitten instead of the fierce tigress she imagined herself to be.

It was a known fact among their friend circle that Anna really didn’t hold her liquor too well. Combine that with the vape she’d puffed on earlier and Anna was definitely a lightweight. She was feeling quite a bit more chill now but she still didn’t want to see Adam.
 
She pouted and Tommy stifled his laugh, and let her keep the bottle, for now. “Hey, knock yourself out,” he said, encouraging her to take another shot. One hand slid along the outside of her thigh, and the other tucked a stray lock of her dark hair behind her ear.

He reached down the side of the sofa and pulled the lever to pop out the foot rest, which had the fortunate effect of causing the two of them to snuggle in a little closer to each other. His hand grazed over the top of her thigh near her hip, dangerously close to the waistband of her sweatpants.

He took hold of the vape pen and took another hit off it, holding it in his lungs for a long moment. “Want another hit?” he asked her through the held breath, a devious look in his eye.
 
She nodded absentmindedly, eyes drawn down to his fingers over the curve of her hipbone. She watched him stroke her thigh, his large hand almost eclipsing the muscle under his palm. His touch felt like fire, burning through the fabric of her pants and making her tremble.

Shaking herself out of the stupor, Anna made to reach for the vaporizer but Tommy held fast and Anna's brow furrowed in confusion.
 
She nodded in agreement and reached for the vape, but instead of handing it to her, Tommy leaned towards her, his hit still held in his lungs, and planted a kiss right on Anna’s lips.

“Breathe in,” he told her, his lips easing hers open, and he breathed out, the THC-infused vapor filling her mouth from his...
 
Tommy surprised her with his lips on hers and Anna’s mouth naturally dropped open in shock, robotically following his orders and sucking in the smoke he had siphoned into her lungs. He pulled back for just a moment to let her exhale it before he was leaning back in to her mouth, hooded eyes watching her carefully in case she decided to reject him. Anna had enjoyed sharing smoke with Tommy and her inhibitions were a bit lowered, gaze settling over her at the pleasure of his mouth and the high she was riding.

Hesitantly, Anna cupped her hand around his neck, murmuring, “just fucking kiss me,” into the small space between them.
 
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And kiss her he did. Softly at first, their lips brushing together. Slowly but surely, growing more insistent, exploring, tongues darting out, and they were quickly lost in the moment once their tongues rolled over each other.

Tommy didn’t want it to ever end. He kept his hands in check, for the moment, refraining from getting too aggressive with her. He wanted only to get lost in her lips, and ponder what they might do later to his stiffened cock.

Their bodies entwined naturally on the sofa, as she rolled to face him and he slid down beside her, eager to feel those full breasts pressed against his chest once more.
 
Tommy kissed her like Adam had in the beginning: deeply and passionately. The kisses the couple shared now lacked any real intimacy or fire, and Anna felt like she was melting in the heat of Tommy’s mouth like she never had with her actual boyfriend. She couldn’t help but moan into the kiss, her body relaxing and pressing against his muscular chest.

She hitched her knee up over his hip and slid a bit closer, feeling the bulge of his hard dick against her belly. Anna curled one arm around his shoulders and smoothed a hand down the stark line of his spinal cord, feeling every twist of strong muscle and sturdy bone as she explored his back while they made-out like two horny teenagers. Tommy absolutely devoured her like a man starved, kissing her like he owned her. It made Anna absolutely quiver with delight - this was the way she wanted her man to love her.

Even though she was enjoying the moment, her heart shuddered as she finally realized: it would never be anyone but Tommy. Anna had given her heart to him a long time ago and if tonight continued on like this, Anna would give him her body too. She couldn’t hold back the loud moan that she let out, imagining that.
 
Anna’s loud moan triggered something in Tommy, his cock throbbing in his jeans. The lust he had for this woman seemed to know no bounds, and her moan was an invitation to more fully and thoroughly enjoy her charms.

One arm held her close as they kissed hungrily, and the other greedily slid up under her sweatshirt, groping and squeezing at her bare breasts. His fingers quickly found her stiffened nipples, and he wasted no time tweaking and pulling at them.

“Fuck, Anna, I want you...” he growled in her ear before his mouth descended on her neck, suckling and licking as his hand squeezed her firm tits aggressively, and his hips rolled to rub his stiffness against her...
 
