“Great! Now, first of all, are you really Jocelyn? That’s not what Caleb calls you,” Lacy said with a wink. “Miss Congeni-er-Jessica thought Jacey was unprofessional,” I responded with a wince. “Lacy and Jacey. I like it,” Lacy decided. “Come on over. I’ll get you set up on your workstation, and t
Mr. Masterson laughed and shook his head. “I like the initiative, Caleb, but I’m sure Jacey can handle this.” Caleb’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I’ll be at my desk.” He gave me one last look, then started toward the desk outside the two big wooden double-doors to our left. “You just come afte
-Caleb- I stepped into Mr. Masterson’s office and folded my arms, my heart pounding with anger and fear. “What did you do to Jacey?” Mr. Masterson snorted. “Nothing. Not for lack of trying. Your sister is a poor negotiator.” “Stepsister.” I corrected him automatically. “And what was it you were t
“I am. I know it.” We got into the elevator. The doors were closing when a beefy hand reached out and stopped them. I tensed and put Jacey behind me. Toby and Butch were standing there, stone-faced. “What do you want?” I asked angrily. “Boss says we’re to give the girl a beat-down,” Butch said.
Toby put me down and cut the zip ties. I took Jacey’s hand and nearly ran from the office, dragging her behind me. “Caleb. Caleb!” Jacey said, breathless as we boarded the elevator. My heart stopped pounding in my ears when, blessedly, the elevator doors closed behind us. “What is it?” I asked. “
-Jacey- “Baby, get in with me?” Caleb asked once I had him in a warm bath. His abdomen looked awful, and there was also bruising on his arms and legs. “Why?” I eyed him suspiciously. Caleb gestured to his rigid dick. “Caleb,” I scolded him. “You’re hurt. I’m surprised you can even get it up at a
Caleb put his lips right by my ear. “Do you want me to make love to you, baby?” With a sniffle, I nodded my head. Caleb laid me down gently, kissing me. Then it was his hands roaming over my body. His rough, familiar palms touching my breasts and belly. Kissing me again, Caleb pressed his finger
“Dad, no!” I jumped out of bed and grabbed his arm when he was going to punch Caleb again. My father threw me off him. I tripped on the comforter, which was now on the floor, and hit my head on the bedside table. Jeanie gasped. Caleb saw what had happened and the look of hatred in his eyes was p