CHAPTER 8

Chapter 8

With one last lick, Damien slowly stood, his mouth glistening from eating my pussy and ass out. He gripped my chin and parted my lips then leaned in, bracing a hand on the table beside me, his mouth hovering over mine.

“Open wide,” he demanded. “Wider, pretty girl,” he growled when I didn’t readily obey. “Mmm. My good fucking girl.” His focus was on my mouth.

Damien added more pressure to my chin until my jaw popped, and I blushed. He leaned in closer, his gaze trained right on mine, and then he slowly let a trail of saliva fall from his tongue and drip into my mouth.

He pulled back and stared at what he just put in me, at what hadn’t gotten fully in my mouth and was dripping down the side of my face..

“So good, Fina.” He let another long, thick rope of saliva fall onto my lips, and I was so nasty for him that my tongue slid over my bottom lip so I could collect more of his spit. “Gonna fuck you until you’re sore tomorrow.”

He let go of my jaw and straightened. Damien still had his cock hanging out of his fly, the length so hard and thick again even after he came down my throat. I felt the enormous length of his dick grinding against my inner thigh as Damien bit my bottom lip and then dragged his tongue over the plump flesh, soothing the sting.

“I want to play with you longer, but I’m too hard. I need to know what my niece feels like on the inside. Fuck, no more foreplay, baby girl. Time for me to make you come around Uncle’s big cock.”

He grabbed his dick, aimed the crown at my hole, and notched himself there for a heartbeat. He curled his fingers into my inner thighs. Painfully. And then, with his gaze latched on mine, my uncle slammed his cock into me so hard my back slid up our family’s dining room table.

I screamed, but instead of scrambling to get away, I grabbed the edge of the lacquered wood and held on tight as Uncle Damien mercilessly screwed me.

“Open up that pussy and let me all the way in,” he snarled.

He wasn’t all the way in? How could that be when I could feel him reaching the end ofmewith each thrust?

But somehow, he made more of him fit inside me. Forcing himself in. He pushed in another inch. Then another…. until I closed my eyes and just let myself be fucked.

He made a low and harsh sound and pumped in and out of me faster and harder. With my eyes closed, I didn’t see what he had planned, only felt the stinging slap of his fingers on the top of my pussy and grazing my clit.

I cried out as that pain and pleasure brought me closer to orgasming.

“Yeah. You like that, don’t you? You like having my cock buried in this tight snatch while I spank it. Don’t you, niece

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of mine?”

He wasn’t looking for an answer, and I didn’t bother giving him one, just moaned my response and got even wetter

for him.

My uncle bottomed out, grinding himself against my clit until I mewled for more. I dug my nails into the table so hard I felt them break against the shiny surface.

The sex was hot and rough, dirty and sweaty. Beads of his perspiration fell from his temples and forehead to land on my belly, breasts, and neck. And when he reached out and started rubbing those droplets into my skin, branding me in a primal way, I begged for more like a whore.

He tunneled his cock in and out of me. The air sawed in and out of him as he breathed out his nose. Damien looked so vicious right now, primal in his need for me.

And I was just the hole he was using right now.

“Look at you,” he snarled and slammed especially hard into me. A cry of pain was ripped from my throat. The squishy sounds of how wet I was as he fucked me echoed through the kitchen. “You’re a fucking mess, Fina girl. Covered in my spit and sweat and soon to be marked up with my cum.”

He leaned back and slid his hands down my waist, over the tops of my thighs, and then curled his fingers behind my knees. He pushed my legs open and back so they pressed to the sides of my chest, spreading me even wider, my heels now against his shoulders.

“This pussy is all mine. I’m gonna use you up whenever the fuck I feel like it. Gonna stretch you wide,” he promised, and I gasped and nodded, unable to speak or even think coherently. “I’m going to sneak into your bedroom and fuck you when you sleep. I’m going to come all over your face and make you drink it.”

“Oh. God. This is too much.” My words fell on deaf ears as he pounded into me.

“So swollen and red, stretched so wide around my cock. It hurts, doesn’t it, little girl?”

I cried louder when the tip of his dick punched my cervix.

“Answer me,” he growled. Demanded.

“It hurts so good. I want you to stop, but I need more.”

God, had I said those words out loud?

….

“I’m going to cover you with my cum because I want to see you marked asmynasty girl. I want you to smell like me.” He slammed into me and pulled out. “And you’re not allowed to shower all fucking night, baby. I want my spunk sticky on your skin as it dries, I want you to know what I did to you.”

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e slapped my clit again. Repeatedly. “Give me another one, Fina. Come for Uncle Damien. I’m making up for all birthday and Christmas gifts I missed giving you all those years before my big brother let me meet his little

bed my head back, closed my eyes, and cried out because his words ignited something raunchy in me.