"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 had to wait until Kristen was engaged in a conversation with Mark before I approached Edith, who was hell-bent on helping us prepare dinner. 


Funny how I'm the one trying to approach her when she did the same before I got together with Kristen. 


“Are you going to stand by the door for eternity?” She turned to face me, smiling warmly. 


Against my better judgment, I found myself moving towards her. There is one thing about her smile that made me feel at home. 


“What's wrong? I doubt you will be here if you don't have anything you wish to ask me?” She stirred the pot on fire before she turned the gas off, and turned to face me, smiling like one who didn't have a care in the entire world. 


I cleared my throat, trying to think of how to start. “Can we sit for this?” I motioned towards the kitchen stools. 


She pursed her lips and nodded her head before a smile broke out once more. It was as if she didn't know how to make any other expression. 


Chapter 94