Masuk“I love you, Uncle Pedro,” I cried desperately, my voice trembling. “I love you so much… please, please don’t do this to me.”“Michelle, try to understand,” he said, his tone strained. He stepped closer and grabbed both of my arms, holding them firmly. “I must protect you. That’s what I’m doing.”“Protect me from what?” I demanded, my eyes wide with confusion and pain. “What are you protecting me from? Tell me!”“You won’t understand.” He turned away sharply, his back now facing me as he stared out the large glass window. The morning light cast long shadows across the room. “Please… don’t make this any harder than it already is.”I couldn’t stand the distance. I rushed forward and wrapped my arms tightly around him from behind, pressing my cheek against his strong back as bitter sobs tore from my throat. “Please, Uncle Pedro, don’t do this,” I begged. “Whatever I’ve done wrong, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. Don’t send me away. I want to be with you. It’s you I want… I love you.”He
The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed. Uncle Pedro was already gone, as usual. A soft smile touched my lips—I was starting to get used to it. Instead of disappointment, warmth bloomed in my chest as memories of last night flooded me.He had made love to me so slowly, so passionately, like I was something precious he wanted to savor. I could still feel the weight of his body over mine, the way his muscles trembled as he held back, burying himself deep inside me with every unhurried thrust. The way he kept whispering my name—“Michelle… Michelle…”—like a sacred prayer against my lips. His low groans and heavy breaths had mingled with mine, our foreheads pressed together, eyes locked in the dim light. Every movement had been filled with emotion. I had never felt so connected to anyone in my life.My God, I’m so happy, I thought, hugging myself tightly. So incredibly blessed to have him.I reached for the pillow he had slept on and pulled it close, burying my face in it. It still
Michelle POV“You are everything I want in a man,” I whispered, still moving slowly on top of him. “I love the confidence your presence brings. When I’m with you, I feel like there’s nothing in this world that can harm me. I feel safe… like you would protect me no matter what.”“Ahhh…” I gasped as a fresh wave of pleasure hit me. He grabbed my ass with his free hand and squeezed firmly, making me moan louder as I rolled my hips.I grabbed his chin gently but firmly, forcing him to look straight into my eyes. “I fucking love everything about you. Your piercing eyes… your long nose… those sweet lips… your beautiful body… your thick, beautiful cock.” I kept grinding my wet pussy along his hard length, both of us breathing heavily. “Fuck… you turn me on so much.”He bit his lower lip, licking it frequently, his eyes dark with raw desire. “Oh Michelle… what are you doing to me?” he whispered, voice strained.“Uncle Pedro… ahhh!” I cried out. “I should be the one asking. Fuck… what are you
Pedro POVI rose her upward gently and cupped her beautiful face with both hands, staring down at her flushed, smiling expression. She was so incredibly beautiful — glowing, satisfied, and looking at me like I was her whole world. I loved her so much it physically hurt. I didn’t know how I was going to let her go.I wanted her near me. I wanted her around me every single day. I wanted to scream it from the rooftops.I kissed her slowly, deeply, like I was trying to memorize every second, every taste, every soft sound she made — so I would never forget. Then I pulled her into a tight, almost desperate hug, holding her like she might disappear if I let go.“Uncle Pedro…” she whispered against my chest.“I care about you so much, Michelle,” I murmured into her hair. “I just want you to know that.”“I love you,” she replied softly, her voice full of sincerity.My heart clenched painfully. She was too good for me. Too pure. Too innocent for the darkness that surrounded my life. I couldn’t
He suddenly stopped moving, buried deep inside me, and leaned down to capture my lips in a hard, long, soul-searing kiss. His tongue dominated mine as he poured all his hunger and passion into it. I moaned into his mouth, my hands clutching his back, nails digging into his skin.Then he started fucking me again — deep, powerful strokes that made my toes curl. Each thrust felt like it reached the very center of my soul.He rose above me, his strong hands kneading and squeezing both of my breasts as he began moving a little faster. His thick cock was hitting that exact spot inside me over and over again, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body.Fuck… this man knows exactly how to fuck.And I loved every single bit of it. The way he filled me so completely, the way his hips rolled with perfect rhythm, the way his muscles flexed with every thrust — it was intoxicating. I made the right choice giving myself to this man. Not only was he incredible in bed, but he had the kindes
Michelle POVFuck… I love everything about Uncle Pedro.I loved the way his thick, beautiful cock felt stretching my mouth. I loved the deep, guttural sounds he made every time I sucked him harder. I loved how his hips twitched and how his fingers tightened in my hair as he pushed in and out of my mouth. I was completely addicted. Head over heels for this man.I love him so much…He suddenly pulled his cock out of my mouth with a wet pop, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He lifted me up gently but firmly.“Oh Michelle,” he groaned, his thumb brushing across my swollen, shiny lips. “I love the way you suck my cock. It feels so fucking good… I almost want to come down your throat.”I smiled up at him, feeling bold and loved, and wrapped my arms around his neck. “I’m glad you like it, Daddy.”His right hand slid down between my thighs, his fingers finding my dripping wet pussy. He started touching me slowly, teasingly, rubbing my slick folds before circling my swollen clit with
Patrick drove us back that evening, the sky already dimming into soft shades of dusk. He pulled up in front of Lisa’s house first.“Bye, Lisa.”“Bye, guys. Have fun,” she said with a grin before slipping out of the car and disappearing into the house.Patrick watched her go, shaking his head as he
Michelle’s POVI slipped back into my room, closed the door behind me, and collapsed onto my bed with a dreamy sigh.Oh wow… Uncle Pedro.The moment I closed my eyes, all I could see was him. Those strong, sculpted muscles glistening under the pool lights, the way his wet shirt had clung to his br
I jolted awake.Sunlight stabbed my eyes. I threw an arm over my face, groaning. My chest heaved like I’d been running.I glanced at the clock.9:17 a.m.“Shit,” I whispered. “I slept too long.”It was just a dream.A stupid, vivid, mortifying dream.But then I remember how he held me tighter call
Michelle's POVI woke up early the next morning and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. The first thing I saw was Uncle Pedro sleeping peacefully beside me. My God, he was so handsome. Strong. His muscular arm was draped over me, holding me close like I belonged there. A silly smile spread across my fac







