Touch Me and I Come Alive

[Jessica Andrews]

Jess smiled at the bouncer as he addressed her, even though she wanted to scream after he called Danny a douche. She was starting to get annoyed at how many people hated him and wished that they could see how he treated her. But whatever, she was used to it by now. No one liked Danny. But did it matter? Not really. All that mattered was how she felt about him, right? "Always a pleasure, Dave" she said through her fake smile.

She let him tag her along and once they got to the all too familiar VIP room she smiled. Although she was always scared out of her mind that the cops would catch Tommy on one of his big deal days, she had to say that being a friend of a drug dealer wasn't that bad. Especially with the kick ass VIP rooms, always a plus.

She nodded at his question, "Sounds like a plan." You could hear the music that was playing even when you were upstairs in a room. But that's what she liked. She loved music, she loved dancing, she loved being naked, she loved drinks. If modeling didn't work out, she would be a stripper no doubt about it.

Stacy came in about 10 minutes later with two drinks in hand. She handed them each to Tommy and Jess and said, "Enjoy you two," with a smile. Jess thanked her and took a couple of sips out of her drink. She felt a little awkward from their little kiss, but not real kiss, in the car. She didn't know why. Oh wait a minute. Maybe it was because she was trying so hard to stay faithful to Danny and had to use every ounce of her body to refrain herself from jumping up on Tommy and ripping off his clothes.

Without thinking it through, she chugged down the rest of the drink. Maybe she was trying to block out all of the perverted thoughts out of her mind, which WASN'T easy. It also didn't help that they were in a room alone. "So have you seen any potential girls yet? Or are you still looking?" She asked with a laugh. Talking about sex was probably not smart but she couldn't help it.

[Tommy Reynolds]

Tommy took the drink from Stacy and set it on the table after one drink. "Oh, I found her already." He stood up and poked his head out the door, motioning with his arm. When he came back, he took a seat and picked up his drink again. A few seconds later, a really pretty girl wearing barely anything came in with a tray of liquor, mixers, and all the things needed to make drinks for the rest of the night. Maybe having competition would sway Jessi's unwavering dediation to staying faithful.

Tommy finished his drink and handed Jess another. "Drink up and then we're hitting the dance floor," he told her and then looked at the personal bartender, with eyes that were pratically fucking her already. He chewed his bottom lip for affect and the bartender smiled at him, leaning way over their little coffee table so that her breasts were practically hanging out of the top of her dress. Tilting his head, he checked out the line of her ass that was practically bare when she bent over that far.

[Jessica Andrews]

Seeing the way Tommy was looking at this girl made Jess' cheeks heat with jealousy and anger. She felt herself giving the bartender a dirty look and when she was handed the drink she chugged it down in one shot. She reached over and grabbed another drink while the two of them were still eye fucking each other. She chugged down the new drink faster than the first one. She chased it down with two shots of who the hell knows what that were on the tray. She felt her head spin and the room go with it. She blinked a few times and then stood up and wobbled a bit. "Whoa," she grumbled as she steadied herself.

"Okay, time to dance," she said and grabbed Tommy's hand lifting him off the couch. She stumbled her way out the door, pulling him by his hand. The stairs would be a challenge but she has done it a thousand times before. Quickly but carefully, she led him down the stairs and then walked through the insane amount of people and found a spot on the floor. "Sorry I had to get you out of there. That girl has STD written all over her," she said spitefully. "So are you gonna show me what you got?" She asked with a smile and a raised brow.

[Tommy Reynolds]

Tommy was startled when Jess suddenly yanked him up off the couch. She was clearly drunk already, but he followed anyway. "STD? Then I guess you'll have to pick the girl. I'm getting head before the end of the night, if not a fuck." His hands found her hips and pulled her to him, but not touching him. "So you better start looking," he grinned at her and spun her so she was facing away from him, then yanked her back so her ass slammed back against him.

Listening to the music, his body fell right into rhythm and he began moving to the beat. His hands kept hold of her and he fluidly moved her to the beat of the song. It was more of a tease, only occasionally letting her back half move against him. He knew that she would eventually take control and they'd practically have sex on the dance floor.

[Jessica Andrews]

"Don't worry, I'll find you someone," she promised. When he slammed her against him she felt herself let out a little moan. He was aggresive, something she loved. She moved her hips to the music and made sure that she didn't fall over, that'd be embarrassing. She wanted to be handled by him. She let him control the dance until the song switched. Britney Spears' song "Oh Oh Baby" came on. Okay this was practically Jess' theme song. She couldn't help but unleash the inner freak inside of her. It was just a dance, anyway. She bent over a little more and pushed her ass against him and started grinding to the music.

