"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

Though Kristin didn't speak of the conversation we had, I can tell that he hasn't given up on not accepting Mark. He made my favourite chocolate-sprinkled doughnuts and waffles. While he drank some juice, I opted for milk. 


It has been long since I had those with doughnuts. 


“What are you doing after school? I will pick you up at 3,” he suddenly said, causing me to snap my head up, shocked by those words. 


“Me?” I peered at him. “I intend to go on a date with Mark. He spoke of it yesterday, but—” 


“I'm taking you to the company with me this afternoon. There are things I need your help with,” he cut my words short without letting me complete them. 


“Why today?” I took a bite of my doughnuts, slowly chewing on them before I washed them down with my milk. “We can do whatever it is you need my help with, some other day, but not today,” I checked the time on my phone to know when Mark was arriving. 


Chapter 30