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SCREAM MY NAME, AUNTY

What else could Bella Kiretti possibly want? She had the perfect billionaire husband, the cars, houses,vacations and even the most beautiful children. Everything was given to her on a golden plate. But so everybody thought. With her husband always on business trios and her children now in College, Bella is left home alone most of the time. Everything was automatically running for her...wake up, eat, scroll through social media, walk the dog and sleep. Until there was a knock on the door; her twenty year old Nephew,Jack is in town and he wants a place to stay. "You have grown, and matured." He was no longer the boy she carried when he was young, he was taller, bigger and his d**k was just the perfect size.
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Chapter 4

BELLA 

I couldn't fucking sleep after last night incident and then morning came and everything became more awkward. 

I stayed in my room for God knows whenever, which was so unlikely on me, before finally summoning the courage to leave, not to face him, but at least to act a little bit normal to make it look less worst 

Normally, I was meant to ashamed, disgraced and disappointed, cause I was his fucking aunt, but why do I feel it was worth it? Why do I fucking feel if I were given a chance to experience the same shit, I would willingly accept it

Was that how fucked up I was? 

When I finally left my room, I realized that jack wasn't at home either,and then I told myself that maybe he had gone for his classes and was not avoiding me for it. 

Maybe... just maybe 

My kids had also gone back to their boarding house, so it was just me yet again left alone in this huge fucking house 

Adrien had called this morning to apologize for not making it to me, but somehow i wasn't hurting like I should have about the issue anymore. 

I know he realized that too, and probably didn't even know his mistress had called me to shame

me for my fallen marriage, but i didn't fucking care either way. Somehow all that kept on rotating on my head was just one man.. Jack

I told myself that this was normal, completely normal to keep thinking about him after what had happened and no strings attached, cause I couldn't just fall for my nephew just like that right? 

"Ugh..."

I collapsed on the sofa and placed my hand on my head cause it was just too much for me to handle 

"I owe him an apology..and I do need to beg him not to tell this to anyone either, and then we can go back to how everything was suppose to be, yes.."

I mumbled to myself trying to calm myself from falling apart and then I had a plan to go about it 

I had ordered the cook to make his favorite meal, at least what I felt would be his favorite meal, cause when I called my sister to ask without caring how it might raise a little bit suspicion, still she ended up becoming uselsss to me, cause she didn't fucking know either 

Either way,I also had the place decorated a little bit, not too much, not too simple either, to set the mood right and then I made sure all the workers left earlier than usual cause I didn't fucking wanted no one to eavesdrop on our conversation. 

Everything I did was just to be extra safe, to prevent anymore disaster and then I waited for hours, before a drunk jack entered into the house, making my plan completely useless.

"He was probably going to forget everything I tell him by tomorrow morning"

I sighed out and decided to go help him up to his room, so that he wouldn't crash, but before I could get close enough, he shifted away from me, and looked at the table, before looking back at me

"Am starving actually"

I watched as a little smile curved up at the corner of his lips before walking up to the table, and honestly I didn't know what to make out of it, nor how it made me feel. 

At the end of the day, we ate in silence with neither a word from the both of us, and I decided to take him up to his room, but before I could leave, he held my hand and stopped me, instantly making my body shiver 

"Don't you have something you want to tell me?"

He asked me and stared into my eyes and it made me instantly forget how to speak for a minute, before letting go of my hand from his

"I thought you were drunk"

"No I wasn't "

He answered sharply and yet again, I was speechless and couldn't bring myself to press forward about what exactly he meant by that so I decided to go straight to the point 

"Am sorry about last night, I really am, am your aunt and..."

"So you want me to keep it a secret.."

He butts in again, and looked at me longingly, waiting for an answer. I looked away for a bit, trying to compose myself before looking back at him. 

"It has to be" 

I tell him honestly and waited for his response, but he didn't give me one, instead all I saw was the way his eyebrows curved as if he was frustrated about it, before immediately looking away from me 

JACK 

I was never drunk. After last night incident, I became so fucked up, I just had to leave so fast early in the morning in other to process everything well and calm myself down cause I had fucked up really badly, but in the end, I never really did any thinking cause I knew that deep down I had somehow fallen for her.. 

