Chapter 47 – Basement's Basement

(Eve's POV)

“Eve!” Jessy called again.

We could hear the clicking as she turned on and off the switch. We both stiffened, and I bet we both stopped breathing. Of all my children coming here, it was Jessy going down and catching me from this insanity.

“Eve?” She began to descend the stairs.

“Oh, my God!” I whimpered, biting my bottom lip hard.

My eyes rolled back, and I was sure it was not because I was worried or panicking about being caught but because Callahan dug in deeper to reach my cell phone and eased back, pulling out his manhood. I arched my hips back like a wanton-lust crazy woman, not wanting this craziness to end.

“Rosie?” Callahan cleared his throat and beamed the small light to the staircase, stopping Jessy from taking another step.

Thank God for this pull-out storage; we were hidden except for Callahan’s head, peering at my daughter.

“Mr. Barclay,” Jessy muttered, not correcting him. “Where’s E…” she cleared her throat. “Mom?”

“Basement,” he answered briefly, his other