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.

I never thought he'd see me naked... I’m home from college for Christmas, stepping into the shower when everything falls apart. Cold water shoots everywhere. I lose my balance and grab onto the shower curtain, but fall anyway. Of course it’s my stepdad who busts down the door, chest heaving as he assesses the situation. I’m naked and shivering on the floor. I thought I’d die of humiliation until I realize he’s hard as a rock.

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 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?

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...

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.

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.