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He reaches around to unhook my bra, but I wiggle out of his grip. “I can do it.”

“Stop being a child,” he scolds. “Let me help.”

“I’ve got it,” I tell him. I stand back, trying to work at the clasps, but my fingertips still have needles being pricked into them so I can’t quite get it.

“Let me help,” he says again, stepping forward.

I shimmy away from him, immediately getting in the water to keep my distance. The hot water scalds my feet, sending the needles even further in. “Ow, ow, ow.”

But here Uncle Cam is again, coming toward me. I sit right down—my bra still on—and grimace as the hot water coats my skin all the way up to my neck.

“I’ve never met anyone as stubborn as you,” he grinds out.

I shrug, not able to talk at first as the pinpricks keep making their way over my skin in waves of pain. “I guess you haven’t met y-yourself.”

“Don’t move,” he orders.

A piece of hard steel presses into my chest. I look down to find that he has a knife in his hand, hooked under the center of my bra. “What are you doing?” I exclaim.

True terror threads through me as I do exactly what he told me not to do. I start to thrash, water going everywhere.

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He givesa quick tug with the knife, and the two sides of my bra fall open, revealing my breasts.

Anger surges through me. “That was my bra!”

“And now it’s not,” he says, lips thinning.

Flicking his knife again, he cuts the straps in two until he can just tug my bra out of the water, leaving me bare-chested.

I hold my arms over my breasts. “What if I didn’t want you to do that?”

“Oops,” he mutters as he starts to unbutton his jeans. He lowers the zipper, spreading the sides of his pants apart, showing off the wide band of his boxers.

“What are you doing?” I gasp.

“Getting in with you.”

He sheds his shirt next, stepping out of his jeans until he’s in his boxers and hat. He casts his hat to the side, yanking down his briefs next.

“Body heat is what you need,” he explains.

“I—I don’t,” I say, but the truth is, I’m already gawking at his cock. It’s thick and veiny, and I’ll be damned if he’s not always erect like he’s an eighteen-year-old addicted to porn. “Isn’t that why you drew me a bath?”

“No, I drew you a bath as an excuse to get your beautiful ass naked.”

He steps in, the water splashing around the sides. I try to move out of his way, but he’s already between my legs, pinning my hips to the bottom of the tub. His thick cock slides up my belly.

He might be right. I’m certainly not thinking about how cold I am right now. I’m actually in awe at the douse of heat that just enveloped me.

“We shouldn’t,” I say, but my hand reaches out to grasp a handful of his ass anyway.

“No, we shouldn’t,” he says, his cock prodding my entrance.

I fall open for him. He grips the head of his cock in his hands, using it to rub my clit in torturous circles.

“How are you so fucking good at this?” I ask, moving against him. My breath is already coming out in unsteady pants.

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