Chapter 4
“Om… AAAAA" I moaned loudly and allowed my arms go around his shoulders, hugging him tighter. “Ohhhhh fuckkkk, I'm cumming…I'm f*****g cumming!” I screamed.
My fingernails were cutting deep into his skin by now, but I cared less at that moment.
“f**k, f**k, f**k, I'm cumming” I screamed once more, which earned me a spanking.
“Hang in there for a second” he cautioned me.
“I…I…I…"
I couldn't speak because the pleasure was just too much for me to control.
Spanking me wasn't a smart move because it just seems to ignite the fire inside me and I arched my back…though I was still fighting to hold on, just as he had commanded.
“Argh” he groaned lowly.
His c**k began growing fatter inside me, his muscles began growing tenser and his breath quickened, and at that moment, I realized he's about to explode.
“I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming” I moaned out when I couldn't hold back no more.
His grip on my thighs tightened, similarly to my arms around his shoulders, and he thrust very deep and…
“Arghhhhhh”
“Fuckkkkk” we screamed respectively as we came together.
His tensed body stayed still for a very brief moment as he poured every drop of his sperm inside me, even my head was thrown back, and my lower lip tightly held between my teeth, which obviously shown how much I enjoyed it.
"f**k” he breathed out.
He slammed his lips on mine and spanked my ass really hard, it stunk a little bit, but I loved it.
“You're my mine now, and you have no right over your body, no more” he growled commanding.
“We'll see about that” I replied and jumped off his arms.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” he asked with a very deep frown, but I ignored him and began looking around for what to wear.
A frustrated sigh escaped my lips when I realized all that's left of my clothes is nothing, but rags -I bet even a mad woman wouldn't want to wear 'em.
"Fûck! Why did I do that? I don't know what came over me. This is an abomination. I shouldn't have done this. I can't believe I had s*x with my niece," he says, and my face falls flat. I thought he felt the same. I thought he also loved me.
"Why did you kiss me, Anna?" he asks.
"I've always had feelings for you," she confessed, her voice trembling. "I know that it's wrong, that you're my uncle, but I can't help the way I feel. I know it's not right, but..."
He cut me off, his brow furrowed in confusion. "You're my niece," he said, his voice unsteady. "You're not supposed to have feelings for me. I thought you always saw me as a family member, not as a...a..."
He trailed off, not knowing how to finish the sentence. It was all too much to process
I stood in front of him, my heart racing, my palms sweating. I had just revealed the biggest secret of my life, and I didn't know how he would react. I was terrified that he would be angry, that he would reject me and never speak to me again. But I couldn't keep my feelings bottled up any longer. I had to be honest with him, no matter what the consequences.
I watched him, waiting for him to say something, anything. But he just stood there, silent, his face unreadable. I felt my stomach twist in knots, my breathing becoming shallow and rapid. I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn't find the words. I was so terrified of what he might say, of what he might think. I just wanted to run away, to hide from the situation. But I knew I had to face it, no matter how hard it was.
Finally, he spoke, his voice low and trembling. "I need some time to think about this," he said. "I'm not sure what to say right now."
I nodded, my heart sinking. I had hoped for a more definite response, but I knew he needed time to process everything. "Of course,"
He took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts. "I left because I knew my feelings for you weren't right," he began. "I knew that I needed to get away from you, to clear my head. I wanted to forget about you, to move on. But I couldn't. I just couldn't stop thinking about you.
My anger faded, replaced by a mix of confusion and hope. "What are you saying?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm saying that I feel the same way you do," he said, looking into her eyes. "I've been denying it for so long, but I can't anymore. I'm in love with you, Anna. And I know it's not what I should be feeling, but I can't help it. I'm sorry if it's not what you want to hear."
I was stunned, unable to believe what i was hearing. I had hoped that he felt the same way, but i had never dared to say it out loud. And now that he had said it, i didn't know what to do. "I don't know what to say," i said, my voice unsteady.
He reached outand took my hand in his, his touch gentle but firm. "You don't have to say anything," he said, his voice soft. "Just know that I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. I want to make things right between us. I want to be with you."
My heart leapt at his words, and i felt herself myself deeper in love with him. "I want that too," i said, her voice full of emotion. "But I don't know if it's possible."
He pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me.
His phone rang loudly, and I saw my father's name flashing on the screen. He let go of my hand and picked up his phone from the chair, swiftly swiping the answer button before bringing it to his ear.
"Where the hell are you?" I could hear my father's loud voice from the other end, hoping he hadn't found out that I was with him.