"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

Someone needs to get me help before June completely drives me crazy—in more ways than one. 


What does she mean by, 'Well, since you are now dating, I don't think I'm returning home anytime from now'? 


What the hell does that even mean? I only said that to make her come the fuck home, not do the opposite! 


I thought she said she loved me... She said that. I can clearly remember the look of warmth in her eyes when she seduced me. I can remember the mix of lust and love that I always pushed away because it came from her. 


For someone she claims that she loves, fighting for that person shouldn't be difficult. Or isn't that the reason she hates Edith? 


Yes, hate is the word. June hates Edith and everything about her. 


I collapsed on a sofa in the sitting room and exhaled. I always thought that my life was perfect. I have a niece who loves me, a stable source of income, and access to women of my choice. 


Chapter 37