Frost's lips were millimetres from Daki's, she could feel his warm breath brush across her lips. Sending jolts of pleasuring electricity throughout her body, her desire was palatable. Frost kept this tiny distance for what seemed like minutes, teasing her endlessly, never crossing the last few millimetres to connect them both.
Daki opened her eyes in complaint, annoyed that Frost hadn't kissed her yet. It wasn't though Frost couldn't see her desire. Was she going to have to initiate the kiss.
