"You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire."
I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... 
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Harboring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?

Sinful Desires: My Uncle Is Mine

What the hell happened to completing a project with Mark? 


"Thank you, George," I appreciated after a moment of silent deliberation. "Will you be able to get across to Mark?" 


"Yes, I should be able to. I just hope he sees my call. It should be loud whenever he is." 


Must be loud since he went with June. Maybe they are even... Good looooord! 


I exhaled softly to calm my nerves and restrain myself from asking for Mark's number. "If you get across to him, please tell him." 


"Extend my regards to the prof," I said as a sign to show that I wanted the conversation to be wrapped up. 


The call disconnected with a beep that made my throat dry. June at a party? 


I know what kids do at parties! Hell, I went to some during my lovely teenage years. Teenage parties surround nothing but drugs, cigarettes, and SEX! 


Considering that their hormones are just in development, I can't blame them for fucking around like horny bonobos. 


Chapter 19