As they eat, Anna keeps looking at Zack, with admiration in her eyes. When Zack finished his food, he turns to her and says, "What? Do I have something on my face or something?" Anna blushes deeply and tries to change the topic. She looked over to the open pack of cigarettes on the bedside table. "Do you smoke in your room?" Zack glanced at the cigarette pack and shrugged. "Sometimes," he admitted. "When my dad's not home." They both go sit on the edge of the bed, and he reaches over and grabs the pack, tapping one out and placing it between his lips. He looked at Anna, a questioning arch to his eyebrow. "You mind?" he asked, though he was already searching for his lighter. "No, I don't mind." Anna said casually. He lit the cigarette and took a long drag. He blew the smoke out slowly, watching it curls towards the ceiling. "It helps me relax," he said, taking another puff. His hand came to rest on her back, stroking gently. "You aren't going to tell on me, are you?" he asked with a teasing grin. Anna just shook her head, "Actually, can I try?" I have never smoked before," she says shyly.
Zack's eyes widened in surprise. "You want to try?" he asked, a slow grin spreading across his face. "Really?" He held the cigarette out to her, the tip glowing red in the dim light of the room. "Be careful," he warned. "It's not as easy as it looks." he watched as she took a tentative puff, his gaze fixed on her lips. When she started coughing, he laughed and petted her back. "Not so bad, huh?" he teased. He took the cigarette back and took a long drag himself before offering it to her again. "Here, try again." His fingers brushed against hers as she took another puff, and he leaned in closer, his voice low and husky. "You look really fucking hot doing that," he murmured. "Yeah?" Anna straddled his lap and takes the cigarette from him and takes another drag. "Like a bad girl?" she asked teasingly and she wiggles her hips. Zack's eyes darkened with lust as she straddled him, the cigarette held delicately between her fingers. "Fuck yes," he breathed, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "A very bad girl." He leaned in and captured her lips in a deep, smoky kiss. His tongue pushed into her mouth, tangling with her tongue as he tasted the tobacco on her lips.
"You are driving me crazy," he murmured against her mouth. "Keep wiggling like that and i will have to fuck you again." His cock was already hardening beneath her, pressing against her wet folds, under her dress. He took the cigarette from her hand and stubbed it out in the ashtray on the nightstand. "Forget the cigarette," he said, his voice low and commanding. "I want to taste something else." His hands moved from her hips to her ass under her dress, squeezing hard as he pulled her flush against his. "Ride me." Anna smiled a wicket smile and lifted her hips up slightly, positioning his cock below her entrance before she slowly lowers her hips. She gasped as his cock went deeper inside her than before. "I have... I have never been in this position either," she said breathless. "It's... It's so deep." Zack groaned as she slowly lowered herself onto him, his hands digging into the flesh of her ass. "Fuck," he gasped, his head falling back. "You are so tight like this." He looked up at her, his eyes glazed with pleasure. "You are doing so good, taking me so deep," he praised, his voice thick.
His hips lifted to meet hers, driving himself even deeper inside her. "That's it, ride me just like that," he urged. He watched as she began to move, her hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm. The sight of her breasts bouncing under her dress with each movement was incredibly erotic. "You look so fucking hot on top of me," he said, his hands sliding up her back, lifting the dress with, and moving it over her head. His hands tangled in her hair, and he pulled her down for a kiss. His hands then roamed her body as she rode him, his touch rough and possessive. He squeezed her breasts, pinching her nipples between his fingers. "You are so fucking beautiful," he groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet hers. His other hand moved down to her clit, circling it with his thumb. "Come for me," he urged, his voice a low growl. Anna moaned loudly, and her head fell back. He could feel his own release building rapidly. His movements became faster, more desperate. He was close, so close. "Fuck," he gasped, his body tensing beneath hers. "I am going to... Cum."
With a final, powerful thrust, he spilled himself inside her, filling her with his hot seed. He pulled her down onto him, holding her tightly as the waves of pleasure washed over him. Feeling his hot seed fill her up, Anna came hard, her body shaking slightly on top of him. "Fuck that... That felt amazing," she breathed out. Zack let out a satisfied sigh, his hands stroking her back as she collapsed onto his chest. "Amazing is an understatement," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead. He held her close, enjoying the feeling of her body against his. "You are incredible," he said softly. His fingers traced lazy patterns on her skin, and he could feel the sticky mess between her legs where he had come inside her. The thought sent a thrill through him. "You are going to stay the night again, right?" he asked, his voice hopeful. "I... I don't want you to leave." He tightened his arms around her. "Yes, I am staying the night, but i have to go home tomorrow afternoon, for family dinner." Zack's expression softened at her words. "Tomorrow afternoon?" he repeated. "That's not enough time." he sighed, burying his face in her hair.