She turned around so she was facing him. She held his hips and swayed her hips down to the floor and then back up again. She then wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and rolled her hips against his. Her face was close to his, so close that their lips were practically touching. She began singing with the song, "Oh oh baby touch me and I come alive. I can feel you on my lips I can feel you deep inside." She was gazing deep into his eyes and she licked her lips as she continued to roll her hips against him. The friction between them was satisfying to her, but she still craved something more. And I think by now we all knew what that was.

[Tommy Reynolds]

Tommy's breating hitched when she turned and began moving her hips against his. Since she had taken over, his eyes hand't left her. He let his arms wrap around her, holding her tight to him. Her breath was sweet, mixed with rum as it brushed his face. All he wanted right now, was to carry her upstairs and throw her on the couch. Leaning forward, he kissed her hungrily. Aside from the peck earlier, they had never kissed before. Now, he was so hungry for her, his mouth was practically ravaging her. After a second, his tongue had found its way past her lips.

One of his hands dropped to her leg and hitched it over his hip, pulling her hard against him. Breaking the kiss he leaned his mouth to her ear. "I want to fuck you so bad..." he breathed against her ear. She would probably punch him in the face now, but he didn't even care.

[Jessica Andrews]

When she felt his lips against hers she wasn't really sure what was happening and had no strength to pull away. Her lips parted and their tongues met each other. She pressed her body against his and pulled herself as close to him as she could get. She moaned in his mouth when he lifted her leg and wrapped it around him. Hearing his whisper sent chills down her spine. Oh how badly she wanted the same thing right now, if he only knew. "Let's go upstairs," she said practically out of breath from kissing him and being close to him like this.

She didn't know what would happen but all she knew was that her body was having that craving that it had every night. Normally Danny would be the one to satisfy it, but Danny wasn't there tonight. Tommy was. Her eyes were practically begging him to get her upstairs as fast as possible. Hell, she didn't care if they did whatever right there on the dance floor. For all she knew, there was no one else around.

[Tommy Reynolds]

Tommy nodded eagerly and led her back upstairs. Handing the slutty bartender a hundred and dismissing her, he closed the door behind them. When he turned to her, she seemed as if she were trying to decide what to do. Walking over, he picked her up, before resting her back on the couch. His hands grasped her hips and he tugged her so her knees were bent and her legs were open to him. There was so much he wanted to do to her, but wasn't sure where to begin.

Tugging the top of her dress down, he left it to rest so the flimsy black material simply gathered around her stomach. Leaning forward, he pressed kisses along her inner thigh, which grew moist and tasted more and more like her as he crept futher. Jessi squirmed the closer he got, but he stopped and slid overtop of her, resting between her legs. His mouth came down on hers, kissing her as he had before downstairs. His free hand moved from her ankle, up along her calf, over her knee, down her thigh, across her hip, over her stomach and came to rest comfortably over her breast. The pad of his thumb raked over the tender skin lightly.

[Jessica Andrews]

When they got upstairs, Jess watched as Tommy dismissed the little bartender. Everything was happening so fast and the room was spinning. She wasn't sure if she should lay on the couch, get on the table, or get up against a wall. Before she knew it, she was on the couch. When he tugged her to him, he moved her effortlessly. When she felt his lips on her thighs, she moaned and couldn't sit still. She didn't know whether it was because she was absolutely wasted or because she was so horny. As he laid on top of her, it felt incredible.

She wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and pulled him closer to her. As their lips crashed together, she met his tongue with her own. She moaned in his mouth as his hand worked skillfully up to her breast. She pulled back from the kiss and grabbed the bottom of his shirt and started lifting it off of him. Once he put his arms up, she practically ripped his shirt off of him. She grinned and traced his musclar abs with her fingers and then wrapped her arms around the back of his neck again and pulled him down to kiss her.

She wrapped her legs around his hips and moved her body so her pelvic bone was pressing against his. Her tongue explored his mouth as her nails dug into his bare back. Even with her eyes closed, she felt like the room was spinning. Again, she wasn't sure if it was because she was completely wasted or if it was the heat escalating off of Tommy's body.

