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UNCLE'S TOUCH 3

Author: Naya Hart
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-15 14:18:07

CHAPTER THREE

The weekend came faster than Clara could prepare for.

On Friday evening, Uncle Ethan finished packing the truck—cooler stocked with drinks and food, thick blankets folded neatly, groceries tucked in bags. He looked over at her from across the driveway, a small smile playing on his lips.

“We’re going to the old lake house,” he said simply. “Just you and me. No one is around for miles.”

Clara’s pulse thundered in her ears the entire drive. She sat in the passenger seat, hands knotted tightly in her lap, staring out at the darkening road.

Every curve, every jolt of the truck over uneven pavement sent a shiver through her.

Her mind kept circling back to his promise—the one whispered in heated moments, full of dark intent.

The real thing.

The lake house emerged from the trees exactly as she remembered it: weathered wood walls, wide windows gazing out over the inky water, the long dock stretching into the stillness like an invitation.

Inside, the familiar scent of pine and
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  • FORBIDDEN DESIRES    UNCLE'S TOUCH 4

    CHAPTER FOUR Clara and Uncle Ethan returned home from the lake house on Sunday evening, just as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple. The truck rumbled to a stop in the driveway, and Clara felt a lingering tenderness in her body from the intense weekend they had shared. Every subtle shift in her seat, every brush of fabric against her skin, served as a vivid reminder of how he had claimed her virginity, how he had filled her so completely, and how he had brought her to climax after climax until she had lost all sense of count. The memories flooded her mind, making her cheeks flush even now.She stepped out of the truck, her legs still a bit unsteady, and reached for a bag overflowing with dirty clothes. The faint scent of lake water mingled with the musky aroma of their intertwined bodies clung to the fabrics, a intoxicating reminder of their passion. Part of her wanted to wash it all away immediately, to start fresh, but another part—t

  • FORBIDDEN DESIRES    UNCLE'S TOUCH 3

    CHAPTER THREE The weekend came faster than Clara could prepare for.On Friday evening, Uncle Ethan finished packing the truck—cooler stocked with drinks and food, thick blankets folded neatly, groceries tucked in bags. He looked over at her from across the driveway, a small smile playing on his lips.“We’re going to the old lake house,” he said simply. “Just you and me. No one is around for miles.”Clara’s pulse thundered in her ears the entire drive. She sat in the passenger seat, hands knotted tightly in her lap, staring out at the darkening road. Every curve, every jolt of the truck over uneven pavement sent a shiver through her. Her mind kept circling back to his promise—the one whispered in heated moments, full of dark intent.The real thing.The lake house emerged from the trees exactly as she remembered it: weathered wood walls, wide windows gazing out over the inky water, the long dock stretching into the stillness like an invitation.Inside, the familiar scent of pine and

  • FORBIDDEN DESIRES    UNCLE'S TOUCH 2

    CHAPTER TWO Clara woke up to sunlight pouring through the half-open blinds. Her whole body felt heavy and strange. Every muscle between her legs was still remembered last night. She rolled over and buried her face in the pillow. The sheets smelled like him. Pine soap. Warm skin and something darker. Her stomach flipped merely thinking of what happened last night.It was a taboo and she knows it but who cares.She was soaked again. The ache throbbed every time she moved. Her face burned when she remembered how she had cried his name. How he had licked her fingers clean like it was a normal thing. How he had guided her hands and also added his hands into her clit. A soft knock came from the door interrupting her thoughts.“Clara?” His voice was low and calm. “Breakfast is ready and you’ve got class soon.”She pulled the blanket over her head trying to hide her shame. “Coming!” Her voice cracked. She sounded so tiny.She climbed down from her bed, showered fast. She scrubbed her

  • FORBIDDEN DESIRES    UNCLE'S TOUCH

    CHAPTER ONE Clara slammed the front door with more force than she intended. The sharp bang echoed loudly through the quiet house, making it feel as if she had shouted her secret out loud.Her backpack hit the wall with a dull thud, and she kicked off her sneakers, one of which landed crooked by the coat rack. The campus shuttle had dropped her off early again, which was no surprise considering the usual traffic snarls.The house was old, with creaky wood and faded curtains throughout, but it felt safe. It was like a warm hug after the accident that had taken her parents from her. Ethan had been her anchor through funerals, piles of paperwork, and those long, restless nights when sleep refused to come. He was family, and he was her home.The fresh scent of laundry soap drifted from the laundry room, cutting through the stale afternoon air. Clara smiled softly to herself because he must have done a load for her again. Those little things, the way he stocked her favorite yogurt in the

  • FORBIDDEN DESIRES    BEST FRIEND'S FATHER 6

    CHAPTER SIX Friday came faster than either of them expected.Lana spent the entire morning scrubbing every trace of herself from the master bedroom. She folded his shirts with trembling fingers. She stripped the sheets that still carried their mingled scent. She carried her small pile of clothes back to the guest room like nothing had ever happened. Every movement felt slow and heavy. She felt like she had moved underwater.He leaned against the doorframe. Arms crossed over his broad chest. Jaw clenched tight.“You don’t have to do this,” he said quietly. His voice sounded low and rough.“I know,” she answered without looking up. “But I’m doing it anyway.”The doorbell rang at exactly 2:17 p.m.Lana’s heart slammed against her ribs. She smoothed Mia’s old hoodie down over her hips. She took one shaky breath. She walked downstairs on legs that threatened to give out.Mia stood on the porch with her suitcase. Sunglasses pushed up into her messy ponytail. Smile bright and brittle like

  • FORBIDDEN DESIRES    BEST FRIEND'S FATHER 5

    CHAPTER FIVE The first seven days after Mia left felt like living inside a dream that Lana never wanted to wake from. Every morning she opened her eyes to sunlight pouring through the master bedroom curtains and his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. Every night she fell asleep with her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart while his fingers traced lazy circles on her bare back. They made love in the kitchen while coffee brewed, on the pool float while the sun burned their skin, against the glass door of the shower until the hot water ran cold. The entire house smelled like them now. Every corner carried the echo of her breathless moans and his low growls.But the dream started to crack around the edges.Mia’s messages came less often, and when they did come, they carried a new weight.Mia 🐾hey… you’ve been super quiet. Is everything okay at home?Mia 🐾Lana?? Did I do something wrong?Mia 🐾okay now i’m actually worried. Call me when you see this.

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