Say Uncle

By: C.M. Steele


She rushed away from us and up to the elevators. I tried to catch her, but Ted held me back with a hand to my chest. Mentally I was pacing and snarling like a caged tiger, but physically I was just seething.

Ted saw my reaction and knew I was very interested in his new stepdaughter. “Wait, man. Let her go. You see what rushing gets you,” he said as looked at his lying bride.

“Bro, at least I had a full conversation before I kissed her,” I retorted. Then I turned my attention to the reason I was here. I questioned my brother’s poor choice for Sally’s replacement. “Candy, are there any more surprises? Do you have any more kids or a husband somewhere?”

She ignored me and answered directly to Ted. “No, I don’t. I was going to tell you about her, but she’s been sent away because she’s got issues.”

“Let’s go to lunch. Dean, do you want to join us?” he invited me.

I nodded. “I need to put my shit in my room.” Addressing Candy, I added gruffly, “Then you and I can have a talk, Candy.”

I left them in the hallway and took the elevator up to my suite. I dropped my stuff onto the bed, then went into the bathroom to freshen up. I was on my way back to the elevator when Angel came out of her room, which happened to be down the hall from me.

I smiled at her. “Hey, Angel. You want to go lunch with us?”

“Sure, Uncle Dean,” she said sweetly, pretending to be innocent.

“I’m not your uncle,” I roared.

“My mother is married to your brother, making you my uncle,” she informed me.

“So what? You’re not his real kid, so as far as I’m concerned, I’m not your uncle, and if you keep it up I’m going to make you pay for such bullshit,” I warned, looking at the short dress she changed into.

“Pay up how?” she asked as we stepped into the elevator.

“I don’t know, a nice tanning on your ass, or maybe you’ll catch my dick in your mouth to remind you I’m not your uncle,” I recommended gruffly, getting hard from just the thought.

I didn’t give her a chance to react. The instant the doors closed, I slammed her against the wall with my mouth against hers. My head was spinning as our mouths danced. Her hands came up to my neck, and I pressed my body into hers.

The elevator hit the lobby floor and the doors opened, but I wasn’t done with her. So I hit the tenth floor and we went back up. With my mouth and body on hers, I pulled out my cell. I called my brother, pulled away from her lips, and murmured into the phone, “Go without me. Catch you later.” I didn’t wait for a response. I just hung up and tucked my phone back into my pocket.

When the doors pinged open, I scooped her into my arms and carried her to my room. The moment we were in there, I pinned her to the door and kissed her hard as fuck.

“You’re not wearing any makeup. I told you that you were beautiful,” I said with a groan. “I need you naked right now.” My hands went to work on the little dress she had changed into. I knew she changed and washed that shit off her face for me, which only stiffened my dick harder.

I lifted her thighs and wrapped them around my waist. She moaned as I ground my cock into her. I needed to get in her. Moving my mouth from hers, I trailed my lips down to her neck and slid my hands up and down her legs. Fuck me. She was going to get nailed good.

I pushed away from the door and carried her to the bed, pushing my luggage off the side. I pulled off her heels and made my way straight to her panties, yanking them down her legs. I faltered for moment when her pussy juiced, her scent hitting me straight in my nuts.

Vegas and a quick marriage ran through my brain as the blood left it. I was having fucked-up thoughts, so I squashed them and dove face first into her honey pot. With my first lick she was sweet and sticky, and boom—I was hooked. Her lips creamed as I parted them. She cried out, her hands buried in my hair. “Dean!”

Her body was ready to sing. I needed her to come because I knew that once my dick was deep in her, I was done for. I slipped a finger into her hot, sweet, wet pussy. She was tight, so I pushed deeper, and instantly my finger touched something I wasn’t expecting to touch. Before I could react to the discovery, she started shaking, coming hard on my tongue. I started to lick her harder, eager to bury my cock in her unbelievably pure fucking pussy.

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