Fear

COACH AND CHEERLEADER - 9

TIANA'S POV

What? What?

What the fuck?

The words kept repeating in my head as Jessica's kiss went deeper. Her mouth was cool against mine. It was almost as if she had ice in her mouth. I pulled deeper into the cool pull of her mouth.

Our tongues touched and moved against each other; a soft sensual dance. I knew I was wet. Every fiber of my being warned me to pull away while I still had the chance but I knew it was already a losing game.

I hated how good she felt but I loved the feeling at the same time. It was how I imagined drugs would be, you don't want it but you just have to get it.

A silent moan escaped from my mouth just as she moved to grab my tits. She took a squeeze, pulled away, and put her hands underneath the T-shirt to get a better feel. It was just what I wanted.

"Oh fuck." I gasped through almost clenched teeth.

Her tongue was still violating my mouth which made it impossible to keep the word from coming out.

I tried to take a moment to think