"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

There was a long-pronounced silence. I tried not to squirm. My breath grew laboured. I could feel his eyes on me, which meant that he was staring at me. But the longer the silence, the more heavy my heart got. 


“Doll?” He asked, stepping closer to me. 


With the blindfold on, my senses were heightened. I was able to sense his presence without seeing him. 


I gulped. "Being a bad girl, uncle,” I purred, hoping it would ease whatever was going through his mind. 


Kristin is a ticking time bomb, one you need to handle with care, or else he might go off at the slightest provocation. A wrong cut might cost you much. 


I felt the bed dip before he placed his hands on either side of my arse, kneading the flesh. 


“Fuck!” I cried out when his actions took the dildo deeper into my pussy. My arousal dripped down my legs, lubricating the dildo further. 


Chapter 71