My step-Uncle
warning : 18+ Erotica
"Beg me to ruin you," he whispered in my ear.
"Please, Sir, mark me," I said.
And with that, he entered me halfway.
"Thank you, Sir," I barely whispered.
He lifted my legs onto his shoulders, then pulled me down, pushing all the way inside.
"Oh God," I gasped, my head falling back.
"Are you ready, wildflower?" he asked.
I nodded.
He didn’t wait.
He thrust hard.
"Yes, Sir!" I cried out.
It was an adult site which brought us together. We chatted for a week and finally decided on three nights. Three nights of pleasure — and after that, no contact with each other.
But by the third night, I got too addicted to him. To my Dom, whose name I still don’t know. He was my Mr. Stranger. My Dom.
Even though we decided on three nights, and they were over, I wanted more. But the thing that shocked me was the website that connected us vanished the day after our third night.
It’s been two years now, and I’m still unable to forget those three nights. Still looking for him.
And then… I found him.
The man I gave my body to the one who ruined me so sweetly is now sitting across the table at a family dinner.
My Mr. Stranger
Now My step-uncle.
Was it just a coincidence, or a well-planned event?
And how did that website get deleted right after that day?
Will I really be able to stay away from the only man I craved for two entire years?
Was I the only one feeling this way, or was he no different from me?
Did he want me as much as I wanted him?
Whatever it was, I was in a deep mess with no way out .