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 intruder breaking in and ruining me.

My pussy is already throbbing and leaking just thinking about it, nipples stiff and rubbing against the fabric every time I shift my ass on the cushions, when a loud crash explodes from the back door like glass shattering everywhere.

Before I can even get a scream out this tall masked figure in all black bursts...