Page 38 of Forbidden Harvest

“Yes... there it is.” Jared purrs, reading my surrender. “Take it deeper, baby sister.”

The filthy words coming from his lips only serve to fuel my desire. I arch my back, moving my body to meet each of his thrusts, wanting to feel the full depth of the bat inside me even though I know it’s physically impossible.

“Oh, fuck, Jared!” I cry out, my body trembling as the sensations become too much to bear. “It’s so good.”

“That’s it, baby, let it burn.” Jared thrusts the bat harder, faster, drawing out my pleasure. “Come for me, on my bat. Show me how much of a good girl you are for me.”

His words are a match to dry kindling, igniting my release. I cry out, my body shaking as waves of pleasure wash over me. I can’t stop responding to his demands, my body moving in perfect harmony with the toy, wanting to be filled completely.

“That’s it, coat it with your juices.” Jared’s cock strains in his pants, the bulge visible. “Now, I’m going to take you even higher, baby sister.”

I can barely catch my breath as the aftershocks of my orgasm ripple through me. The bat, still embedded within me,throbs with each pulse of my release. My body craves more, the forbidden nature of his actions pushing me further into the abyss of desire.

Jared’s eyes gleam with a dark satisfaction as he reaches for the tube of lube on his nightstand. This can’t be happening. My mind is unable to process where this is headed. But even as my rational mind resists, my body betrays my secret desires, craving his touch.

“Jared, what... what are you doing?” I ask, my voice shaking, my gaze darting between him and the lube. I know what he intends, and it crosses yet another line.

“I’m going to claim every part of you.” His voice is low and laced with danger as he squeezes a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. “Every hole is mine to fill.”

I whimper, my eyes closing at the shame of what I crave. “No, please... not there,” I plead, squirming. The bat shifts inside me, sending a jolt of sensation that only intensifies my arousal.

Jared chuckles. “Oh yes, there. Each and every hole of yours is going to be filled with my cum before dawn.”

This is too much.

“Please, Jared... I’m not ready...” My words fade as his finger slips past the tight ring of muscle.

“Shh, relax, baby.” Jared’s voice is a velvet caress, his fingers working gently inside me. “Let me in, and I’ll make it good for you.”

I bite my lip, unable to stop the whimpers that escape my throat as he fingers my ass. The sensations are overwhelming, especially with the bat still embedded in my pussy.

“That’s it, baby.” Jared adds another finger, scissoring them. “Soon, my cock will be buried balls-deep in this gorgeous ass.” He spanks my asscheeks and the sting makes my clit throb.

We’ve crossed so many lines, and yet, my body pulses with arousal, begging for more.

Jared leans down, his lips brushing my ear. “You want it, don’t you?” he breathes, his hot breath tickling my skin. “You want me to fuck your tight little ass?”

My breath hitches at his explicit words, a mix of shame and arousal clouding my mind. “I... I can’t...” I whisper, even as my body betrays me, pushing back against his invading fingers.

“You can, baby.” Jared insists, his words fueling my desire. “You can take my cock in your ass while your pussy milks the baseball bat. I’ll make you scream, mark my words.”

I want to deny it, but the words fail to form on my lips. Instead, I whimper, my body moving reflexively against him, urging him on.

I can feel him pressing against the tight ring of muscles, poised to invade. I hold my breath, torn between trepidation and anticipation.

But slow isn’t what I want anymore. My body craves more, needs to be filled completely, stretched to the limit by this man who has consumed my thoughts for so long.

“Please, Jared,” I whisper, my voice hoarse with need. “Just do it. Take me, claim me.”

“As you wish, my eager little slut.”

I cry out as Jared pushes forward, his thick cock breaching me. The sensation of being filled in both holes is overwhelming, a heady mix of pain and pleasure. The bat shifts inside me as Jared works his cock deeper, stretching me wider than I thought possible.

Pain lances through me, but I love the pain. I can feel myself getting wetter around the bat, my body responding to the delicious torment. I want to be marked by him, branded as his.

Jared growls. “You like that, don’t you, Aria? You like being stuffed full with my cock and a baseball bat.”

“Yes,” The word escapes my lips in a strangled whisper. I can’t deny it anymore. The pain, the burn, the exquisite pleasure it brings. All of it I crave.

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