I love to make sweet things, he likes to eat them. I didn't know he'd want to eat me as well... I'm going to culinary school against Mom's wishes, but my stepdad can't get enough of my sweet confections. He works out more so he can sample all my goodies. Then one day, I give him a taste of something new and I realize the hunger in his eyes is for me, not the food. Or maybe he wants both.

Even though he's my stepdad, I call him Coach. He's the coach of my soccer team and so even though I'm eighteen, he still has the power to cut me off from the sport I love. So I have to follow his rules. That means no boys. I hated him for that, until I realized that no boys means I have room for a man.

It all started with a sprig of mistletoe... My task is to pick my stepdad up from his office. I never expected to be caught under the mistletoe with him. But his assistant reminds us that it's bad luck not to kiss under the mistletoe. We both lean forward, expecting a small, chaste peck. But when his lips touch mine, our bodies jolt. He pulls me harder against him. We pull away before things get out of control. When he marches me to his office, I'm sure that I'm in for a lecture. But when he closes the door, I give him everything he wants from me for Christmas.

My stepdad calls me a tease. It's true I do tease him a little, but only because I want his attention. I like the way he looks at me. I like the way his nostrils flare if I show him a little too much. Besides, is it really teasing if I'll follow through and give him anything he wants?

When he kisses me at midnight, everything changes. Well, not quite midnight since the impromptu DJ at my mom’s Christmas party was off by an hour. But that doesn’t matter, because the kiss I share with my stepdad is so hot, it burns me from the inside out. But he’s been drinking champagne all night. Will he remember that kiss and the promise behind it in the morning?

The day before I'm supposed to fly out to meet my boyfriend's family for Thanksgiving, he breaks up with me. He's pissed I'm not ready to offer up my V card. So I'm stuck spending Thanksgiving with Mom's crazy family and only my stepdad knows what happened. He's determined to cheer me up, no matter what it takes. Maybe I'm ready to hand over my V card after all.

I'm trading in my 'V' card for a membership to The Mile High Club... What do you do on a fifteen hour flight? I assume I'll be bored enough to sleep, much like my mom does. But then I wake up to find my stepdad watching naughty videos, videos with sexy airplane scenes. "Is that what you want?" I ask. He takes one breath, then two. His gaze travels down my body...