My mom’s so strict, I’ve never had much of a social life. With high school behind me, I’m determined to life life to the fullest, starting with getting past first base with a guy. I’m almost there, so close, when the cops bust up the party. And of course my stepdad, who’s a police officer, is right there with them. He thinks he’s embarrassed, but so am I, especially when the alcohol loosens my lips enough to admit that I have no experience with guys. The next morning, I’m pulled out of bed...

Tempting the man of the house is an accident, but the result is hotter than I ever imagined. It's our first movie night since I came home from college. I was laying on the sofa when I noticed how he was looking at me, where he was looking at me. I didn't mean to tempt him, but I'm very glad I did.

How does that song go? “Love in an elevator, livin' it up when I'm goin' down….”I’m claustrophobic, so I never thought that getting stuck in an elevator would be the best thing that ever happened to me. But it was. That’s because I got stuck with my stepdad, Stone. He did everything he could to keep me distracted. And I mean everything…

My Stepdad stretched more than my back...My stepdad's a chiropractor, so when I start complaining about my back, Mom suggests he gives me an adjustment. The only problem is, as soon as he starts touching me, my body reacts. Can he tell how wet I am, that I'm pressing against the table in search or relief? There's something different in his voice as he talks and then his questions get more and more personal. Is he thinking what I'm thinking?

I never planned to share a sleeping bag with my stepdad. Camping with my family wasn't exactly how I pictured spending part of my summer after my first year of college. I'd much rather be with my friends, at least that's what I think until a mishap has me sharing a sleeping bag with my step dad.

I ran up my mom's credit card bill and now my stepdad's making me work it off as in intern at his office. When I try to mess a few things up, hoping he'll fire me, it doesn't work. He knows exactly what I'm up to.I'm ready to beg and plead for my freedom. This is the summer before college. Only, the begging has an unexpected result. My stepdad loves begging. He loves me on my knees. And he especially loves it when I call him Daddy.

I tricked my stepdad, but it turned into a treat. Coming home for the annual Halloween block party was a last minute decision. I didn't have a costume, so I raided Mom's box from Halloweens past. When my stepdad mistakes me for my mom I think it's funny, until he starts touching me, then I can't think at all. What will he do when I tell him, will he stop, or will he keep going?

It all started with a selfie I took of me and my stepdad. I have a crush on my him but who wouldn't?Since I'm spending the summer after my first year of college with my family they let me choose the location of our summer vacation. My stepdad and I love to be outdoors, so I choose to go camping and hiking. Mom's not impressed. So it's not surprising that my stepdad and I end up spending a lot of time alone. but he doesn't like the selfie I took of us. When he goes through my camera...

I hated his rules until he added the one where I call him Daddy...My stepdad loves rules. I'll admit that our house runs pretty smoothly because of all his rules, but they can be suffocating. That's when I suggest a reward system. I didn't know that would just mean more rules, except I love all the new rules, the ones that are only required when we're alone. Rule number one, call him Daddy.

It all started with a subway ride...When the store I'm working at gets robbed and I can't get a hold of my mom, I call my stepdad. When he shows up and comforts me, that comfort takes a sexy turn on the subway ride home.

A road trip with her stepdad brings them closer, much closer...I'm disappointed when a last minute business trip has my mom backing out of driving with me to move my stuff to my college dorm. Then, my stepdad, Will, steps in and offers to take the road trip instead. When we arrive at the first hotel, our two bedroom suite isn't available. Our only option is a regular room with one king-sized bed. What's a girl to do?

It all started with a chocolate kiss, but not the kind you're thinking of, not the actual piece of chocolate that looks like a giant chocolate chip. No. This was a lot hotter, a lot more desperate and might have lead to me losing my virginity to my stepfather.