Tommy’s fingers on her nipple felt phenomenal and Anna tried to arch even closer. She did toss her head back so Tommy could have better access to her throat but she was so paranoid that he’d leave some bruises behind from his teeth that she wasn’t able to enjoy it fully like she usually did - Anna loved hickies generally but Adam wasn’t a fan and the one moment she had the chance to get one it would mean putting her relationship in jeopardy.

She tilted his mouth back up to hers and whispered, “fuck Tommy, I want you so bad, baby. I can’t stand it! But you can’t leave marks,” she warned.

Before she knew it, Tommy had rolled over her and Anna was left looking up at him from under the press of his heavy body. She couldn’t run now even if she wanted to, but Anna found she hadn’t been happy to be under a man in years. She was smiling against his lips the next time they found hers.
 
He couldn’t help but growl a bit in her ear as she told him he couldn’t leave any marks on her, and his fingers dug more firmly into her soft skin. Since she had told him not to, it was all he wanted to do!

He got on top of her and kissed her deeply, his hands finding the bottom of her sweater and pulling it up to her neck, finally exposing her tits to his view! Immediately his mouth descended on her chest, his lips and tongue and teeth exploring hungrily all over her before latching on to a nipple and suckling her greedily for a moment, his hands squeezing and toying with her before his mouth moved over to her other tit and sucked hard.

And all the while, the bulge in his jeans was pressed firmly right between her spread legs...
 
The sharp pinch of his teeth as he suckled on her nipple was so good and it sucked the breath out of her. Her hands rose to clench in his hair, holding his face against her tits. Anna had told him not to leave marks, but she was confident that even if Tommy did suck a dark purple bruise into the skin of her breast that Adam wouldn't see it - he tended to like to get straight to business but not too often did he actually seek out Anna for anything intimate lately unless he was drunk, and they'd pretty much already filled his quota for sex this month.

She wanted him to mark her.

She knew that it was irresponsible.

Anna found she didn't really give a fuck right now.

Instead, she switched her attention to the heavy mass against her belly. She'd just barely gotten her hands on it this morning and though it hadn't lasted long, Anna hadn't imagined being able to touch Tommy's dick again at all, let alone so soon. Now, it was all she could think of.

She reached down and fumbled open the button on his pants and forcefully pushed them and his boxers down just enough to free his cock and feel the slide of his slickened head against her hot stomach. Her fingers wrapped around it and began to stroke quickly, worried that Adam might get up at any time and catch them but too into the moment to ignore Tommy's large dick. She wanted a lot of things, but those were too far over the line. She'd already touched this cock this morning, so she'd already put this toe over the boundary; she might as well finish what she had already started.

"Your cock is seriously so much bigger than his," she whispered in awe. "I can barely get my hand around it - I want to suck it so badly but that's way too far. God Tommy, wish you were mine," she admitted, breath sharp pants in his ear. "Wish this cock was mine to fuck whenever I wanted."
 
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“It could be...” he whispered back, his cock throbbing in pleasure as she squeezed and stroked his thick meaty length. He had half a mind to flip her over, raise her ass in the air, tear down her sweatpants and take her right then and there.

Precum oozed copiously from the slit, coating Anna’s fingers.

“Are you as wet as I am hard?” he asked her, but didn’t wait for her to respond, his hand quickly traveling down her belly to her waistband and slipping under. His fingers crawled down her mound and grazed over her clit, eliciting a sharp moan from her before they slid down and firmly pressed along her dripping cunt...
 
What a treacherous thought that was! It whispered through her brain like poison, infecting every single cell in her body until she couldn’t hold back the tremble at the thought of belonging to him. They couldn’t go down that road now matter how much she wished it was true.

Anna’s words were a stuttered mess as Tommy’s fingers dipped into her wetness to find out the answer to his own question.

“Don’t even go there - I might be frustrated with him but your best friend is still my boyfriend,” she reminded him. “I can’t do that to him. I shouldn’t be here now but holy fuck, once I get you out of my system it will all be fine,” she breathed. As she talked, her eyes were fixated around the leaking dark red head of his cock, watching as precum beaded and ran over until it coated her fingers and made the slide easier.

“Anyway, you tell me - is my cunt wet for you, Tommy?”
 
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