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Between Us : Bound To The Hot Mafia Uncle

" let that wetness drip. I want to see what I do to you without even touching You " He stared at her trembling fragile figure who stood naked in front of him with wetness dripping down her thighs making her cheeks burn in shame and embarrassment and he just sat there, staring at her. " Please ...... daddy " ---------- He was my father's best friend and a very close family friend. I had been in love with him since I was fifteen. He was the man of my dreams but Also a man I could never have. A man who could make me feel tingles. One night and It changed everything. I was in bed, letting my hand satisfy the needs and desires of my dark fantasies when he had just walked in, catching me disheveled and messed up. That night he had helped me and that was the first time I had gotten off. I thought it was a step closer to our relationship but He made it clear, he wanted to be a father figure to me. But his body opposed his words. I knew Luciano Morelli wanted me just as much as I did or maybe more.
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Chapter 5

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  LUCIANO 

  " why do you look so lost ? "

  Christian looked at me making me snap out of my thoughts. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. How could I tell him that Adeline had been on my mind since that fucking night. 

  I looked at him not believing myself that I was mind fucking my best friend's daughter who's my own niece's age even a year younger. 

  Fuck me.

  I rubbed my hand over my face as Christian now sat up, his full attention on me. 

  " Adeline "

  As soon as her name escaped my lips, I could feel my pants tightening making me gulp the lump formed in my throat. She was intoxicating me and just her name got me so hard. I could still feel her warm soft skin against my rough hands. 

  She drove me crazy just by her thoughts and the image of her legs parted and my hand buried made me want to make her scream again. 

  " something seems out of control "

  Christian's words made me look at him and it was true. My thoughts for Adeline were getting out of control. 

  " something happened between me and Adeline "

  " speak up "

  Christian looked at me with confused yet worried look and I let out a frustrated sigh. 

  " something intimate "

  " woah woah woah, the fuck- "

  " I was seconds away from fucking her "

  Christian widened his eyes in horror as I watched him look at me in disbelief. 

  " how- when- the ACTUAL FUCK- "

  " calm the fuck down! "

  I raised my voice and he shook his hand, running his fingers through his hairs making me close my eyes. 

  " you can't fucking have thoughts about her "

  Christian spoke making me stare at the ceiling. 

  " I am not- "

  " you are. You were never lost in thoughts like that. You had everything in control till now "

  Somewhere I knew, it was the truth. Adeline had messed up my mind and it was the first time I was...... baffled. I could not understand what was happening to me but I was also aware that it was wrong. 

  " sort it out. Make it clear that no one should find out "

  " there's nothing to sort out. We don't have feelings and it was just... heat of the moment- "

  " you both were not drunk. You both were sober and she did not stop you so it means something. Make it clear to her before things get out of hand "

  As soon as Christian said those words, my heart dropped. Somewhere I did not like those words at all but I knew, It was right and important. 

  Soon Christian left my office and I was left with my thoughts and I finally made up a decision and walked out of the room towards ... Adeline's room. 

  I knocked on the door and heard her voice but what she said wasn't clear so i just asked her to open. 

  " open "

  She opened the door and I was left...... stunned. My eyes fell on her messed up state. Her long hairs were disheveled, her nose red and cheeks flushed. My eyes traveled to her chest and found her in a black bra and I couldn't not help but to look at her boobs. 

  " daddy "

  I stared at her calling me something she did not mean or maybe she did. Soon, my eyes went to her hand and to the empty bottle of alcohol. 

  " Adeline- "

  She stumbled forward and before she could fall, I quickly held her arms as the bottle fell on the floor making a loud sound. I mentally cursed as I was here to talk with her but now-

  Fuck Luciano, control 

  The urge to touch her washed over me but before I could think of anything, Adeline dropped on the floor on her knees. 

  " Princess "

  I called her that because she was one. She looked up at me with her glossy eyes and the look on her face made me forget the purpose of me coming to her room. 

  " can I see you, daddy "

  That was it. I stared at her innocent face and closed the door behind me without taking my eyes off of her. My own breath hitched as I watched her. 

  The sight of seeing her bold horny side was amusing. And Fuck! I loved it!

  I held her throat pulling her up as she reached till my chest making me have vulgar thoughts and I couldn't not help it. Her soft plump lips parted making me have a blood rush and I pushed her against the wall. 

  She gasped softly and her hands tightly clenched on my chest. I aggressively attached my lips with hers, kissing her hard. I felt her breathing stopped. She gasped and grabbed my collar pulling me close for more and I did not hold back either. 

  I could not hold back. 

  My one hand wrapped around her soft small waist pressing against me while my other hand moved up to her perfect boobs and fondled. She tried to kiss me back with the same intensity but I very much knew, she did not know. 

  I felt my pants growing tighter as the thoughts of her being touched by someone for the first time hit me. 

  A soft moan escaped her lips as I felt her knees wobbling. It was all new to her and I was going crazy too. 

  Feeling her going out of breath, I pulled back slightly only for her to pant heavily. Her head dropped as she tried to steady her breathing but seeing her flustered and messy state, I could not hold myself from kissing her again. 

  My hand moved to her back and I unclasped her bra. I pulled back and looked down at her as her face had turned the brightest shade of red. 

  " fuck! "

  I cursed under my breath as I watched her bra slid off of her shoulder, falling on floor as her perfect boobs were in view now. Her pink nipples were hard, ready to be sucked. 

  She tried to cover her chest but I held her wrist making her look at me. The shyness on her face made me want to fuck the shit out of her. 

  " take me daddy "

  My cock throbbed in my pants. The way she asked me timidly made me lose my mind. 

  " say it again "

  I wanted to hear her again. I was never so horny but she was making me go against my own principles. 

  " I want you t-to fuck me, daddy "

  That was what it took me as I picked her up, my hands holding her thighs as she wrapped her frail arms around me. I walked towards her bed and placed her down on the mattress before hovering over her. 

  Suddenly, I saw something on her face and she looked at me a bit ...... scared. Before she could open her lips to say something, I spoke up. 

  " you had the chance to back out But now princess, You lost it "

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