"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

My mind was plagued with thoughts of my uncle and that woman who calls herself, whatever it is her name is. 


I just don't care about her. All I want is to get my uncle far away from her, from her damn clutches. We just can't take any chances with her. But Mark said she's not a bother. He asked me to leave her, and I'm planning on that, though I don't trust her. 


“Where are you heading after class?” Mark leaned towards me to ask, raising a perfect brow at me. 


“Your house. I want him to come begging, on his knees.” My lips curved at the side, “he will do that when I don't return after 5. He will surely come knocking.” 


“Or rather drag you away kicking and screaming?” He chuckled low under his breath. 


Luckily, we are at the back of the class. Else, we would have been caught by the lecturer. 


“Shut the hell up, Mark!” I growled under my breath, staring hard at him, “I will have you kicked to the curb.” 


Chapter 31