Jessie Fire's eyes flutter open to find herself in an unfamiliar bed, her stepfather sitting nearby, watching her with an intensity that makes her heart race. She's never seen him like this, his eyes filled with a hunger that mirrors her own awakening desires. As she stretches, the sheets slip, exposing her bare skin. He swallows hard, his gaze trailing down her body, pausing at her hips, her breasts, her thighs. Jessie feels a dampness between her legs, a throbbing that demands attention. She bites her lip, her eyes meeting his, a silent invitation passing between them.