~~Arlene~~
I glance at Britney, still curled up asleep, her tiny chest rising and falling, oblivious to the sin unfolding inches away. Poor sweet girl, dreaming while I’m f*****g her uncle Roland in the same bed she’s sleeping in.
Roland leans closer, his lips grazing my neck, hot and deliberate. I tilt my head instinctively, offering more skin, and he takes it, dragging his mouth along my pulse, then up to my earlobe.
His tongue rolls into it, wet and teasing, sending a shiver straight to my core.
“Ahhhh…” A low moan slips out before I can stop it, my body trembling as I turn to kiss him.
I miss his lips, catching his cheek instead, kissing hungrily across the rough stubble, down to his neck, tasting salt and rain.
My hands roam wild, slipping under his shirt, fingers digging int
