"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

I heave, trying not to yell out loud when all I want to do is go on a stalking spree, get hold of that damned humanoid Barbie, and rip her hair off her damn skull. 


“June?” He asked when I didn't say a word. 


I took a deep, steady breath, closed my eyes and tried not to say anything rash. 


“Well… Congratulations,” I bit out as tears slowly slid down my face. I clenched my fists tight, “Well, since you are now dating, I don't think I'm returning home anytime from now.” 


I disconnected without waiting for him to say a word, only to throw the phone on the wall as a scream ripped through my throat. 


Mark came close to me, and wrapped his hands around me, “Are you okay? What did he say to you?” 


Since the phone wasn't on the loudspeaker, he didn't hear the conversation I heard with my uncle. 


“He's dating her,” I managed to choke out as uncontrollable tears slid down my face. My heart felt like it was being squeezed. 


Chapter 36