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Chapter Two

Tracker

Seeing Cait look so broken hurt me. I wanted to grab her up in my arms but I could tell seeing me was a shock. Her shiny eyes lit up like a kid at Christmas when she realized who it was.

“Uncle Tracker,” she said shakily. Throwing her arms around me, I hugged her back trying to soothe her. She was shaking like a leaf, so I just kept her in my arms, caressing her back.

“It's okay, princess, I am here.”

I walked us into her house. I could see all the paperwork on the table she had to go through now that she was sole heir. She sat on the couch while I brewed us some hot tea. This girl had been put through the ringer. Right now, all she needed was love and support. I planned to give her all the love she could handle.

The grief process was a natural thing and different for each person. I tried to encourage her to let her feelings out, while she kept trying to tamp them down. I understood where she was coming from but I was worried for her. She looked exhausted, not really sleeping much since the accident. I finally convinced her to take a sedative her doctor had prescribed her. She needed the rest. She looked like she was ready to fall over.

Once she finally nodded off, I covered her up and went to organize her paperwork. I could see she was overwhelmed. With the different policies, she would need five copies of their death certificates to turn in. I could take care of that for her. It looked like her parents left her with enough money for her to live comfortably the rest of her life. I knew she had a job working for a Senator. I wasn't sure exactly what she did, but she seemed to like it.

All that was left was for her to sign the forms then they would send her the money from the accounts.

Watching her sleep gave me a feeling I'd never felt before. She was so beautiful, sensual even, just lying there with her mouth slightly open as she snored lightly.

Cait

I needed something to help me with all the chaos that was now my life. Someone, or something that could make sense of what I'd gone through. That turned out to be my Uncle. Well, he wasn’t really my uncle, but my dad and him were as close as brothers, that as far as they were concerned, he was family. I'd always had a crush on Uncle Tracker, but I'd kept it to myself, suppressing my lustful urges knowing my parents would never approve. He was just so damn sexy, exuding confidence and strength with everything he did.

I passed it off as a schoolgirl fantasy. Until now. Now that he was here, I couldn't deny my feelings. With the stress of the past weeks, I desperately needed a release.

I sat up and got off of the couch walking over to him prompting him to wrap his arms around me. Looking up, I could feel his dick hardening. I smiled at him, leaning up then kissed him deeply. If he was surprised by my actions, he didn't show it.

Tracker

Cait looked up at me and grinned. I pulled her up, then kissed her full on the mouth. She looked shocked at first. “Uncle?” I kissed her again.

"I need to fuck you." I realized it came out almost as an order, but I was starting to lose control, and I needed to come. She stripped in two seconds flat. I looked at her and asked, “are you sure?”

She said, “yes, Uncle. I need this.” I nodded, "get on your hands and knees." I ordered as I pulled a condom out of my wallet .

Without a question, she did exactly as I asked. Bending down behind her, I slid my fingers in between Cait's soaking wet folds. I didn't realize how excited she was until I rubbed her clit with my thumb and she gushed all over me.

I couldn't wait any longer. I positioned my cock and slid it into her, taking her from behind. Thrusting as deep and hard as I could, I could feel her body underneath me moving in time with mine. Manipulating her clit some more, I held her up as she shook.

"Fucking hell," I heard her scream.

Her pussy clamped around my cock which sent me over the edge. She milked every drop from me. I pulled out reluctantly. Breathing heavily, I sat down on the ground, sliding the condom off, trying not to make a mess. I hoped no one came to the house anytime soon to express their condolences or we'd be caught red handed.

Cait

This was not what I planned for myself in life. My Uncle being who I wanted and him reciprocating.

He had organized the paperwork my parents left behind while I was asleep and I was grateful. I didn't know what this thing was between us, but I knew I wasn't ready to treat it like a real relationship. How long would he even stay? He had a job of his own, he couldn't possibly relocate here and do the work he needed to do, could he?

Tracker

This was a distraction I didn't need. But how could I leave knowing she needed me right now? She was desperate for a companion. I couldn't do that, unless she came with me. How could I allow that?

After we cleaned up, we went to the store to get the dress for her mom. After a lot of arguing, she finally let me pay for it. We had a bond now that people wouldn't understand. I let it go too far. I never should have touched her. But I did. And it felt so right. Why did it have to feel so good?