Forbidden Affair With My Uncle

Chapter 6

Lena

I thought my heart was going to explode. I thought my legs were going to give out as his lips crashed on mine. The first image that summoned itself inside my brain was him kissing the life out of my body the same way he was doing to my lips. My hand gently held his shirt as I parted my lips to give him more access.

I had always imagined how It would feel if I were to get kissed by him. Now that it was happening, It made me think whether I would be able to hold back my desires any longer. I know I had promised Dad to be a good girl. However, with the way his lips was igniting fire out of my body and making me feel as if I was drugged due to how perfectly the kiss was, I don't think being a good girl will last longer.

As much as I anticipated his lips moving down to other part of my body, it didn't. He pulled away abruptly but his face was still few miles away from mine. A bold step from me and we would be kissing again.

He bore his perfectly light brown pupils into mine and then grazed his thumb over my lips. "Go to bed. You have class tomorrow morning. Goodnight." He went as much as whispered. If not because my back was leaning on the wall, I would have fallen down due to how weak my legs were from our proximity.

I could barely utter a word and only nodded my head. "Good girl." He said and then withdraw back and walked away. I stood in that position with my heart thumping loudly in my chest and my core throbbing.

When my legs finally gave out, I succumb to the floor and slowly caressed my lips. "Did he just kissed me?" I muffled out the question.

"He kissed me." I repeated then covered my mouth with my palms. Damn!

I was going to lose my mind. If his kiss could almost rip my heart apart, what will happen if he would do that to my p***y too. Will I be sane anymore?

"I want more." I found myself saying, my lips curving up on the accord.

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"Good morning, Len." I heard uncle’s voice as I proceeded to take a bite of my bread. It stopped midair. I swallowed my saliva instead. He grabbed his usual spot. Thank god we weren't next to each other. I would have fainted if he goes as much as touched my hand.

"Good morning, Uncle." I formed the words out.

His brows creased together. "Call me George please. Uncle makes me look old-fashioned. Hope you had a good sleep?"

Good sleep? It was half good and half bad. Hell, did I even sleep at all? I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss and the imagination of how he'd suck the life out of my p***y with his hot lips. I had imagined a lot of the wild things my uncle would do to me and now he was asking whether I had a good sleep. Hell, no.

I put up a calm face. "Yes I did Uncl- I mean George." Calling him with his first name straightforward felt somehow on my lips but if that's what he wants, then we go by it. At least it won't make our interaction awkward. Maybe.

"Good. You're still an early morning person." He started as Martha served his tea. "Morning Martha." He answered her greetings.

"Yes. Guess I'm already used to my mom waking me up at 4am just so I wouldn't be late for school." I said. I would say I was proud of that and was also surprised how I got used to it. When before an alarm doesn't wake me up on time.

"Roseline had always been a good mother." He said and I nodded my head. Not trying to brag but my mother is the best mother I could ever wish for.

"You're right. Father loved her so much." I didn't know why I said that. In as much as I know how much Dad loves her, Uncle George knows that too.

"She was Eric's everything." He continued something flashed In his eyes which he was quick in masking it up with a smile. "Let's eat. I wouldn't want you to be late on your first day staying at my house."

I wouldn't mind being late. If we'd continue to have the conversation and have him give me the charming smile of his. I wouldn't mind skipping school completely.

We finished breakfast and took off the journey to my school. He played some music in the car but it didn't as much as serve as a distraction to me instead the way his hand was gripping the steering wheel while the other by rested by the side was what I engage myself in glancing every now and then. The urge to trail my fingers on the veins of his hand grew inside me. He didn't know I was checking him out as his eyes was glued to the road ahead. Or maybe he pretended not to notice.

We seem to arrive at my school faster than I expected. I wanted the drive to last a bit longer. Okay, Lena enough of the fantasy. Time for school. I mentally scold myself. "So, we're here. Make sure you stay attentive in class."

Did I forget to mention his voice has gotten hoarser? Because that voice can make me go crazy.

"Yes, I will uncle. I mean George." I said brushing a strand of my hair from my face. My body went rigid when he brushes another and pinned It behind my ears.

Is the man trying to make me go crazy with his teases?

"Be a good girl." I nodded my head and pulled open the door. "Catch you up later." He said again then waved his hand before winding up the car window. I watched as his car reversed and drove away before I released a breath of relief.

Be a good girl. His statement ranged in my head. Only if he'd be a good boy to me in bed.

"Wild girl!"

"Oh my God!" I flinched at the unexpected voice of Anita straight in my ears. I was literally startled. "What the hell Anita!" I hissed out placing a hand on my beating chest. Instead, she busted into a fit of laughter.

"I thought you were lost in your fantasy. Or should I say you're missing your uncle already." She teased with a wink. I rolled my eyes and we began making our way inside.

"When will you stop poking nose in my affairs?"

"When you and your uncle get together." I stopped walking and turned to her.

"Did you just say me and him get together? Do you know what you're saying?"

"Of course I know. Don't tell me it's all about the s****l feelings?"

We continued walking. "It is not." I confessed.

"Good. After all you're not directly related so it's all good."

I shook my head. "You won't understand Anita. Let's leave the topic as it is." I said with a sigh. Anita stopped walking and also made me stop by holding me by the arm. "Tell me something." She said her brows creasing.

"Tell you what Anita?" I asked not wanting to engage in the conversation anymore.

"Do you only want to have s*x with him?" She asked and I busted out with laugher. A sound one.

"You're crazy. Come on let's go before class starts." I draped my arms over her shoulder and we made our way to class. Telling her about the kiss will only deepen her teases more. It’s better I keep it to myself for now.

"What's with the crowd?" Anita asked as we saw people gather around the class notice board.

All eyes then turned to us. "Guess Miss top of the class isn't all that smart." Peter, one of my classmates said with a bitter tone. I found myself rushing to the notice board. What I saw made my eyes widened.