Semua Bab Head over heels for my uncle Pedro : Bab 31 - Bab 40

“Michelle, what are you talking about?” my mom asked, her eyes wide with shock.The entire table fell silent. I could see the surprise written across all their faces — Mom’s mouth slightly open, Dad frowning in confusion, and Uncle Pedro looking the most stunned of all. His dark eyes locked onto mine, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them.“I mean… I have a passport that I’ve never used,” I said quickly, trying to sound reasonable. “This might be the perfect time to finally travel. I can go to Miami with Uncle Pedro and explore the city a little.”My mom leaned back in her chair. “But this is crazy. You just suddenly want to fly off to Miami?”I cleared my throat, my heart beating fast. “You guys are always saying I need to explore more, right? And besides, Uncle Pedro will be there, so I’ll be completely safe.”“What about school?” my dad asked, his brows furrowed.“School doesn’t start until next month. I’ll be back long before then. Please, Dad… Mom…” I pleaded, my

Lisa and I grabbed our bicycles and rode off into the warm afternoon breeze. We cruised through West Downtown, stopping at all our favorite spots — the lively sports center where guys were playing basketball, the new movie section where we window-shopped for upcoming releases, and a few cute boutiques along the way. By the time the sun began to set, we finally made our way to the club.The moment we stepped inside, the heavy bass of the music hit us. Colorful lights flashed across the dance floor, and the air was thick with excitement, perfume, and faint alcohol.“It’s time to party!” Lisa shouted, flipping her hair dramatically as we walked past the crowded dance floor. She grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the bar.We slid onto the long stools, and Lisa flashed her brightest smile at the bartender. He winked at her and walked closer to us.“Hello, cutie,” Lisa said playfully.“Hey, beautiful,” the bartender replied with a grin, clearly charmed. “What can I get you ladies?”“Give

“Michelle,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with warning.She let out a playful laugh and jumped into the pool with a splash, the cool water spraying across my legs. “Come on, Uncle Pedro! Get in. The water is so nice,” she called, her voice echoing softly in the quiet night.I swallowed hard, my throat tight. Michelle was getting bolder and bolder with each passing day, and I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. She was frustrating the hell out of me—pushing every boundary, testing every ounce of my self-control. I couldn’t even tell if she was still drunk or if this was the real her finally breaking free.With a heavy sigh, I stripped off my shirt and pants, leaving only my black boxers on. I dove in cleanly, the cool water shocking my heated skin. The moment I surfaced, she swam straight to me like a magnet, her wet hair slicked back, water droplets glistening on her bare breasts.“Isn’t the water nice?” she asked sweetly, circling me slowly like a siren. I stared at her, u

The flight attendant greeted us warmly at the top of the stairs. As soon as we stepped inside the luxurious cabin, the door was sealed shut behind us with a solid, final click.I looked around in quiet awe at the cream leather seats, polished wood finishes, and large windows that flooded the space with light. Uncle Pedro turned to me, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.“I guess this is it,” he said, his voice carrying a hint of excitement.I let out a small breath and returned his smile. “I guess so.”Soon the plane finally landed. As we taxied to a stop, I peered out the window at the massive open space surrounding us. Before the cabin door even fully opened, two sleek black SUVs were already waiting on the tarmac, their polished bodies gleaming under the sun.A tall, well-built man in a sharp black suit stepped forward and handed Uncle Pedro one of the car keys with a respectful nod.“Welcome back, sir. Happy to have you home,” he said warmly.“Thank you, Eric,” Uncle Pedro re

Pedro’s POVI paced my home office like a caged animal, jaw tight with frustration. She was finally here. Michelle — that sweet, forbidden temptation — was right under my roof, just a few doors away. No more distance. No more pretending.She’d better behave herself, I thought, a dark edge sharpening my thoughts. Because if she pushes me… God help us both.I stopped at my desk and gripped the edge, trying to steady myself. But it was useless. My mind was flooded with her. That perfect, tight little body. Her pale, flawless skin that flushed so easily under my touch. Those full, cock-sucking lips and her perky breasts with those sensitive pink nipples that hardened instantly the moment I looked at them.I sank into my leather chair, legs spread wide as my cock throbbed angrily against my zipper. The memory from the other night refused to leave me alone. Her naked body pressed against mine, soft and warm. Those beautiful tits rubbing over my chest as I devoured her mouth in a deep, filth