[Tommy Reynolds]

Tommy smiled against her mouth, when he rested back against her with his shirt off. He kissed her hungrily for a moment, then rocked back onto his haunches. His belt was undone, zipper opened in seconds. As impatient as he was, there was no time for fully undressing. Instead, he shifted his boxers out of the way and leaned back down to her. One arm braced him as he reached down to guide himself into her.

[Jessica Andrews]

She wasn't sure what happened. One minute she was watching him unzip his pants and the next minute everything went black. Well, I guess she had her answer now. The room was definitely spinning because she was drunk. I guess consuming that many glasses and shots of alcohol in a short amount of time wasn't such a great idea. You would have thought that Jess had learned her lesson by now for this obviously wasn't the first time she blacked out from too much alcohol. But no, she wasn't one to learn things. All that was apparent was she was out like a light. Oops?

[Tommy Reynolds]

Tommy had half pressed into her, when she went really pale and her eyes snapped shut. Her body was lifeless. "Shit," he mumbled and sat back fixing himself. "Jess? Wake up," he said touching her face, but nothing happened. Checking her pulse and breathing, he sighed. Slowly standing up, he re-dressed and then put her clothes straight. Scooping her up, he carried her downstairs and outside.

At the curb, he sat down with her propped between his legs. Taking a deep breath, he forced her to vomit. Jessi wouldn't get alcohol poisoning on his watch. Once she'd heaved, her eyes opened and she looked at him drowsy. "You know... You're the first woman to faint at the sight of my cock... Should I take that as a compliment or insult?" He brushed the hair out of her face and wiped her mouth.

A sad expression crossed his face as he repositioned her in his lap, then dialed for a cab on his cell. Jess slumped against his chest and closed her eyes, twining her arms around him. The night was clearly over.

[Jessica Andrews]

She faintly heard someone call her name and could only respond with a "Hmm?" She kept going in and out. Suddenly she felt very nauseous. When she opened her eyes she happened to be puking her guts outside. How embarrassing. "Ew," she groaned barely able to breathe. She spit out the nasty taste in her mouth and was grateful that she didn't get any puke in her hair or on her face. If there was one thing she knew how to do it was throw up neatly. Not really a great trait to have but in this case, it was.

The room wasn't spinning but her head was killing her and everything was still kind of fuzzy. She looked over at Tommy who clearly wasn't happy. She laughed at his comment and shrugged her shoulders. Her words were slurred but she managed to say, "You can take the fainting as a compliment. But I'm not sure I'd brag about the puking part." She laughed at her own joke because she found it hilarious. And clearly she was still drunk.

She cuddled into his chest and then everything went fuzzy again. "You know, Tommy. You're my best friend. Really, my best friend. I can tell you anything," she had no idea what she was saying and didn't realize how much she could barely talk. She frowned at the expression on his face, "Don't be sad. I'm sorry," she said and hugged him, closing her eyes.

[Tommy Reynolds]

Tommy tucked his phone into his pocket and wrapped his arms around her waist. "You're my best friend. Even if I repulse you sexually." He laughed weakly and then pressed a kiss to her forehead, letting it linger there. "Do you want me to take you to your apartment or sleep it off at mine?" he asked softly, trying not to rattle her. He had been that drunk before and talking at a normal level hurt as much as yelling.

The cab pulled up to the curb infront of them and he stood effortlessly with her craddled in his arms like a child. "I can nurse you back to health. Asprin, water, coffee in the morning and something to absorb all that alcohol. Pancakes? Waffles?" he was mumbling as he got her situated in the backseat, then slid in beside her. Once they were in, he pulled her back into his lap.

[Jessica Andrews]

She laughed at his statement and then didn't know how to answer his question. She didn't really know which place it would be smarter to go to. Her eyes were still closed as he put her in the back seat of the cab. When she felt herself on top of his lap again, she leaned into his chest keeping her eyes closed. She felt comfortable and didn't want to move. "I wanna go home with you," she finally decided and opened her eyes to look into his. She smiled and closed her eyes again feeling like she was as light as a feather. Her body was so weak and she would cringe every time someone beeped a horn. Considering the fact it was New York, I think we all know just how many times you could hear a horn within 5 minutes.

"You don't repulse me sexually," she said way too long after he had made that comment. Clearly her brain wasn't functioning properly. "You're actually really sexy," she said matter of factly. She was just rambling now but her voice was barely above a whisper. "I'd do you," she said and giggled into his chest like a five year old.