Chapter 13

After a long moment of sobbing, she gains the courage to tear herself from him. She sits quietly while he gapes into her beautiful eyes.

"Take me away...just tonight. I want to hold you one last time" She held his cheek gently with mellow eyes.

"Okay," He agreed, knowing that this night to him signify more, his one last chance at winning her over or being with her.

He sat for few minutes while he waits for her to pack her weekender bag and walk down the stairs. When he heard her footsteps he stood up and they left the house. The boys came out of their rooms in speed only to see the disappearing image of Kyle's car in the estate. They were left defeated.

"I knew he would not accept it easily" Peace sighs in disappointment.

"What do we do?" The boys gaze at eagerly waiting for answers.

"Cover-up. Nick, you need to leave now together with Zayn. Go on weekend getaway till Amica comes back. Okay? I will handle the story, they will believe my word more than yours" Peace rubs his temple, he despises lying, but he has to ensure that this predicament is curbed quickly with fewer parties.

The boys rush to their rooms to pack few things they needed and headed their way out. As much as they hated being alibis to this whole messy situation, they can't let their sister end up in trouble because of a lascivious uncle.

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His car enters his estate. She let her eyes roam around. The estate was green and abundant in trees. It felt like they were driving into the forest, although the slope was even for its surroundings. After a kilometre of the drive, they passed the tree train and a few metres away stood a spacious wooden brown building.

When they were about to reach the house, the garage door raised aloft and the car drove into a basement. The basement garage had space for three cars including the car which was now parking. She scrutinises the garage, it was clean and the floor didn't show any sign of sudden visits. He opens the boot and gets her bag.

"Come" He gently holds her hand. He paced himself to allow her to walk beside him gently.

"Why a basement garage?" She asks when they start climbing the stairs.

"Uhm...dramatic effect " His lips contort a complacent lopsided smirk. She glances at him and shakes her head. He gently lets go of her hand and opens the door.

When they step into the main house, there's was an eliminating light that alluring and made her heart feel at peace. The garage was dark-toned, but the room they were in was adorned by light colours to bring a homely happy family house.

"Let me give you a tour", " We are in the lounge room", " dining room", "The kitchen, I hardly cook", "My office", " Wine cellar", "Entertaining room", " Guest rooms", "Bathroom", " Our bedroom" He walks into this luxurious ensuite bedroom. Unlike the rest of the rooms in the house, his ensuite bedroom tiled walls were adorned with monotone colours, deep grey and cream white.

The room had a masculine Victorian-era design with a touch of contemporary. The ceiling and floor are covered in polished dreamy brown wood. In the centre of the ceiling, there was a chandelier. The big king bed was placed in the middle against the enormous deep brown-black wood built headboard which had dividers that function as the bedside drawers. The bed was adorned with a light grey duvet cover with two dark brown cushions and two adequate cream white pillows, and a brown folded velvet fleece used as a garnish.

In the far corner of the room almost nearing the door that leads to the bathroom, sits a black velvet loveseat with a fleece hung on it.

She is surprised by the beauty and cleanliness of the house, but in a good way, she thought he lived in a place that was designed for a bachelor. The house had a contemporary design. This house is fit to be a family home, excluding the master bedroom.

"You like it?" He glances at her as he walks out of the closet in his room.

"Yep...It looks like a new house, is it? " She asks while striking around the room like she was inspecting something.

"No, I built two years ago" He walks towards her and held her by her from his back. Her body tensed. "What's wrong?" He whispers into her eyes.

Her mind was torn into resisting him or responding to him by holding his hand tightly against her tummy.

"Well..you know, the situation" She stutters. Her heart yearns for him, but her mind warns her. Should she listen to her mind or her heart?

"We are not a situation" He turned her and walk her to the loveseat. He positioned her on his lap and brush her cheek. "We are lovers" He gapes into her eyes with his passionate gaze.

She swallows the saliva in her mouth. Her lips are aching for his lips. All she wants is to cup his face and kiss him passionately. But she can't do that, he is her uncle. Her heart sunk.

"You are my uncle" She slowly murmur the words.

He smirked. "Because I am older in years"

"In relation" She disagreed with a mellow voice

"No" His voice was firm but soft. His face reaches for her face. "I am not your uncle" His lips brushed her lips when he utters the words. He felt a chill and his body shuddered. He tries to steady his mind when it starts racing.

"Prove it" She urged him.

His lips parted and captured her lips hostage in between his lips. The feeling was bliss and euphoric. It exceeded his imagination. His heart is racing and he is trying to contain his hands from desperately searching her body.

When his lips dance with hers, her body shuddered, forcing her to release a small sensual moan in his lips. The moan deepened his rhythm, his hands were now capturing her body and holding her torso against his. Every time their lips part and lock, the rhythm of breathing increased and they hold each other intimate close.

Her hands were holding tightly on his broad shoulders and his hands run on back and forth from her back to her butts. Their torsos started to dance into a rhythm. She slowly repositions her body with her free legs supported by his laps directly to the upper shaft of his pelvic area. She grinds her pelvic area on his pelvic area, aiming for his manhood. With her umbrella dress, it was easy for his hands to grab her butt cheeks. With his huge hands, he clasped them and propel her waist towards him.

With the intensity of her dry humping on his torso, she pulled her lips away. The urge on her pelvic area was growing. She wanted to take control and release this urge. He helped with keeping the motion. He tries to pull her dress up, but it was stuck. He propels her upper torso and starts marking her body with love bites.

"Ah...." She releases soft small moans. Her eyes met his, they were both hungry for each other. They yearned for each other, to let their bodies intertwine and be one.

"Ah...ah....." She felt a warmth rush dampening her panty. This rush was intensifying her hunger. "Kyle...I want you, now".

He scooped her body and placed it on the bed. With impatience, he pulls her panty. He unbuttoned his jean while watching her with a passionate piercing gaze. Her face was pink and lusting after him.

He reaches to her womanhood with his manhood exposed. She gasped at seeing him. He lowered his head and she whimpers in moans.

" Ah...Ah...ah..." She felt a series of warmth speeds overwhelming her body. Her body shuddered out of joy.

He freed her yoni from his lips and clasp his erect man, he leads towards her. She gasped and shuddered at the sight of him approaching her yoni. When his manhood touched her yoni she moaned. He gently caresses her yoni with his manhood. Her body shuddered and jolt itself in his direction. She tries to grab his waistline with her legs, but her grip was not firm due to his slippery skin caused by his sweating.

His strokes on her yoni accelerated rapidly. She starts to release small moans. She moaned loudly and he groaned, they both reach their climax. He gently rests his body next to her. Both of their bodies shudder when their skin caress each other. They giggle. He drew her torso against her and place a peck.

Their bodies were wet, with their upper torso clothed and their lower torso naked. A moment to be ashamed of, but it felt wonderful, destined. He brushed her cheek.

"We are clothed and naked at the same time" She exclaims then smiles.

"Let me undress you" He undresses his t-shirt exposing his nude body. She took off her dress exposing her breasts in her lace brassiere and her damp lace panty. She places her head on his chest.

"Why didn't you penetrate?" She caresses his chest.

"I am reserving it for a special moment"

"And this moment?"

"It was special. I meant like a very significant and special"

"This is not significant"

"Come on..."

She chuckles and places a peck on his chest.

She can't believe she just had her first sex. She is still in trance and savouring the moment, living in the moment.

"This is special to me. It is my first sex, like first any kind of sex" The words slip through her lips.

He gasps in surprise. He is glad that he avoided penetration. He needs to ensure, it happens at the right moment. He can't help but feel special. They will both be each other's first love and have their first lovemaking together.

Is this destiny?