"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 didn’t know what to expect. Usman didn’t give out many details, and I wasn’t ready to linger any more on the phone asking questions that were probably going to take more of my time. 


I drew out some bills from my pocket after throwing my pants on and dropped them on the bedside table. 


“That is more than enough to settle the pay for the room. Leave whenever you are ready.” 


She didn’t move. I guess she was still trying to recover. A pity I didn’t get to nut. We were hardly halfway through what I had in mind. But that could wait. 


There would be enough time to nut, cum, cum again when I got Giulia back. For now, I just had to live through the agony. 


Chapter 50