chapter eight. Sweet pleasure

Will sleep on the bed while you sleep on the floor" I smiled devilishly at Mark who only but stared at me.

" I paid, I decide what will happen" I scoffed at him.

This isn't a business deal where he gets to show dominance, I am his blood. And I will sleep on the bed and he on the darn floor. Tonight he will support Florida with his back

" we will both sleep on the bed." Blood rushed to my face as I anticipated the unknown. No way was I going to sleep on the same bed as him.

" l__" my throat burned, my pelvic ached for something I didn't know. Was it lust that I felt? My body betrayed me like that Judas in the book of Christians. How dumb was that men?

" if you don't want to sleep on the floor, and if you don't want to catch a cold, you the one with sore throat." he said, his voice flat. Was he blackmailing me with my own medical record. Surely not. He would not have put himself in such trouble to find mare medicals.

" I suggest you come and join me in bed" I stood there for a moment contemplating if I should take his offer.

"Sure," I said as I strode towards the bed.

The bed was comfortable, the sheets creasing my skin like a lover. I sighed dreamily. If only my bed was this comfortable.

Started, I jerked from the bed as something warm stroked my bare ass. Somehow in the middle of the night, I had managed to strip myself. I stood naked infant of the men that I call uncle.

In the process, l had woken up Mark who stared at me wide-eyed. His eyes roamed over my body, my big breast. I watched as he analysed me. His eyes darted from one part of my body to the other.

Quickly I grabbed the sheet and covered myself. Curses on me for stripping.

" what the hell Mark? Why were you touching my ass?" Did he raise his hands in the air? He shook his head and sighed

" I didn't touch you, I swear." But didn't miss the secret smile he had. He had lied right to my face. That stupid idiot of an uncle. At this very point I was certain he was either a paedophile or a pervert. I just needed to rank him

" so what touched me?" I screamed at him.

" I don't know?" He stepped out of bed, his breeches extending towards me. I froze as I Stared at his member. I swallowed hard.

" but have you ever seen a dick before?" I swallowed and choked on my saliva.

" do you know how it feels when you touch it?" He asked, his mouth lifting at the corners.

" Mark_" that was all I could say. My agile mind told me to get dressed and get out of the room that this conversation wasn't meant for me. But somehow I remained rooted as I started him to remove his breeches. His member sprung forward-pointing north.

" This is wrong" I managed to stutter.

" what is wrong? Is sex education wrong?" He said as he advanced towards me.

" Let me teach you," he said as he creased my cheek.

He held my hand that held the sheets tightly.

" Let me see," he said as the sheets fall onto the floor.

" They are beautiful," he said as his hand reached for the left one. I sucked in air, my muscles tightening at the intrusion.

" Mark " I gasped. What had happened to him being my uncle?

" shhh, you will like it I promise," he said gently.

" your innocence intrigues me," he said as he mouthed one of my breasts.

" your beauty turns me on, and when you were sleeping next to me I could not hold myself," he said.

The phone rang for the second time forcing Mark to groan and leave my breasts. Saved by the phone.

I dashed into the bathroom and locked the door. I breathed in, trying to calm my beating heart. My legs felt like jelly, and my breath hitched. I wished to call my mother tell her what hr lovely and adorable brother is doing. I opened my phone and stared at Jeremy and I, he would tell me what to do in these kind of situations or my bestie! She always has a solution to most of my problems.

I dialled her line and the call could not get through. Trisha would have known whit to do, she always does. I sighed.

" They have fixed the car, I will go and get it then we continue with our journey." I did not answer; I did not trust my voice. So I stayed in the bathroom a little longer. Waiting for my nerves to come down.

I visualized the way his dick grows in his pants. It was one hell of a sight. I wanted to run my hands on it. Give him a hand job. I giggled at the thought of that. But a part me reminded me to watch the line not to cross it. Hell would be waiting for me if I did.

" what's funny Mona."

Mark's voice boomed in the car.

"Nothing"

I giggled more. He just shook his head.

"You like what you see huh?" he smirked at me. My face flushed. It was embarrassing that he saw me checking his dick print. His dick for crying out loud but he knew very well wearing such would show his assets.

" Well it's a pretty sight don't you think?" I giggled once more. Shock radiant on my body. What has gotten into me? He is my uncle and should remain one but what could one flirting scene cause.

"What size is your bra." he posed the question. He took me by surprise. I wasn't expecting him to ask such.

"3D. Why did you ask."

"Can I see them?"

I froze. I waited for a minute waiting for the I am tripping but it never came. He was serious. but what we had done in the morning had removed any respect we had for each other.

"Remove your bra, Mona." His voice was commanding

Causing a wet pool between my legs. How is that possible? How was he able to do that?

" Excuse you?"

" You had the pleasure of seeing an imaginable scene why can't I " he shrugged his shoulders.

My eyes grazed him for a few seconds before turning my attention outside.

" I said remove your bra. I want to see them jiggling when I drive." He winked.

" I am not a whore"

" I never said you were, I just said remove your bra. Not a single atom of your body will be detached if you remove it. "

Who cares, let me have some fun for a while.

I un pined my bra. Slipped it out. I placed it on my lap. He glanced my way and smiled for the first time. I saw those dimples.

"Give it to me."

" Excuse me"

" Don't you get tired of the excuse me thing"

I am not a whore. I told myself. I am an alpha female and I was going to bend because a dick was involved.

“its not your mouth that is saying, I do not see why you are being offended?”

I pulled my earphones and plugged them in.

The drive to aunt Lisa's house was quiet. I turned to digest what had happened.my uncle had asked me remove my bra and I had.

"We are here,"

he said as he pulled at her house. The house was quite huge. I can't believe she lives here all alone and a chill ran down my spine, I was going to be here with him alone.

"we are going to be here for a while.” He muttered more to himself than I.

‘We might as well have while are here right?” he gazed at me looking for reassurance. Unfortunately, the answer he was looking for was happening somewhere else.

Hearing that my cervix arched for him. I am sure my thong was already wet, Oooo who am I kidding its fucken soaked in my juices. I felt weird like he could see right through me. I realized I wanted him so bad. I wanted him inside of me. I pushed those thoughts behind my head. He is your uncle Ivy, respect that. But how can I after what just happened? I just gave him a blow job. I had crossed all limits and there wasn't going back

We packed the gifts inside the car. By two in the afternoon we were done. I was exhausted and sweaty. I needed a hot bath. I threw myself on the couch. Released a huge breath.

I checked my phone for any messages. There was a weather alert message. I checked it out. There was a storm coming our way in about an hour. There was no way we were going to reach home. Fuck we are stuck here.

I threw my phone on the couch next to me. I should try and avoid Mark at all costs. I won't be able to control myself in front of him. I walked around the house. It was a pretty sight.

I walked into the kitchen only to be greeted by the back view of Mark. He was devouring ice. It's cold and here he is eating ice. I don't understand how men function maybe that is why I am still single. I shook my head.

"it's cold why are you eating ice."

" They help me cool down."

On what? I wanted to ask. The words seem stuck in my throat. Somehow I knew what he was talking about. I knew where this was heading to.

"But It's cold."

He shrugged his shoulders. I guess that is an I don't care and don't ask more questions. I proceeded to my room, which I guess is not Lisa's and took a hot shower. I let the warm water soak my body. I deserve it, after all that lifting. I closed my eyes as the water glided down my body It was going to be a long night.