Chapter 2. Helping Her Cum

Adeline's POV

I could feel his intense, dangerous gaze on me, making me tremble in shame and fear. My hand reached out and grabbed the duvets and pulled them, covering my body.

He stood there with no expression, but darkness radiated from his aura. I was so ashamed, caught like this, that I could not lift my gaze to look at him. My heart was pounding in my chest like a drum.

My face was flushed, and I tried to cover my body, not wanting an inch of it to be seen.

Suddenly, I felt him walking towards me, and I closed my eyes, ready to get the worst scolding and embarrassment.

“w-why are you-you here?”

The words escaped my lips as soon as I felt him next to the bed. I slowly opened my eyes and noticed his fists clenched tightly, making me close my eyes once again.

I was scared of the reaction, and I couldn’t predict anything either.

“I-I am s-sorry- I just-”

“Do you have any idea how worried everyone is?”

I opened my eyes and slowly looked up at him, and now I could see very clearly under the light. His black eyes, his slightly messed-up black hair, his beard and mustache add to his dangerous appearance.

My lips slowly parted as I blinked nervously. I slowly raised my hand and held his arm, wanting him to forget whatever I was just doing, when suddenly, he pushed me down on the bed, making me gasp.

My heart was thumping badly as he slowly got onto the bed, staring at me.

“You have no fucking idea how worried we were”

I looked at him as I felt him hovering over me. All the sexual tension was coming back, and I could not help but slowly hold my hand up and touch his face.

Fuck, all that horniness coming back as I felt a man’s- not just any man but the man I love. My gaze moved to his lips as I slowly caressed his cheek, feeling his warmth.

“Adeline”

His deep voice rang in my ears, making my breath hitch. The way my name rolled out of his tongue in such an intimate moment made my stomach flutter.

“h-help me… p-please”

I begged him. I wanted to be touched. Wanted to be touched by him. I could feel his decision waver before I leaned up and slowly kissed his neck. The warmth of his body made me lose my mind as I lifted my hips, slowly grinding against him, wanting to feel something.

I was crazy.

It was also my sexual frustration that was making me become so bold and make a move on my supposed uncle. I felt him push my hips down against the mattress, making me whimper.

“Spread your legs”

My body trembled slightly at his order. His deep voice rumbled in his chest, making me imagine the things he could do. He sat on his knees in front of me. His eyes gazed at me, making me look away with flushed cheeks.

I watched as he slowly rolled the sleeves of his black shirt, making me feel butterflies flutter in my stomach. My eyes fell on his veiny, muscular arms with tattoos.

I have always had a thing for tattoos, and Luciano Morelli was everything in a man I dreamt of. He looked at me intensely, and I was already wet to be touched. My nipples were hard, and I wanted his attention.

I gulped, and suddenly my body shuddered when I felt his finger slide up. It was my first time getting touched by someone other than myself, and it felt...

Nice. I felt his other finger on my clit as I gasped, my body tensing before relaxing to the new sensation.

“hmmm-”

I covered my moan, feeling his fingers doing magic. I felt his finger slowly press on my sensitive bud as my legs trembled slightly, and more wetness oozed out.

He suddenly flicked it, making me shudder as I unknowingly held his wrist. His eyes coming in contact with mine as my chest heaved up and down.

“I have not even started, and you’re out of breath”

His words made my cheeks burn in shame and embarrassment even more. Slowly, he pushed his finger inside of me, making me whimper. His finger was big than mine and felt a bit uncomfortable.

He hovered over me and pushed my legs wide open and locked them with his, so I could not close them. A gasp escaped my lips as I felt his finger curl up inside me, and I squeezed around his finger.

My eyes widened as I held his shoulder, not expecting to feel something like this.

“I-I am- no- ahhh-”

My words did not even make sense as I felt him hit something sensitive inside of me, and his thumb pressed on my sensitive bud every time he pushed his finger inside me, making my toes curl.

“I-I am going to-”

I did not want to say those dirty words. Maybe I was embarrassed and shy, but this moment was intense.

“cum on my fingers”

My legs trembled as I covered my mouth with the back of my hand, closing my eyes shut. My pussy throbbed and pulsated badly, feeling an intense sensation and before I knew... I was cumming on his fingers.

My legs shook uncontrollably, and I tried to close my legs, but he had them spread wide, making it impossible for me to move. My back arched, and my eyes rolled back.

I cried out, feeling so sensitive.

My body went limp, and I whimpered. His Hand continuously rubbed my pussy as my juices dripped down on the mattress, maybe wetting the sheets too. I gasped, trying to catch my breath as he circled his thumb on my pussy, making me twitch.

“Does it feel good?”

He asked, his voice getting deeper each time he spoke.

“Yes!”

A shriek escaped my lips as he pushed his finger inside of me again, making me squirt out my juices a bit, making me clench my hole around his finger as he stared at me.

I watched as his chest heaved up and down, maybe because he was trying to hold himself back.

“fuck- oh my gawd!”

I twisted in his embrace, feeling his finger doing the deed so good that I was losing my mind. I could never imagine a fingered could do so much. The wet squelching sound was enough to make me feel the tight knot again.

My legs quivered, and I held his wrist, gasping for breath. It was all too much for me, for a person who had never experienced anything like this.

“fuck- daddy!”

I cried out as I felt my walls clenching before something exploded. I was cumming once again on his fingers. My fingers tightly fisted the sheets as my back arched, feeling overwhelmed.

My eyes were glossy as I looked at him with my tired, sleepy eyes.

“That’s right. Sleep for daddy, good girl”

I slowly blinked before my body fell limp. I was too tired to move a muscle. My eyes slowly closed as I slowly fell asleep in the embrace of my hot uncle, whom I called daddy, too.

I was doomed.