Page 57 of Forbidden Harvest

Her words urge me on, driving me to pound into her with abandon.

Pulling her hair, I whisper hotly against her throat, “Such a good girl, taking me so well. My perfect little stepsister.” Each drive of my hips is harder and more demanding.

Her eyes flutter open. “Yes,” she breathes, accepting my control. “Yours.”

I claim her mouth in a bruising kiss, my tongue demanding entry. Our teeth clash as we both duel for dominance. I slip my hand between us, finding her clit. Her hips buck as I rub circles, pressing just the way she loves.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” My pace is relentless. “Let me feel you tighten around me.”

Her breath comes in gasps, her nails scraping down my back. “J-Jared, I--” Her voice hitches as I twist my wrist, sending her spiraling.

“Come on, baby. Let go.” I thrust deep and bite her shoulder, savoring the taste of her skin. “That’s it, claim my cock with that tight cunt.”

She cries out, her walls clenching me. I groan the sensation too much and spill myself into her. Our combined release is explosive, and I stumble forward, sending bottles tumbling and crashing to the ground.

“Aria? Everything alright up there?” Elaine calls, startling us.

Aria freezes, her eyes wide. “Y-Yeah, Mom. I just knocked something over getting out of the shower. Be down in a minute.”

I grin, nipping at her jaw. “She could have caught us. Does that turn you on?”

“J-Jared!” Aria’s cheeks flame a pretty pink hue, but her eyes sparkle with a mischievous light.

“Admit it, you love the risk.” I kiss her, letting her taste herself on my lips. “It makes it all much sweeter, doesn’t it?”

She rests her head on my shoulder, a content sigh escaping her. “Maybe just a little.”

With a final, tender kiss, I pull out of her and force my dick back into my pants. “We should probably head downstairs. Before she sends a search party and finds me balls deep in your cunt.”

“Right.” Aria quickly grabs the bottles she knocked over and puts them back where they were.

I pause, soaking in the sight of her flushed and her skirt around her hips as my cum drips from her bare pussy. “You’re exquisite, you know that?”

She smiles. “Flatterer.”

Grabbing her hips, I force her skirt down and find a pair of her panties in the hamper. “You’ll need these unless you want to leave my cum stains on the dining room chair.”

Moaning, she puts them on and then I guide her out of the bathroom, already plotting our next escapade. We have to be cautious, but that only adds to the thrill.

We descend the stairs together, our secret clinging to us like a heady cologne. I’ve never felt so alive.

31

ARIA

Ipick at my food, the tension at the dinner table heavy enough to suffocate me. Mom and Dad keep exchanging strange looks across the table, like they want to say something but are holding back.

Jared sits beside me, his knee brushing mine under the table, sending jolts of electricity through me. Since we crossed that line, the slightest touch between us is like lightning.

"So, Jared, how long are you staying with us?" Dad asks, his tone casual.

Jared pauses, his fork halfway to his mouth. "Just another week, then I'll be heading out."

His voice has an edge. Jared hasn't explained how this will work when he has to leave.

I glance at him, catching the tight line of his jaw and the guarded expression in his eyes. Something's bothering him.

Dad nods slowly. "I see. Well, it's good that you get to spend some quality time with us." His gaze lingers on me, his brow furrowed. "Anything you two want to share with your mother and me?"

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