Beads of sweat dotted my brow and between my breasts that were so cold mere minutes ago. I couldn’t catch my breath as I tipped my head back to stare up into his face. Being this close to Damien was combustible.
It was like I touched a live-wire and that electricity was coming straight from the man in front of me.I stared into his dark eyes and saw how closed off he kept his expression, how steely and unforgiving he held himself.It melted me.It soaked me.Damien said nothing, but he snagged a lock of my hair and rubbed the strands between his fingers, watching the act, making a husky sound deep in his throat.I didn’t know why he called me over only to say nothing… and when all he was doing was touching my hair really inappropriately.I tried to catch my breath knowing if hell was real, I had a first-class ticket there because I was completely wet between my thighs.And all because of my uncle.The room was so hot.Iwas too hot.And I forced myself to back away to the other side of the island from Damien just so I could breathe, his look growing darker when the move pulled my hair from between his fingers.I licked my lips, noticing Damien’s gaze dropping to watch the act. He flickered his focus to the wine glass still secured in my hand then looked back into my eyes.“How much have you drank, sweet girl?”I didn’t reply, and a low growl left him as he took a step closer.“You need to be a good girl and answer me when I ask you something.”My heart fluttered. This sensation filled me that was completely abnormal and intense when he said “good girl”.“You’re not even old enough to be drinking.”I couldn’t respond to that. Couldn’t remind him my parents didn’t care as long as I drank it at home and didn’t leave afterward—the rule that was set on my eighteenth birthday, which he was present for. I felt too tense and breathless as he pushed off the counter and took three steps closer to me.As if my flight-or-fight instinct was activated, I moved back until the island fully separated us once again.He leaned on the other side of that kitchen island, the slab of wood and granite the only thing keeping me safe, it seemed. Damien braced his big, calloused palms on the edge, pulling my eyes there. I looked at the veins that lined the backs of his hands, never realizing how attractive they were.How masculine.“How long would you have kept it up?”At first, I didn’t know what he meant, but the longer he watched me, the way his eyes became hooded… I knew.I shook my head,even though I knew exactly what he wanted to hear.He growled at my insubordination. “Fina,” he said my name like a warning.“Kept what up?” I played dumb.He smirked, but it was less than pleasant.“Watching me… your little pussy getting wet when I’m around.”I gasped, my hand instinctively going to my throat as my uncle’s words sliced into me like an erotic whip.“Hell, baby, I can all but smell your sweet cunt every time I’m around you,” he groaned and moved closer, inching around the island.I moved one step back until the kitchen sink stopped my escape. And that’s exactly what I felt like I was trying to do.Escape. Retreat.When he stood directly in front of me, only a blink of time passing, I inhaled sharply, taking in the scent of his dark, spicy cologne. I stared up at him, getting lost in all the darkness that cloaked him.“I don’t know what you mean,” I finally answered.I know exactly what you mean.The corner of his mouth lifted in a sardonic smirk. “No?”I shook my head, feeling my eyes widen, my heart racing.“Hmmm.” His gaze lowered to my lips and stayed there for so long I unconsciously licked them.Damien slowly lifted his gaze to my eyes, staring into them deeply until I felt bared, like he stripped my clothes off and was about to feast on me.“W-What’s happening?” The words slipped from me as if I had no control of myself.He moved closer, so now he pressed his chest to mine. All the hard planes that made him a man were cushioned by the soft mounds that made me a woman.“You think I don’t see the way you watch me?”His gaze dipped to my mouth again, and I forced myself not to lick them this time. I had to make myself not shiver at his proximity that ignited electricity and fire inside me.“Do you think I don’t see the way your body reacts when I’m near? Your pupils dilate. Your cheeks turn pink.” He lowered his voice. “Your breathing increases.”I noticed when he moved his face closer. The feel of his warm breath coasted along my cheek, teasing the tendrils of my hair. He smelled so good with a touch of my father’s—his brother’s—alcohol that laced his tongue.“You’re a dirty girl for your uncle, aren’t you, Fina?” His mouth was by my ear now, his lips brushing the shell.My eyes fluttered as if they wanted to close, but I refused to let them. This was wrong. So wrong and yet it felt so good.“We’re all alone,” he finally said, and I heard the way he inhaled sharply for a second in mock-surprise. Teasing. Menacing. “What shall we do?”I shook my head, but I didn’t know what I was denying. I knewwhatwas racing through my thoughts.They were illicit. Filthy. Completely taboo. This man was my uncle. Related to me.Was I honestly fantasizing about all the dirty things I wanted him to do to me?And when I felt the wet, hot glide of his tongue along my ear, I shuddered and thought,Yes, yes, I actuallyamcrossing that line. Because, God help me… this feels incredible.He must have sensed the way I surrendered in my mind because his hands were on my waist, his fingers digging into my hips a moment later. A low growl spilled from him, and it was the sexiest thing I ever heard.“I want to hear you say the words,” he all but snarled. He pressed all his masculine inches into me, and the hard, enormous length of his cock had me gasping.A moan was pulled from me, and I bit my lip hard enough I tasted blood. That coppery tang filled my mouth… turned me on even more.“I don’t know what you want me to say,” I lied, those words spilling from me hard and sharp like I didn’t want to even say them.He chuckled deep and low. “Ah, my little niece likes to lie to me.”I shivered, my breasts feeling so sensitive and heavy, my nipples tight and tingling even more than they were from the freezing
