"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

“How dare you?!” Before I could stop myself, I had already landed a slap on his face. My patience had gotten to its yielding point. 


Almost immediately, three of the men sitting behind us rose. Attired in identical red suits, they seemed to be together. 


I observed in fear as the guys approached me. The man I slapped cocked his head to the side as a smile danced on his lips. 


“Do you think you have a say in this, pumpkin? You will come with me!” He added with a bit of force, eyes gleaming with mischief. 


I anxiously darted around at the party going on in full swing. None of them were aware of what was taking place. Even the bartender acted like he was blind. 


I gulped, turning my head slowly to look at him. “In your fucking dreams! Even if I want to shag, it wouldn't be with someone as ugly as you are.” 


I could even manage the pervert I met at the convenience store and the stupid bartender. Hell, I would manage anyone as long as they are not this psycho. 


Chapter 4