"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 stood on the balcony of the suite and stared at the sky. Perfect... 


After my bone-breaking orgasm—and clean up as well—I started making findings. 


I know a lot of hotels and restaurants, but I wouldn't go to anyone without having my name seductively leaking out of the lips of whores. 


Yes, I used to be a very bad boy... A popular one. 


From the outside, it looked like a small restaurant. Actually, it is a restaurant, but the noise-proof suites romantically arranged in an attached building behind the restaurant made me think otherwise. 


It was just the perfect spot, cosy, and very confidential. 


I looked around the room I picked. As per my orders, flowers decorated the entire place; even the sheets had fresh rose petals resting on them. 


The balcony glass doors were wide open, letting in the night air. It wasn't enough to cause a cold but I was shivering, mainly from what was to come. 


Chapter 82