Noah's POV She had lost her composure. I hadn't imagined it. Her flushed face and uncomfortable demeanor. It happened.I smiled as I walked along the hall. It had gone just as I'd imagined it would or was I asleep? Could this be a dream?Davey's fist struck me in my face and I knew it wasn't a dream. Dreams don't cause pain and give a black eye.I was smart enough to take the surprise hit and go down. Fighting back would mean my death. I wasn't ready to die just yet.Mr. Hardly showed up again just as I knew he would. The man was out for blood this morning. Maybe the missus was starving him from getting some much-needed action. I could see it going that way.He looked at the both of us simultaneously, fuming as he did so. I cupped my right eye and winced. Fuck!Stars floated around my view making it hard for me to focus on the faces."What happened here?" Mr. Hardly asked in a voice that could sharpen granite.I put my right hand up. "I started it. He was just defending himself."Dav

Noah's POV I knew she was going to come to me. I could tell by the way she sounded on the intercom.I'd taken my shirt off when I entered the room. Now I waited by the doorway for Eve. She opened the door and walked into my arms shocked. She hadn't seen me there.Her body resonated with enough heat to put the sun out of business. She was on fire!My mouth went to her earlobes. Barbara had told me about how that seemed to be the most sensitive spot in most women. She had called it the first key to the pussy.My lips placed gentle kisses along her neck and she moaned out holding onto my arm. I felt like she did that for support. Her body trembled slightly.I wanted to know what her ass felt like so I grabbed it. I ruffled her skirt riding it up so I could feel her ass through her panties.Damn! It felt soft and jiggy. She seemed to like it. I was about to spank her ass but I thought better about it. Not yet.I lifted her and dropped her on the cold floor. Our bodies shivered. Hers from

Step-brother and Step-sister: A drifter gets a call from his father to help him out with a favour. He asks his son to help him babysit his step-sister while he goes on a week-long vacation with his wife. After much consideration, the lonely drifter agrees. What harm can come from watching a kid for a few days? But he soon regrets his decision when he sees his step-sister is a hot sensual teenage girl. Their bodies ignite in a tempting count against the clock. Anthony's POV I tried to focus on the thought that just evaded my mind. It seemed like I hadn't forgotten anything but I knew that didn't rule out the possibility. I forgot things easily.The clock on my dresser showed me that I had just a few minutes left for my flight.The redhead's mouth around my dick kept me from making any movements except for the frequent stiffening of my joints and the grunting.We had met that morning in the cafe just across the street and she had been okay with coming back with me even though I'd let

Quinn's POV Who does he think he is?! I was working myself into a fit. My chest heaved rapidly as I tried to relax.It was too early to judge but I knew I would hate him. I had to.There should be no friendship between a prisoner and the jailer. It was as simple as that.I thought about ways to make his life hell through the week. I remembered how I had made Mrs. Harlow's life hell. She had thought she could boss me around and be a competent hound dog for my mom but she had underestimated me.Mrs. Harlow had lasted a week. She had packed her bags and left a letter before the sun came out.I predicted Anthony would last two days and giving him 48 hours was my way of being nice.Haley's texts made my phone ring persistently. She wanted to know about my stepbrother. She would have to wait till morning. I turned off the phone and tossed it away.I stripped down to my panties, taking a minute to examine my tits once again. They looked different. Haley had been capping when she said they l

Anthony's POV The door opened.An older woman walked in keeping her head low. She was holding a tray with a jar of juice and some sandwiches in a saucer. Martha! Finally, I thought.She walked to the table and dropped the tray with an apologetic nod.I was about to tell Nancy it was the cook and she had just saved me from starving to death when I noticed she was looking at Martha funny.Nancy stiffened as the older woman turned around. Her eyes grew twice their size as she gasped."Mom?" Nancy shrieked.Martha raised her head and went pale. In that moment I could see the resemblance. Wtf?!"What are you doing here mom?" Nancy's voice rose.Martha gasped. "You aren't in a position to be asking me that young lady. I'm doing my job," She said. "What I want to know is what the hell are you doing here?""It's none of your business.""Really?"Nancy snarled at her mom. "Yes. Really."Martha's face fell and her shoulders slumped. She had lost most of the fight she had in her. It was a cr