Page 18 of Filthy Uncle To Go

“Do you like that?” he chuckles throatily. “You’ve got a great ass, honey.”

Without waiting for an answer, my uncle hoists me onto the bed, and takes a step back to look into my eyes, his gaze intense. Why did he stop? Did I do something wrong?

“What is it?” I pant, unbearably aroused.

“Is this what you want, Jenna?” he asks. I nod, but he maintains his distance. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel like I’m pressuring you.”

“I don’t feel that way. I want this; I wantyou. I always have,” I admit.

He gazes into my eyes as he places his hand on my cheek. He gently caresses it, and I turn my head slightly and kiss his palm. He leans in again, softly pressing his lips against mine, then steps back and takes his shirt off, revealing sculpted six-pack abs. I run my fingers along the creases of his muscular stomach and desire pools in my stomach. He takes my hand in his and guides it up his abs, then places it on his chest.

His heart throbs beneath a solid pec, reminding me of just how fast my own pulse is going. Its rhythm enchants me, and I feel completely spellbound by him, but I don’t mind.

“We’re in sync,” he notes.

OMG, this definitely isn’t a hook-up; there’s something in the air between us and it burns fiery and bright. I know our relationship is wrong, but everything between us feels so perfect. After all, we’re two adults who have an undeniable attraction that has manifested into intense desire. My family won’t understand, but right now, I don’t care. Our hearts are linked, and that’s all that matters.

I lean forward, gently kissing him. The butterflies return to the pit of my stomach, their flapping wings tickling the inside of my gut. He takes off my soft pink sweater, exposing my lace bra. He unhooks it and stares at my perky double D breasts before kissing one as he caresses the other, arousing me in a way I didn’t know was possible. I’m not as experienced as most of my friends; in fact, I’m still a virgin.

I’ve thought about this moment for years – the day I would lose my innocence and become a woman. I’ve held out for so long because I wanted my first time to be special, with someone I really cared about. Now, it’s finally here, and I’m glad Drake’s the one who will be taking me. He gently lays me down on the bed, the moonlight limning our half-naked bodies. My nervous body quivers as I stare up into his eyes. He gently runs his finger from my stomach down to the top of my jeans, hesitating before he unbuttons them.

“Is this okay, sweetheart?” he rasps.

I nod wordlessly, barely able to breathe, and he unfastens the denim and slowly slides it off of my lower body, his hands brushing against my skin as he does. He tosses the pair of jeans to the side, then kisses my inner thigh, causing me to moan. My heart races as his lips tickle my flesh. Pulling down my lace panties, he continues to kiss my ivory thighs. Before I know it, I’m completely nude before him, mewling and panting.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he whispers, those blue eyes hungry. Feeling a bit bashful, I blush.

“Thank you,” I say softly.

“Is it alright if I taste you?” he asks.

OMG, is this really happening? My pulse speeds but I manage to answer.

“Yes.” My bottom lip is quivering. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I completely trust him.

Gently gripping my thighs, he spreads my legs open, causing my heart to beat even faster. He lowers himself and stares at my soaking wet pink flesh, briefly admiring the glistening folds. Then he softly presses his lips against my bulging clit, causing a moan to slip from my mouth. Glancing down at him, we lock eyes as he strokes the sliver of flesh with his tongue. Another moan flows from my lips.

“Oh yes,” I sigh, arching my back. “Mmmm.”

Drake grins as he slowly slicks his tongue over my pearl. My legs begin to shake from the sensual feeling and I juice hotly into his mouth. No matter how hard I try to stifle the sounds flowing from my lips, they spill like gushing water. I give up and allow the moans to erupt as I grip the sheets.

“How does it feel?” he growls, still staring up into my eyes.

“So good,” I pant. “More, Daddy!”

“I will,” he mutters. “I can’t get enough.”

Wrapping my legs around his neck, I hold him in place. He gently caresses my rock hard nipples, sending a wave of tingles throughout my frame. My moans grow louder as he satisfies my trembling body. I grip the sheets tighter, balling them up in my fists as I near my peak. Oh gosh, I don’t think I can hold back any longer. Twisting in the moonlight, my body jerks as my pussy begins to ripple.

“Oh Drake, I’m coming!” I scream.

“Come, baby girl,” he rasps. “Come all over my face.”

I shriek again, twisting my nipples as he thrusts his tongue repeatedly into my hole. Meanwhile, my pussy convulses hard, hot juices flowing from my core.

“Unnnnh!” is my ecstatic cry. “Oh god!”

“Let go, baby girl,” he growls as his tongue strokes my flesh one last time, causing my body to jerk again. “Let me have it all.”