"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

"Why didn't you say something?!" I scoffed, my eyes wide in... surprise? shock? I don't know. 


"I'm fine," she said quietly. There was a certain tiredness swirling around her like a mist. It's been so long since she looked this fed-up. "I guess it's just..." She suddenly stopped and looked up, frowning. "Kristen..." 


"Yes, doll?" I shifted closer to her, now feeling slightly uncomfortable from what she was going to ask. 


"The men who beat me at the park... " She knitted her brows and I moved closer until I could see the mole on her left cheek. "... they asked if I was ready to leave the country." 


She looked at me, locking my eyes in place. Our eyes widened at the same time. 


"That sounds suspicious," June continued. As sudden as she said it, she waved it off, "Never mind." 


"No, doll. Talk to me." She made to get up but I pulled her back to the chair. "If there is anything you need to tell me, please say it." 


Chapter 104