All Chapters of Head over heels for my uncle Pedro : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

By the time the party was in full swing downstairs, the music drifting up in waves of laughter and bass, I was still upstairs in my room. I had just finished getting ready—makeup soft but glowing, my hair falling perfectly over my shoulders. I stood in front of the mirror, taking it all in, while Lisa lingered beside me, her reflection bright with excitement.“Oh, Michelle… you look so beautiful,” she said, her voice full of admiration as she reached for my arm.I smiled at her reflection. “Thank you, Lisa. Really… thank you for everything.”“It’s nothing,” she waved it off, though her eyes said otherwise. “I’m just so happy for you.” She pulled me into a tight hug, and I held her just as firmly, feeling a rush of gratitude and nerves all at once.After a moment, she pulled back with a playful grin. “Alright, I’ll head downstairs now. We’ll all be waiting for you… especially Patrick,” she added with a teasing raise of her brow.“Oh, stop it,” I said quickly, already feeling my cheeks

Pedro’s POV“Fuck,” I groaned, the image burning into my skull. Michelle resting her head on Patrick’s shoulder like he was the safest place in the world. The way she laughed at whatever he said—so easy, so free. It twisted something ugly inside me. Jealousy. Hot, bitter, and impossible to swallow.I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had to get out of there. Seeing them all sweet together annoys me in every way possible. I have never felt this way before.I have never been so drone to a woman that I lose focus or even get jealous. Now here I was, in this dingy, god-forsaken bar, trying to drown the feeling with glass after glass of gin.She had been all over me this afternoon—smiling at me, touching me, sucking the shit out of me, making me feel just how much hold I have over her. And now she was glowing for him. Patrick. The thought made my blood boil. I should be the only one who makes her light up like that. Besides her parents, I’m supposed to be the person who brings that happiness

Michelle's POVHis eyes darkened with hunger. “You want me to teach you?”“Yes,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.Before I could say another word, he claimed my lips in a slow, deep kiss that stole the air from my lungs. His tongue invaded my mouth with raw, demanding hunger, and I completely lost myself. My hands slid up his back, fingers digging into his hard muscles as I pulled him closer. Oh my God. His mouth tasted like smoke and sweet whiskey — intoxicating, addictive. I wanted to devour him.I bit his bottom lip deliberately this time, staring into his eyes with shameless need.He pulled back slightly, a wicked smile curving his lips. “Oh… you like it rough, don’t you?”His voice was low and dangerous. One hand grabbed my chin firmly while the other boldly cupped my ass, squeezing hard as he pressed my body flush against his. I could feel every inch of his arousal, and it made me dizzy with want. More. I need more of him.He licked from my lips up to the tip of my nose in

Pedro's POVI pushed the door open quietly and stepped into the dimly lit room. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm, golden hue over everything, but nothing compared to her. Michelle lay on the silk sheets, looking like a vision straight out of my darkest fantasies. The black lingerie I’d bought her clung to her body like a second skin—delicate lace tracing the swell of her breasts, the sheer fabric hugging her narrow waist and flaring over her hips. It was a perfect fit, as if it had been made for her alone.My pulse quickened as I approached the bed. I reached out, letting my fingertips glide slowly up her smooth legs, savoring the warmth of her skin until I reached the soft flesh of her thighs. She stirred, lashes fluttering.“Uncle Pedro?” Her voice was husky with sleep, but her eyes lit up the moment they focused on me.“Hello, beautiful,” I murmured.Before I could say more, she sat up and threw her arms around me, pressing her body tightly against mine. The scent of h

Suddenly, Uncle Pedro scooped me up from the floor as if I weighed nothing. A surprised gasp escaped me as he carried me across the room and gently laid me down on his big bed. He climbed in beside me, his strong body pressing close as he captured my lips in a deep, hungry kiss. His large hands immediately returned to my breasts, squeezing and massaging them through the thin, sexy lingerie I was wearing.“You’re driving me crazy, Michelle,” he growled against my mouth, then gave my left breast a light, playful slap that sent a sharp spark of pleasure straight to my core.“Fuck…” I whispered, my voice thick with need.He pulled back slightly, eyes dark with lust. “Do you want me to touch you down there, baby girl?” he asked as he gazed down my pussy.“Yes… please. So bad,” I begged, nodding desperately.A wicked smile tugged at his lips as his hand slowly slid down my stomach, teasing lower until his fingers hovered over my soaked panties.“Here?” he asked, his voice husky, as he cuppe