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I start flipping on lights and going through the house, searching closets and under beds while she follows behind me on the balls of her feet. “Why the hell would they thinkthat?”

“I don’t know…” I pass her in the doorway of a guest room and her tits graze my belly, making her gasp. “Th-they’re into boys. That’sallthey’re into. But I think the guys they want to date are gross. I think they’re offended at how much I don’t care. They think I’m stuckup.”

Goddamn, the barest touch of her and heat is wriggling in my veins. I struggle to focus on the conversation, though, because I can tell it’s important to her. Yeah, nice try. It’s important to me. I care so much more than I should about Clara in relation to boys, it’s not even funny. “You don’tdate?”

“Do you?” she asks quickly, seeming to hold herbreath.

“Been on the boat for months. No one serious before that. Never really had nothing serious. No time. No…interest,either.”

Her shoulders deflate, mouth spreading into a smile. “Oh.”

“You didn’t answer my question,” I say, knowing Ishouldn’t.

Before I walk into the bathroom, I turn to catch the shake of her head. “I’ve been to the movies on dates a couple times,but…”

My hand pauses on the shower curtain I’m fitting to wrench back. “But what?” I bark. “Those little motherfuckers get handsy withyou?”

“They wanted to,” she murmurs, coming up behind me in the dark bathroom. “I didn’t let them. I never wanted anyone to put their hands on me until I saw you. Now it’s all I can thinkabout.”

Maybe it’s the darkness or the fact that we’re in a place no one can see us, but I can’t help drawing her closer, letting my hands roam over her back. “I was a rough son of a bitch with you tonight, girl. Ain’t no excuse for it, except kissing you…it made me forget the rules. I needed to give you all my come or I was going todie.”

“Kiss me again now, then,” she breathes, running her hands over my shoulders. “Uncles kiss their nieces, don’tthey?”

“No.” I fist a section of her hair and pull, tilting her face up. “Not the way we do it. Not with open mouths andtongue.”

“What about tucking me in?” Her fingers brush the curve of my dick. “If we’re making up for lost time, shouldn’t you do that at leastonce?”

With a growl, I tighten my grip on her hair, lowering my face to hers. “You weren’t really scared of robbers, wereyou?”

“Oh yes.” She licks her lips. “Petrified. I probably will be all nightlong.”

My whole being protests over her being alone and afraid. But I’m learning to read my niece and here’s the deal: she can play me like a fucking fiddle. And she knows it. “I’m not staying, Clara, so don’t even try it. We done already gone too damn far with this.” I guide her by the hair through the bathroom doorway, my cock stiffening despite my mental commands. She’s just such agoodgirl, walking along dutifully under my guiding hand. I’m about to ask which bedroom is hers, but there’s a pink princess sign on one door. Shaking my head, I head us in thatdirection.

I’m expecting Clara’s room to be tasteful like the rest of the house, so I’m not prepared for the explosion of pink I walk into. “Jesus Christ,” I mutter, letting go of her hair and turning in a circle. Every spare inch of wall space is covered by an inspirational dance poster…or kittens in tutus. So many kittens in tutus. Her bed is cocooned in a gauzy, white canopy draping down from the ceiling. Beneath that, it’s buried under a mountain of stuffed animals. Everything is poofy and pink and sparkly. And I just took the occupant of this room up theass.

There are so many layers of wrong here, I can’t even begin to dig. Because the top layer of wrong is something I didn’t expect. Somethingunacceptable.

I’m turned on asfuck. I want to lay Clara down on that stupidly adorable bed, hike her knees up over my shoulders and plow her until she’s screaming for her mommy. Completely opposite of that, I want to sit her on my lap in a nightshirt and watch as she brushes her hair for bed. God almighty. I…want to be herDaddy.

She looks up at me. “You don’t likeit?”

My stomach twists. “I like it too much,girl.”

A smile breaks loose. “Really?”

“Yeah,” I say on a rushed exhale. The truth is out, but I don’t know how to handle it. My tastes have never run in this direction. I beat off to nudie magazines on the boat when there’s no Wi-Fi available. When I’m home, I get the deed done to whatever internet porn happens to catch my eye. But truth be told, I tend to avoid anything likethis.Men giving in to their urges in places they damn well shouldn’t. It’s Clara that’s turned me into one of those men. Made me crave virgin blood and panties with pink bows and things Ican’thave.

It would be so easy to go down this path without thinking about it too hard. Especially tonight. To not worry about consequences and just fuck my horny little princess under my brother’s roof. God knows she’s ripe for it. Her big eyes are inviting me to strip her naked and do whatever the hell I want. She would call me Daddy. I don’t know a ton about this shit, but some part of me has recognized since the beginning that a caretaker is exactly what Clara is looking for.Needs. Maybe my infatuation with her has turned me into thatperson…

But as much as I’m starved for her skin, her touch, her pussy, I can’t give in. I’m her uncle. I might satisfy her body, but she’d be even more of an outcast once I claimed her. Eventually went public. She doesn’t even realize how big the world is. Sure, the bitch crew of dancers don’t like her, but life after eighteen is so different. She’s about to discover that. Can I really saddle her down with someone who will alienate her from the world? Herfamily?

You blackeneverything.

“The house is safe. No robbers.” Backing toward the door is the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life, but I take one step, then another. “I’ll do one more check of the house and lock up before I go. You’re safe, okay, girl? Good night,Clara.”

“UncleRex…”

I don’t hear the rest of what she says over the roaring protest of myheart.

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