Falling for My Dirty Uncle

“Suck it,” I demand. Mira obediently sucks on my index finger so hard, I feel like it’s going to break off and will need to be reattached.

While she’s busy with my finger, I slowly ease my cock back into her asshole. By now, it goes in easily like butter. It’s so slippery and wet, I bite my fist to contain my enthusiasm.

I can’t let my step-niece see me drop my composure.

Mira begins to groan once my cock is in her ass.

“Take it,” I breathe at her.

I’m so close to coming, I can barely hear my own voice. My body is shaking so hard, I can feel the pressure in my body building up.

“Be a good little slut and take my fucking cock.”

Mira grips the desk and cries out so loud. I’m pretty sure the entire city knows what’s going on here. If we don’t fuck the building down around us, it’ll be a fucking miracle.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Mira chokes out.

I grip her tight ass and brace for the big release.

A part of me can’t help but find it kind of cute that we’re both about to come at the same time.

I would never ever call myself a romantic, but…. well, it is kind of romantic, in a way.

“YES! Fuck, yes!” I roar as my cum spills out of me and into her. I’m coming so hard, I feel like I’m going to fill Mira up so much, her tiny, petite body will reach capacity and my cum will gush onto the floor.

“Yes!” she screams, her body convulsing. “Oh god, yes!”

As I continue squirting into Mira, I collapse on top of her in exhaustion.

The intensity is so extreme, it lasts for several seconds as Mira’s sweaty body writhes beneath me.

The entire office is now blossoming with the smell of pussy, perfume, cologne and sweat.

Ah, my kind of smell.

I pull myself off of Mira realizing I’m probably crushing her with all my weight.

Mira sits up and turns around, her eyes thirsty for more. She clearly wants to keep going.

“You want me to lick it up?”

She starts sucking my cock before I can even answer. She licks up all the cum, wiggling her tongue along the shaft, so that she didn’t spare a single drop.

I stroke her hair and turn to face my conscience.

You’ve really done it this time, Owen. You fucked your niece. You lost control.

I should feel bad, but honestly, right now? I fucking don’t.

Chapter 20

Mira

I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this before—not even when I’ve had a particularly indulgent self-love session.

I’m blissful, rela

xed, and so fucking satisfied.