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Fuck. I sat on my uncle’s face.
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Partof me still doesn’t want to believe it. I just stand there, staring at him. My brain working overtime to try to make something else be true.
How is this possible? The one fucking time I let my hair down. What. The. Actual. Fuck. I should’ve stayed in my lane. I can do neurotic college student all day, any day, but this…this? This I don’t know how to do.
He’s definitely the same panty-dropping guy from last night, except he doesn’t have that sure-of-himself smirk on his face right now. The emotions playing through my mind seem to be going through his too. He’s crumpled the last-minute sign with my misspelled name on it in his hands. After a few seconds, it fades, and he just relaxes—somehow—before reaching out his hand, “I’m Cameron—”
“Seriously?” I burst out, trying not to have a panic attack still. “You’re introducing yourself to me?”
His jaw hardens. Those beautiful green eyes of his harden. “What the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I don’t know, maybe not tongue fuck your niece?”
My exasperated words are heard by a few passers-by, and I can’t even imagine what’s going through their minds as they give us a wide berth. “Lower your voice. Fuck,” my uncle says, running his hands through his hair as he peeks at the interested onlookers.
Regardless of anything else going on, he’s still impossibly good looking. The facial hair is gone but I have the remnants of the beard burn he left between my thighs from eating me out last night…as I sat on his face.
Jesus Christ. I have to stop thinking about that. My skin heats, and it’s partly because I’m embarrassed as fuck but it’s also due to the memory of the delicious things he did to me. How he made me feel.
He reaches over to take my luggage, but I pull it back. The dark look he gives me silences anything I was about to say. “Your parents are landing in an hour. I thought we would just wait here.”
He wrestles the handle away from me and starts rolling it toward the far wall. I have to run to catch up with him because I know he didn’t just say something about my Mom and Dad, not with what happened between us. “I can’t meet you with my parents. My parents can’t come here. They—”
“So, you’re going to tell them what? They can’t come because you’ve tasted my cum?” He gives me a doubtful look and then stares off into space. “They’re already on their way.”
Another wave of heat creeps over me. I open my jacket, fanning the two sides out as my world starts to fall apart. I’m fairly certain my parents still think I’m a virgin. We’re not the talk about our feelings and relationships type.
“Here’s what we’re going to do,” my uncle says gruffly.
I hold my hand up to stop him. “It’s my parents. I’ll tellyouwhat we’re going to do. We suck it up, at least for a little while. We pretend nothing happened. We don’t even know each other.” I can recognize the frenzy of my words as they spill from my mouth. “Then I’ll make an excuse to leave. You and my mom can fulfill the promises you made Grandma Junie, and that’s it. No one will ever have to know.”
“Of course no one’s going to know.” He pinches the bridge of his nose. “This is why I don’t fuck younger girls. Thinking with my stupid cock,” he muses to himself.
“Yeah, ‘cause it’s your cock’s fault,” I snark.
He lifts his heated gaze to me. “You’re right. It’s yours. I thought you weren’t getting in until today.”
My cheeks heat at being caught in the lie but I square my shoulders. “So, you’re used to just taking random women to your truck then?”
“Don’t flatter yourself, girl,” he punctuates, reminding me of the age difference between us. “It’s none of your business, but I didn’t think I’d have to worry about tongue-fucking my niece, as you so eloquently put it, when you weren’t even supposed to be in town.”
I swallow. This is unbelievable.He’sunbelievable. “So mature to throw my words back in my face. I don’t have to explain myself to you either.” I plan to leave it at that but my brain just won’t stop. The same words keep scrolling through my head on a never-ending loop of dread. “Oh my God, you’re my uncle.”
“I’m not your uncle,” he grinds out. “We’re barely related. By marriage,” he tacks on. “Grow up.”
My gaze snaps to his again. “You know what? I’ll just tell my parents I had to go.” I flail my hands around as if I can pick an excuse out of the ether. “I missed an exam or something. That’s it. I missed an exam, and I have to go back to campus to take it. Perfect.”
He practically snorts. “From what I hear, that’s a terrible excuse. Your parents wouldn’t believe it.”
He’s right. There’s no way in this world or the next that I would miss an exam, but how the hell does he know that?
“You know, it’s not my fault,” he says, lips thinning. “The last picture I have of you, you were in pigtails.”
I take a few calming breaths and lean against the wall next to him. “Yeah, that makes things better.”
“I’m just saying, I wouldn’t have recognized you.”
