"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

It had been a very long time since I got so turned on. 


Sex was always great for me (even though I couldn’t say the same for the other party), but with Guilia, it wasn’t just great. 


I was yet to fuck her but the mix of impatience, lust, desire and something else I couldn’t decipher drove me over the edge. 


There she was on her knees, an epitome of insane beauty and stubbornness, playing with the tip of my cock that slid out the crevice of her warm boobs. 


Her hair, red and lustrous, played around her chest and shoulders, seductively covering some portions of her boobs. 


Lord, how I wanted to sink my teeth into them… 


The view I was getting and the slurping sounds she made wasn’t helping the orgasm I was trying to hold back. Before I emptied myself, before it even started, I grabbed her hair and pulled her back. 


Chapter 18