Between Us: Bound to Him

Adeline's POV

I stood in front of the small house, which was supposed to be my home. I stood there, not caring about the rain pouring on me. I was cold and drenched, soaking wet, but nothing could compare to what I was feeling right now.

It had been two years since my father passed away.

The man I truly loved, the man I was proud of, and the man who was my whole world. I was his princess, and he was my everything. The best father I could ever imagine. The cool dad I could ever have.

It was already late at night, and I wanted to spend this time alone. I did not want anyone to interrupt me or come into my memories with my father.

I was aware that my family would be searching for me, but I also knew no one was aware of this place. It was a secret between my dad and me. He gifted me this place on my sixteenth birthday, and we would always come here on my birthday every year until last year.

I took a deep breath and walked towards the front door. Unlocking it with my fingerprint, I stepped inside as the whole house lit up. Locking the door, I let my bag drop on the floor.

I stepped out of my shoes, walking straight to my bedroom. As I walked through the hallway, I slid my dress from my shoulders, dropping it on the floor. I was alone in this house.

It was my privacy, and no one could interrupt it.

I unclipped my bra before stepping into my bedroom. The familiar scent hits my nostrils, making me relax. It was my house. I slowly hooked my fingers in my panties and pulled them down my thighs, letting them fall on the floor.

I slowly stepped out of them and walked towards the bathroom. I needed to relax.

To calm my racing mind and those heartbroken thoughts.

I walked towards the shower and stepped inside, letting the warm water envelop my body like it was meant to. My heart racing as I closed my eyes, letting the water drip from my hair and traveling all the way down to my feet.

I let my muscles relax as a soft sigh escaped my lips.

All of a sudden, a random thought hit me. The feeling of something between my thighs, and I couldn’t feel myself pressing my thighs together. I tightly shut my eyes.

My thoughts were... vulgar, and for a second, it felt like they weren't mine. I had always been sexually frustrated, which made me horny all the time. I was freaking nineteen, but I never even had my first kiss, which was so funny.

Well, that was a choice.

I was timid, but I had my fantasies that I wanted to come true.

Some dark fantasies. I feel shy even talking to a guy, but behind closed curtains, I know I like to be controlled. Dominated. Vulnerable.

My soles burned, and my body felt like going into heat. I wanted a release, which was something I could not do anything about. I wanted to explore, but I was naive and scared at the same time.

But Tonight, I wanted to try it.

I stepped out of the shower, my long hair sticking to my body. I walked into my bedroom and placed my towel on my bed before getting on it. I hastily got into the middle and spread my legs.

My hand moved down to my pussy, and I slowly brushed and felt my own wetness. I gulped and spread my legs more wide. My body shivered, and my toes curled slightly. I was horny. Hornier than I could ever be.

It was freaky, but it was the side I kept to myself.

This was natural... well, for me, it was. I slowly slide my finger up and down, feeling my pussy throbbing for more, and I close my eyes, feeling so hot. I could feel my wetness dripping down and onto the towel.

I had not even touched myself, and I was ready to take anything in me with that wetness.

“o-oh fuck-”

I slowly pushed a finger into my pussy before stopping. My walls clenched around my finger, and I was tight as hell. Of course I had to be, I was a virgin and never tried taking two fingers too.

I was scared of the pain that comes with the pleasure I wanted to feel to its full extent. My other hand moved to my tit, and my nipples were erect.

“hmm-”

A moan slipped from my lips, my back arching as I pushed my finger a little deeper. I slowly moved my finger back and forth, feeling the heat envelop me like lava erupting from a volcano.

“fuck!”

I bit down on my lower lip after a pleasure cry escaped me. I could feel a knot forming in my stomach, and I moaned loudly. My hand is gripping my tit hard, squeezing, making me gasp.

A cry of pleasure escaped my lips, and my eyes fluttered open when… my half-closed, half-dazed eyes met a pair of black eyes that were darkened.

My gaze stuck on the man... leaning against the wall right in front of me, staring at the sinful sight. My breath got caught in my throat as the pleasure died.

It was... my father’s best friend.

My best friend’s uncle.

My cheeks burned in shame.

“I-I...”

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I was shocked to find him here. I-it was not possible for him to be here.

My hands trembled as I slowly pulled my hand away from my throbbing pussy that wanted a release so badly.

I could not believe that I was finger fucking myself... in front of this hot Greek God.

My supposed uncle.

Luciano Morelli.