Page 48 of Forbidden Harvest

His mouth crashes onto mine, and his tongue tangles with mine greedily. At the same time, his fingers find my wet core slipping inside. I moan into his mouth as he thrusts them in and out.

“That’s it, baby.” His fingers curl inside me, finding that spot that lights me up.

I whimper as he adds a third finger, my body on fire. His thumb rubs circles on my clit, pushing me closer to the edge.

When I think I can’t take anymore, Jared removes his fingers, leaving me empty. But with one smooth thrust, he fills me.

“Oh, God!” My nails dig into his back. “Yes!”

He begins to move, his thrusts deep and purposeful. “That’s it, baby,” he grits out. “Take me deep.”

I meet his thrusts, our bodies moving as one. The pleasure builds, threatening to consume me. I’m lost in a haze of desire, my body on fire with need.

“I’m close,” I gasp, my fingers tangling in his hair. “Jared, please!”

“Let go for me, Aria.” His voice is rough, his hips snapping against mine. “Come for me, baby sister.”

At his command, the dam breaks, and I shatter into a million pieces. My body convulses as waves of pleasure wash over me. I moan his name, my release claiming me.

But Jared isn’t finished.

He flips me onto my stomach, my body trembling from my release. I know what he wants, craving the feel of him in my most intimate place. It will hurt again, but the pleasure is worth it.

“I need your ass again,” Jared growls. “I haven’t fucked it since the first night. I need to claim you there, too.”

“Yes, please.”

“Always so eager for me, baby.”

He presses a soft kiss behind my ear before withdrawing, his hands smoothing over my skin and trailing down my spine. He skims the sensitive skin of my lower back, causing me to arch into his touch.

“That’s it, baby,” he rumbles. “So responsive.”

His fingers continue their path downward, reaching the curve of my ass. I can’t help but push back, wanting more.

Jared chuckles, his finger pausing at the tight ring of muscle. “Ready for me?” He asks.

“Please, Jared. I need you.”

The first touch of his finger against my hole is light and slick with lube. He circles gently, the sensation sending sparks through me. His finger teases the tight muscle, massaging the lube into my skin. And then he pushes against my entrance, sliding it slowly. The sensation is amazing, and I gasp, wanting more.

“Relax, baby,” he murmurs, sliding a second finger inside, working me open slowly. “It’ll feel so good.”

I do as he says, focusing on taking deep breaths as his second finger slips inside. “That’s it, baby. Let your body open up for me.”

The delicious fullness as his fingers push deeper sends sparks shooting through me. His thumb finds my clit, rubbing circles, and it’s too much, too good.

“More, Jared,” I beg, pushing back. “Please, give me more.”

He presses a third finger into my hole. “You’re so eager for it. So greedy.”

I crave the feel of his cock stretching me again. He works his fingers inside me, scissoring and stretching, his thumb never leaving my clit. I’m putty in his hands, my body responding to every touch.

“There we go, baby. Nice and ready for me.” He leans over my back and teases the shell of my ear with his lips. “I’m going to fuck you now, make you mine all over again.”

He withdraws his fingers, and I feel the head of his cock replace them. I push back, needing him. With a smooth thrust, he enters me, his cock sliding deep with a satisfying burn.

“Oh, God!” I scream. The pain is intense and yet addictive.

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