Be it lust or not, all I knew was that I wanted her and more of that.. but there was no way I was going to fucking tell her, so in the end, the best thing was to make sure everything go back to how it was before

I fucking told myself that when I returned, I was going to tell her that we both cool, and we should forget about it, but in the end, I never really did had the courage to do that, so I fake being drunk

at least to escape facing her this night

Maybe by tomorrow it would all die down, I doubted it would, but just maybe...

But when I walked into the house and saw all she had arranged, everything inside me fucking shifted and I thought again that maybe just maybe she had wanted me just as badly as I wanted her, so I decided to quit the act after she brought me to my room, but after hearing her say this right to my face, I realized I was the fucking fool 

Why did I ever think our story might become something so sweet? Why on fucking earth could I ever become this dumb?

I mean she wasn't wrong, I should forget everything, isn't that what I wanted too? So why was I so pissed off

I wanted to stay calm, I mean I wanted to give out nothing but a calm look. Fuck, after hearing her speak, all I wanted to do was to just crash out immediately she leaves, but my face sold me off, I really didn't know the reaction I had gave out, but it was enough to make her notice and then she asked 

"Hey are you fine" 

And I finally broke... 

I couldn't take it anymore, maybe it was the concern yet innocent look she gave out, or was just pure lust, hell no... I was so messed up to realize the exact spell she had on me, and how to stop myself so I did it, I fucking grabbed her waist, she lost balance and sat on my leg and then I kissed her hard

Yes... I did it again, the very one mistake I didn't know how to stop, but it was short lived, cause she pushed me as fast as she could and tried to get up from my legs, but i didn't wanted her soft buttocks to stop causing erections to me just yet, so i didn't let her 

I held her waist tightly and watched as her expression changed again

Was this abuse? I just couldn't decide what was right or wrong anymore 

BELLA 

One minute I asked him if he was fine, the second minute, I was on his legs as he kissed me hard...and...and my body?

It reacted to it against my own will, but still this was so wrong, far too wrong to be considered any thing right, so against my will, I tried to escape this temptation, this desire but he didn't let me go, he didn't wanted me to leave just yet, and then I feel his hands again, he held unto my waist and pulled me closer to him, making me feel just how horny he was

I felt it too, his dick long hard against my buttock

"Ja..jack"

I stammered as I looked into his eyes, I shouldn't have, cause it felt I was falling into more disaster that I won't be able to escape, and that was the very one thing he was so fucking good at, making me mad with the simplest way possible

"I can't..."

He was trying to say something, but then his voice faded off..and it made me realized he was suffering just as much as I was.. the longing was there but who on earth would ever deem a relationship between me and my nephew right? 

"I can't stop wanting you.."

He finally said and I felt his hands moving up to my back...to my bra, he was trying to unbuckle my bra through the night gown and holy fucking I would be lying to myself if that didn't make me more wet than I ever was 

"Please... don't "

I result into pleading when I knew I was falling for the trap more, but this was not the type of pleading he wanted coming from me. His eyes... his eyes told me how badly he wanted to push me down to his bed, tear my fucking cloth off, and fuck me hard like an animal... and I wanted nothing less than that too..

We were both fucked up to be in our right senses, but life had never felt this sweeter 

"It would be our secret...our little secret" 

He finally unbuckles the bra successfully and whispered to my left ear before kissing and that was when I finally snapped 

I stood up from his legs, pushed him into the bed before climbing him and bringing my lips to his

He reciprocated with the same energy, held unto my ass and squeezed it hard making me more 

Enough was truly enough, we didn't care anymore. I unbuckled his trousers as I kept on kissing him and brought out what I needed, and started stroking it. 

His dick...long...big...thick and more than enough to satisfy a middle age woman like me 

He let out a moan and chuckled out, then he stopped spanking my ass and moved to my breasts 

I stopped to make sure my breasts positioned well on his face and when his lips finally touched one of the nipples, that was when I finally entered into cloud nine after years of sex deprivation.

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