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...