Heat
Saliva forced their way down my dry throat as I slowly turned my face towards Jake who was inches away from my face causing my breath to hitch.
"Don't worry, baby girl, I don't bite," he whispered as his breath fanned my lips. "You know, Ashely, if you weren't my step-sister, I'd be down to hook up," he said as his hand came up to caress my face. "Don't you agree?" He asked, running his thumb across my lower lip. "I bet these lips taste so good," Jake complimented as he licked his lips almost touching mine with his wet tongue. "Would you like me to taste your lips, Ashely?" He asked as I stared down at his lips. "I-I-