Chapter 1
Zoe’s POV.
It’s midday and the house is dead quiet, just me buzzing like a live wire on the couch in nothing but this thin tank top and my soaked panties, my heart slamming from all those filthy texts I sent my stepdad about some masked...
Chapter 1
Zoe’s POV.
It’s midday and the house is dead quiet, just me buzzing like a live wire on the couch in nothing but this thin tank top and my soaked panties, my heart slamming from all those filthy texts I sent my stepdad about some masked...