Chapter 49. He Tried His Best

VINCENT’S POV

“Uncle, don’t!” Sasha shouted, losing it.

She thrashed in my arms, pounding on my back, begging to be let down. She probably thought I was about to push her into something she’d regret.

She’s not wrong. Not even a little.

Damn it, I’m trying my best to keep my hands off her. But Sasha’s not making it easy—testing me like this, pressed up against me, squirming and cursing.

I’ve got self-control. But my cock? Not so much. He’s never been trained to behave around her. Hell, it’s a miracle I haven’t already pinned her against the wall and begged her to ruin me.

If I wasn’t scared she’d cut me off forever, I’d already have her in that bedroom—flat on her back, moaning my name while I finally give her what I’ve been craving for years.

She doesn’t get it. She never has. Just looking into her eyes is enough to make my hands shake. Hearing her voice? Fuck, it scrapes something primal out of me. But her scent... her skin...