"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 stared at him as he said those words, dazed not only by the kiss but by the words I never expected to hear from him. Not in a million years. 


He placed both hands on my cheeks and brought my face closer, placing his forehead on mine as he stared into my eyes, a smile tugging the sides of his face. 


I expected him to kiss me since that was what his words implied, but instead of doing that, he pecked me on my forehead. 


“You look just like her,” he whispered so low I had to strain my hearing. 


“Like who?” I pursed my lips. “My mum?” I asked, knowing she was the one he was likely thinking of. 


Shocked, he gave me a look, shook his head and leaned down to capture my lips with his, sealing my question. 


Letting the matter drop at that moment, I wrapped my hands around his neck, and brought his face closer, kissing him with a vigour that surprised me. 


Chapter 56