"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

Kristin has been busy with work since we returned from a three-day trip to Dubai. It was on a weekend, so it didn't necessarily affect my studies. I only had to do most of my assignments over there. 


We have been dating for a month now, and things have been good. Too good that I was afraid something might happen to shatter the happiness of the last month. 


I found myself, looking behind me whenever we were out on a date, scared that someone might discover our secret. 


I once voiced it out to Kristin, but he waved it off as me acting paranoid. And since then, I've tried not to say anything concerning it. 


“Are you okay?” Mark touched my forehead, furrowing his brows as he did so. “Your temperature is high.” 


“I know,” I placed my head on the desk, trying to keep my eyes open. 


For three days now, I've been feeling sick. Most mornings, I have to drag myself out of the bed. And this morning, I vomited thrice just at the smell of an omelette. 


Chapter 74