KRISTENI stood on the balcony overlooking the sea, my light-cotton robe dancing behind me to the tune of the wind. I couldn't contain my happiness. Within twenty-four hours, my life had suddenly become complete.June made me complete. It took everything in me not to burst into tears when I saw her coming up the aisle with her dad.My doll... My June... My life had spontaneously gotten back on track, and I couldn't be any happier that June was there with me to celebrate, to give me congratulatory kisses, and to pleasure me as we rejoiced.Immediately after the wedding had ended, we flew out to Maldives for our honeymoon. In June's words, "Seattle has too many bad memories. I need a breather."And I couldn't help but agree. Here, in a bungalow close to the sea, we had all the time in the world, making out when we wanted and engaging in all sorts of fun activities. In less than twelve hours, we had played in the shallow part of the water, fucked on shore, fucked on the kitchen island,
EPILOGUEJUNEPeering down at my baby, I tried not to shed a tear. Martha Mary Storm was the name Kristen gave to her, in honour of the two women who played significant roles in our life.I tenderly caressed her red hair, which was so much like her father's. The only thing she picked after me was her honey-brown eyes.She produced noises in her throat, and I did the same, inducing her to giggle like a darling. It has been 6 months since I gave birth to my baby. Favour and Henry literally live with us. They do nothing else in their leisure aside from spending time with their granddaughter, who I have no doubt will be spoiled rotten.It doesn't help matters that Mark adores her. He's always getting presents for her, declaring to be the best uncle she can ever have.He hasn't found a girlfriend yet, though he insisted he wasn't in a haste to find one. I have sought countlessly to help him out, to ease my guilt, but he doesn't seem to want that. Kristen asked me to let it.“Darling, Mark i
JUNE"Fuck me harder, Kristen.”The sound of moaning and the slapping sounds that followed woke me up from sleep. I sat up on the bed and stretched my muscles. “Yes, Kristen. That's it! Hit my damn pussy!” A woman cried out. I rose from the bed and hastened towards the door.The thoughts of what was going on in the room opposite mine made my heart feel like it was being sliced in two. I knew I should return to my room, but the thoughts of seeing him naked far outweighed my need to run. “Fuck. You are so tight,” Kristen growled in that deep voice of his that never ceases to send rippling shivers down my spine. My legs shook, yet, I managed to reach his door. I gently opened it, like I always did any night he brought a whore back. His back, and his beautiful tattoo, were the first things I saw. His rippling muscles bulged with each thrust he made. His black hair was tied up, showing the tail of the dragon tattoo that ran down his back. Lying in front of him was a woman.Though
KRISTENFuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!!I hate myself right now.What kind of a shitty uncle am I?I ran my hand through my hair as I went back to my room. The print of my dick against the short I hurriedly jumped into when June bolted almost made me sigh. Sex had never felt so repelling as it did now. In a bid to gather my thoughts, I paused outside my door with my forehead resting on the goddamn frame. With the way I pulled out of the woman—still on my bed, probably—and bolted out, I don't think she will still be in the mood. What's worse, I left her tied. I palmed my face and sighed. June was supposed to be asleep. Hell, I was the one who woke her most of the time since she slept kind of deep. Was I that loud? No, rephrase that: was she that loud? My mind spiralled as I slowly pushed into my room. I did not expect the sight that greeted me. The whore—forgive me, I don't know her name—was spread on the bed, a side of her lower lip caught by her teeth, and her thighs spread like a fucking w
JUNE“June—”My phone chose that moment to ring.I hastily got up from the chair I was sitting on and hurried over to my bed.I answered the call the moment I saw the caller's ID.“Mark?”“Are you ready? I'm waiting outside for you. Don't forget, you promised to help me with my assignment," he rushed the words the moment I answered the call.“Shit.....”I gulped when I noticed the dark stare from my uncle when I used the cuss word.“I will be down in a few!” I disconnected the call. “That's Mark. He's waiting for me downstairs.” I carried my backpack and stuffed my phone into it.“June, I'm not through —”“Love you, uncle.” I took the juice from the tray he brought in and pecked him on his right cheek before I hurried out of my room, stuffing the juice in with my phone.It wasn't until I took three steps that I realized something.My uncle is still in my room.However, that's the least of my problems. I'm worried he might snoop around.And that, right there, is the issue.I don't need
KRISTENAfter June's surprising request for me to leave her room so she could lock it, I lingered at the sitting room's window, closely watching her as she talked with Mark.I don't know where the conversation tilted to that made Mark lift the hem of his shirt, but it did not sit well with me.I slowly opened the front door, monitoring the way June sighed as she stared at his abdomen. Was he showing my niece his dick?!Anger poured into every inch of my body as I stood on the front porch, a visible scowl on my handsome features.Talking about handsome, I have always been termed sexy, good-looking, and even beautiful! With natural red hair which I regularly dye black, and noticeable green eyes set below long lashes, I easily grab attention—especially of the opposite sex. I have been told to let the natural colour of my hair be, but red is not a colour I love.Mark's car had still not moved an inch.Each second made me grow agitated. What does he want with June anyway? His father was my
KRISTENWhen I invited Brenda, I did not expect her to come with someone else, and not with the lady I fucked in an alley some days ago. It's funny how I remember their faces despite the way I patronize a different one each day. Brenda leaned forward on her toes and kissed my cheek. "Hey, handsome.""Hey." I ushered them in. "I didn't know you'd be coming with the company.""Oh, pay no heed to Alicia. She only begged to tag along because... well, she couldn't resist the sight of you. I talked about you after our session the other time.""Hey, beautiful," I said to the other lady. "Alicia, right?" She pushed her petite hand for a handshake. I kissed her knuckles like a gentleman. Gentle will not be remembered when I fuck her, or when my dick is down her throat."I remember you. Nice to meet you, Mr Hardcore."I chuckled. The name—and a little spice in her voice—went straight to my groin, tenting my trousers. Brenda's eyes went there."I can see you have been waiting," she said, lowerin
JUNEWho would have thought that forgetting a textbook would lead to me walking in on a scene that left me bothered?My uncle stood in front of me, a delicious sight, and he expected me to remain calm.Hell no.My heart pounded so loud, and all my blood rushed straight to my ears as my eyes racked through his body, starting from his neck, down his nipples which looked like they were eager for my mouth, to his shaft which was straining on my purple towel.Double fuck!I slowly licked my bottom lips. My pussy throbbed from both an orgasm I didn't get to reach because I was caught by my uncle. And the sight of him, partially naked, and looking delicious, made me crave him more.“June, what are you—”“I can make you feel good as those whores, uncle.” I slowly got on my feet—on shaky thighs—as I closed the distance between us.He looked like he was in a trance, with the way his eyes dilated; his breathing came out in gasps. He hasn't lost his erection yet, and I saw it as a good thing.Hmm.