Chapter 6 San Francisco (The Confession)

Maryann

My body became stiff, and I was unable to breathe raw heat swelled inside me.

His lips moved to my ear, murmuring incoherently, before he bit my earlobe. I yelped at the unexpected action but he immediately soothed it by suckling on the spot. I was lost in the sensation as his hand tightened on my waist.

“Since that kiss four months ago, I have not been able to get you off my mind. You have been a sweet distraction, and no matter how hard I try, you are constantly in my thoughts. When I saw you flirting with the bartender with that little dress you wore because you wanted to forget about me, it drove me nuts. Yes, I stopped you, and I'll do that again because you are mine Maryann, and I have fallen for you." His voice was a deadly whisper in my ear.

My mouth hung open, appalled by his confession. I tried to move back, but the desire in his cerulean blue eyes held me captive.

“You think you can manipulate me with words, you are 40, remember? And my Uncle.” I don't know where my courage came from, but suddenly the words he said four months ago flashed in my head.

“I said what I said then to protect you, but— Maryann Sharp! You are an irresistible taboo” he hissed, swallowing thickly.

“I…” suddenly I was at a loss for words.

“Shhhh” he placed a finger on my lips “let Uncle Peter love you.”

Before I could comprehend, my feet were no longer on the ground. It took a moment for me to realize that we were already in front of a cabin.

How we got there, would remain a mystery to me.

His hand dug into my butt cheeks as he fished for the key with his other hand, I gripped his shirt tightly knowing that if he released his hold on me I would fall.

His hand trembled as he opened the door, he took me inside and placed me on the wall. I couldn't look around to admire the interior as he wasted no time trapping me with his big body.

His thigh stood between my legs, and I ground my throbbing core on him. Heat exploded in my abdomen.

“Maryann” his voice was a low growl. And I felt like a prey caught by the hunter, the sexual allure was intoxicating.

He lifted my hands and pinned them on the wall, his eyes flickered to mine, the hunger and emotion called my body to surrender and I raised my chin waiting for him to consume me.

He answered and claimed again my lips with a fierce intensity.

“Arrrghhhhh” A moan escaped my lips, and I couldn't believe it came from me, because it sounded like a wounded animal.

My whole body was on fire as I kissed him back with vigor, trying to match his passion, he was my fountain quenching my deepest thirst.

He pressed further into me, moving his thigh that was between my legs and we started grinding against each other.

“Uncle Peterson” I breathed my voice barely audible.

He bit my lips and thrust his tongue inside when I gasped, his tongue was tasting me, weakening me and I began trembling.

His tongue not leaving mine he lifted me, placing me on the bed, not giving me any chance as he continued kissing me grinding into me with expertise.

I was a drenched mess, my pussy dripping with juices that had gotten my pants soaked, I cried out from the sensation that burned within my lungs pulling away to catch my breath.

His eyes roamed my body before returning to look at me “ All mine” he rasped, smirking. His hands lifted the hem of my dress and he bent down kissing each of my thighs leaving a trail of goosebumps.

He raised his head to look at me and I blushed under his gaze. My hands reached out for his body, and I put it under his shirt letting it roam around his firm back. We both hissed, our loud breaths filling the room.

A wave of gratitude filled me, thinking back to Letty's push four months ago. All the hurt I had felt at his words melted away under his touch.

“Uncle Peterson” I whispered, his finger entered me simultaneously as I called his name and my stomach flipped as butterflies flapped their wings in it at the sudden pleasure.

“So tight, Just like you said”. His voice was low as his eyes devoured me claiming every inch of my body.

I closed my eyes, willing my pounding heart to calm down, not able to withstand the intensity of his gaze.

His fingers went deeper into my pussy and my body vibrated. His thumb grazed my clit “Do that again” I said, raising my hips.

“So eager for me” he chuckled breathlessly. His finger started to go in and out of me.

“Uncle Peter — Aarrgh, what are you doing to me?” my eyes flew open as I cried out in ecstasy. My body trembled in an uncontrollable pleasure as my nails dug into his skin.

He stopped looking at me — “Why did you stop?” I asked, my voice filled with need.

His thumb lingered on my clit teasing me and I whimpered, my thighs vibrating.

He put his finger back, accompanied by a second one and an intense scream escaped me

“This is fuck— what is going on?”

My legs were shaking. He paused and looked at me with a mixture of confusion and desire.

“You haven't been touched before?” he asked.

I nodded “I'm a virgin”.

“Shit! Maryann” he pulled away, muttering something in Italian.

I sat up in fear thinking he might no longer want to be with me , I should have controlled myself, I chastised and my chest tightened with hurt.

“You don't want me anymore” I asked, my voice cracked.

“Why didn't you tell me?” His eyes were wide with emotions as he gazed at me.