My prom plans are shot to hell when my Mom decides to chaperone the dance. So, I make a new plan, except my stepdad catches me under the bleachers with my date. When he sends my date packing, I'm sure he's going to straighten my dress, tell Mom and march me all the way home. But he doesn't. No. Instead, he decides he likes the adrenaline rush of high-risk nooky. And once he discovers that, he can't seem to stop. If we keep taking risks like this, eventually, we might get caught.

A St. Patrick's Day pinch gone wrong then so very, very right...My stepdad goes to pinch me for not wearing green on St. Patrick's Day. I am wearing green, but once he sees my green bikini, he's not letting me leave the house. He says he wants to keep that sight all to himself. I'm happy to let him as long as he does more than just look.

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?

Months. It's been months since my stepdad's had sex and I overhear him talking about how horny he is. That's when I notice how he looks at me, the places where his eyes linger. He tells me not to walk around barely dressed. But I want his eyes on me, even if it makes me a bad girl. If Mom doesn't want him, I sure do. I want to please him, to make him lose control. When he does, he tells me I'm not bad. I'm his good girl.

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.

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.