Oh, God.“How many cocks have been in this little cunt, niece ofmine?”I couldn’t breathe. His words were so harsh and personal. So hot.Crack! Crack!I cried out as he spanked me several times.“You better be my good girl and tell me.”“T-Two. Only two.”“Hmmm,” he hummed and smoothed his hand over my left then right ass cheek.His fingers skated over my clit, and I sucked in a sharp breath.“I would’ve much rather you had been my innocent, little virgin. Untouched. Unused. But Uncle knows it’s better you’ve been broken in to take my long, thick cock.”Damien started rolling the pad of his thumb over my clit, and a guttural moan left me. I sounded like a whimpering animal as he brought me pleasure I never felt before. I shuddered, so close to coming already.“You gonna let me fuck this pussy the way I want?” He smacked me between my thighs, and I cried as the pain and pleasure coalesced. What was this feeling? I didn’t know whether to run or to beg for more.He pushed my shirt up, in
I crawled to him until I was close enough I smelled the musky scent of him, his cock obscuring my view of his face as I sat on my heels.“Open wide, Fina. Be your uncle’s good girl.”My lips parted. My mouth watered.“I’m going to mouth-fuck you… go all the way down your throat and use it like my personal cocksleeve,” Damien said with a gentleness that didn’t match the crude words, and he smoothed his palm over his leaking dick. Faster than I could brace myself, he had his hand on my jaw, and my hand shot out to wrap around the back of his leg to keep myself steady. I felt the slipperiness of his cum on my skin then tasted the salty flavor of it on my tongue when he shoved his fingers between my lips, prying my mouth open.I gave in to my sudden desire to suck those digits, but it only lasted a second. Because he removed them from my needy mouth, smoothing his hand over my face, wiping it clean on me.“My beautiful whore,” he cooed, and the words both hurt my feelings and made me clen
His enormous body shuddered before he stepped back, his cock bobbing in front of my face, still hard and shiny and slick from my salvia.My lips felt swollen, my throat sore as my hiccupping sobs continued quietly. More spit dribbled out the corners of my mouth, making me feel even more out of control. But to him, it must’ve looked thick and erotic because Damien smoothed his fingers over my lips, smearing my drool around.“My beautiful, dirty, fucking girl. Now it’s time I break in that little pussy of yours.” He cupped my chin almost gently as his thumb caressed my cheek. “Now, Fina,” he said, his tone more like a command, leaning in so our lips were close together. “Give me that pussy.”I knew one thing with certainty.I was going to give him my pussy and more if he demanded it.“Take off your clothes. All of them. So you’re naked in front of me. I want to see that blush on your face spread to your pert, little tits.”My chest hurt from the force of my breathing, and my hands shook
With one last lick, Damien slowly stood, his mouth glistening from eating my pussy and ass out. He gripped my chin and parted my lips then leaned in, bracing a hand on the table beside me, his mouth hovering over mine.“Open wide,” he demanded. “Wider, pretty girl,” he growled when I didn’t readily obey. “Mmm. My good fucking girl.” His focus was on my mouth.Damien added more pressure to my chin until my jaw popped, and I blushed. He leaned in closer, his gaze trained right on mine, and then he slowly let a trail of saliva fall from his tongue and drip into my mouth.He pulled back and stared at what he just put in me, at what hadn’t gotten fully in my mouth and was dripping down the side of my face.“So good, Fina.” He let another long, thick rope of saliva fall onto my lips, and I was so nasty for him that my tongue slid over my bottom lip so I could collect more of his spit. “Gonna fuck you until you’re sore tomorrow.”He let go of my jaw and straightened. Damien still had his coc
It was all I needed to come, to feel my pussy clench and relax around his cock as I milked him and worked him toward his own release.Damien made animalistic sounds, no longer quiet like he was while plunging down my throat. I felt him pinching and tweaking my clit. And those tendrils of pleasure grew until I would never find sanity again.He pulled out just as I felt his cock jerk inside me. I stared with wide eyes as he started jerking himself off before he came hard and long, spewing his load all over my belly and breasts. Thick, white, hot ropes of liquid that covered my skin like he painted me.“Rub it in. Let your uncle see you do it.”I smeared my hands over my belly, along my chest, and over my nipples. His cock was leaking onto the dining room floor as he watched, an audible sound of primal need spilling from him.And then he tucked himself back into his pants and helped me up. He cupped my face in his big hands but just stared at my lips.“Tomorrow night, baby girl, I’m comi
but we headed into the staff lounge and discovered that everyone in the company was there, and it was pretty much standing room only. I saw Jimmy and Eric sitting at a table with an empty chair, and I was more than a bit shocked when Eric waved me over to join them. Since I worked on my feet, the idea of sitting sounded wonderful so I stepped away from the girls in my department and sat down with the guys."Thanks," I said."Sure thing Zeela," said Eric with a big smile.I rolled my eyes at him. "I've told you before to call me Zee," I said.I have always hated my name and even though I go by Zee, Eric always called me Zeela since the day we first met. "I know, but I like your full name, it's so pretty, just like you.""What? Are you hitting on my ex-girlfriend now?" snapped Jimmy."So what if I am?" said Eric. "You're the idiot who broke up with her."Jimmy rolled his eyes and I said, "Come on guys, we're all tired from the long day and the longer week, so let's not fight, okay.""Fi
The house being dark meant the family was left on some trip and probably wouldn't be back for three or four days at the earliest. I went into my house, dropped my things in their normal place, and debated about the shower. I wandered into my room and saw that the housekeeper had changed my sheets, a service the family provided me without me ever asking, but they knew how grateful I was for this. Since there were clean sheets on my bed, I decide to shower before bed. I wandered into my bathroom, turned on the water, and stripped while it heated up. I tossed my dirty clothes into my laundry bin, which was also empty. I knew that all my dirty clothes from the week were cleaned, folded, pressed, and put away. Thus, another reason I wasn't considering moving from here anytime soon.Once the water was at the right temperature, I climbed in, stood under the stream and let it beat down on my tired, dirty, and achy body. I could see the dust and dirt run down into the drain while I processed