Chapter 62: Chapter 62

JUNE

For the first time in a long time, I woke up with a smile. Though my body ached from what we did the night before, I was satisfied. Sex with Kristin was more than I ever envisioned. Just thinking about it makes me squeal in delight.

Fuck!

I finally got fucked by my uncle! Like, damn!

Who could have thought that I would one day get all I have wished for? It was so unexpected.

With a smile on my face, I slowly got down from the bed and went straight to his closet.

Though he wasn't in bed with me when I woke up, I wasn't bothered. Knowing Kristin, he's probably in the kitchen, having a cup of his early-morning coffee. I don't think he can live without alcohol, sex and coffee.

I wore one of his shirts without bothering to wear any pants underneath — didn't see any reason for it. The shirt stopped mid-thigh, leaving my creamy thighs exposed.

All it would take is bending over for him to see the treasure down there.

With a smile on my face, I strode out of his room.

I didn't spare my room a glance as I walked towards the stairs, humming under my breath.

Though I felt sore down there, it wasn't as intense as the burn I felt after I had sex with Mark. It could be because that was my first time.

Just like I thought, he was in the kitchen. He wasn't putting on any shirt, only a small brief that left nothing to the imagination. From where I was, I was able to admire the man who had turned from an uncle to a lover over the night.

The dragon tattoo that ran down his back seemed to glisten as my eyes went lower, stopping on his firm cakes. There is just something indescribable about men with a tight arse. Makes me want to fondle the mound while reaching forward for a sip from the nature-gifted straw.

With his back to me, a cup in hand and his attention on the window, he gave out the vibe of one posing for a camera.

The glow of the morning sun washed the kitchen in a natural yellow hue, bouncing echos of reflections and heat off the walls. My object of desire stood there doing something as simple as sipping from his cup, but unknowingly making my heart ache for him.

He raised the cup to his lips and took another sip. The beautiful brown eyes of the dragon on his back contracted as his fingers moved the cup to his lips, his biceps flexing with each movement.

I heard a soft slurp that followed a contented exhale.

I have never loved him as much as I do now, staring at the beautiful back of the only man my heart beats for, knowing he's now mine.

Satisfied with my secret admiration, I closed the distance between us.

“Good morning, uncle,” I greeted, causally waving at him.

He was shocked for a moment as his eyes went to my face before they slowly went down until they got to my thighs. His nose flared, and his eyes darkened a bit, exactly the way I thought.

He dropped the cup of steaming coffee before it crashed, “Good morning, darling. Had a wonderful night?”

“You bet I did,” I winked at him, walking over to the counter. “Yours was great, I trust?” I asked over my shoulder, trying not to chuckle at the conversation we were having.

It was as if we didn't just fuck like rabbits a few hours ago.

“It was the best,” he said in that throaty tone that never ceases to arouse me. I had to force my legs to move before I turned to a puddle right in front of him.

“Really?” I got a plate from the rack and took one of the cereal packs before I went to the fridge to get the milk.

With the things I got, I strode back to where he was, but instead of going towards him, I moved opposite, causing him to raise a brow at me.

I sat on the kitchen stool and poured a considerable amount of the cereal into my plate before I poured some milk into it.

Kristin looked like he wanted to say something, but decided against it, opting to stare at me as if he was expecting something from me.

It was fun to know that the unabashed way I was acting seems to be affecting him.

With a smile, I leaned over my cereal bowl with both my arms squeezing my breasts together, giving him an eyeful of my full cleavage.

Call me a slut or whatever, but I get off knowing how much effect I have on him.

He coughed, openly staring at my breasts while I pretended to play with my meal, further driving him crazy.

Who would have thought it would be fun to tease the old man?

"Doll?"

"Mm? Is there any problem?" I sweetly asked, 'innocently' eating my meal.

"Uh, nothing," he nervously took a sip of his coffee, while staring at me.

With his entire gaze on me like I was hoping for, I grabbed a spoonful of cereal and milk and brought it to my mouth. Faking a cough, I purposely spilled it on my cleavage.

“Fuck!” I cried out, rising to my feet in pretend shock, knowing that the outlines of my breasts were clearly showing.

Like I expected, he rushed over to me with a napkin, “Are you alright?” he asked in a gentle tone while searching my eyes for any indication of pain like I tumbled down the stairs or something.

The cold milk made my nipples hard, and they were now swollen red and poking through the fabric.

“I'm good. Just wet and hard,” I 'innocently' smiled at him, hoping he understood the innuendo in those words.

He gulped as he helped me wipe the milk, slowly rubbing my nipples through my shirt. I squirmed in pleasure as he rubbed my tits through the material of my shirt.

“Seems better now. You can return to your breakfast.” He dropped the napkin and made to return to his coffee, but I stopped him.

“Are you certain it is clean? Why don't I remove it, so you can fully clean it for me, dear uncle?” I shyly grinned at him.

“Doll, you —” he started to say, only to freeze when I started raising the shirt, exposing my creamy flesh to the only man I'm willing to spend the rest of my life with.

I removed the shirt, undoing the few buttons before discarding it and arching my back to better display my hardened pointy nipples.

He took a short intake of breath as my full uncovered breasts came into view. His eyes immediately went to my tits before they went down to my exposed pussy which was flooding with arousal.

“Do you like what you see, Uncle?” I shyly smiled at him, leaning on the island as I widened my legs...