Page 78 of Forbidden Harvest

I couldn’t agree more. I plunge into her, our eyes locking. Her mouth falls open, a mix of pleasure and surprise as I fill her up without a word of warning. I go deep, so deep, claiming every inch of her.

“You feel so fucking good, sis. Taking me like you can’t get enough.” My words mix filth and praise, feeding the fire between us. I thrust slowly, deliberately, savoring the sensation of her pussy milking my cock.

“Jared, I—” she moans, her voice breaking as I hit her sweet spot.

“You like this, don’t you?” I growl. “People watching us, knowing what a filthy little slut you are for your stepbrother.”

“Yes,” she whispers, her eyes closed, lost in the sensations. “I love it. Love being yours.”

Hearing her surrender never gets old, but I want her to feel it, too. I quicken my pace, my hips snapping forward, driving into her harder.

“Are you going to come all of my cock, Aria? I ask, my voice a low, gravelly demand.

She nods, her fingers digging into my arms. “Yes, oh God, yes, Jared. I’m—I’m there, I’m?—”

Her pussy grips me, tight and hot, as she rides out her orgasm. I grip her hips tighter, holding her in place as I continue to thrust, her juices dripping down my shaft.

“That’s it, baby. Milk my cock and take everything I give you.” My voice is harsh. I’m close to the edge but want to bring her there again. I lean down, my lips brushing her ear. “Come again for me, Aria. Let everyone hear you fall apart.”

I thrust deep, finding that spot that makes her cry out. I curl my fingers around her throat and cut off the oxygen supply just enough to know she’ll shatter quickly. “That’s it, baby. Lose yourself to the pleasure.”

The tempo of the music matches my hips, driving us both higher. I feel her walls contract around me again, and her nails dig into my back. “Jared!” She cries out, her body shaking as she climaxes a second time. “Oh, fuck!”

“That’s my good girl,” I murmur, my lips against her pulse. I can feel my release building, a coiled spring about to snap. “You ready for my cum, Aria? Gonna fill you so fucking full.”

She whimpers, a mix of pleasure and anticipation. “Please, Jared, please. I need?—”

Her words break off as I let go, thrusting hard and deep as I explode inside her. My vision whites out, overwhelmed by the intensity of our connection.

I pull out slowly and lower her to the floor, my arms wrapping around her as we both catch our breath. Leaning down, my forehead rests against hers, and I whisper, “That was fucking incredible.”

People are watching us, their gazes filled with either desire or disgust. I smirk, feeling satisfied as I admire Aria’s flushed, debauched beauty.

“Time to go, baby,” I whisper, zipping up her bodysuit’s crotch. “Before anyone finds our little surprise.” I nod toward the direction of the supply closet where I left the fucking idiot who tried to touch her.

Aria’s eyes sparkle. “Lead the way, Ghostface.”

I take her hand, and we weave back into the crowd anonymously. The music is a pounding bassline in our veins as we move away, leaving behind a body growing cold.

At the door, we hesitate. “What next, Ghostface?”

“Oh, you’ll see soon enough. I have something for you.”

In the crisp night air, I offer Aria my leather jacket. She slips it on, the moonlight dancing on the metal studs adorning the shoulders. She’s a rockstar, my dark angel, and she smiles, feeling the weight of the jacket’s protection.

“Where are we going? You’re not kidnapping me again, are you?” she asks, her eyes sparkling with playful accusation.

“Not this time, baby. Tonight, I’m taking you someplace special.” I slide my hand into my pocket, feeling the small box that holds her future. “But first, I have something for you. A promise, of sorts.”

Our footsteps echo in the deserted street, the city alive with night’s energy. We head toward a secluded spot in downtown Toronto, a place I’d scouted earlier—an abandoned warehouse with a rooftop garden. A place that feels like ours, away from prying eyes.

I quicken my pace, eager to share what’s in my heart. “I wanted to bring you someplace unique, somewhere that reflects our love. A little haven in the city that could be ours forever.”

We slip inside the warehouse, the moonlight streaming through broken windows and casting an ethereal glow. I leadher up a rusted fire escape, our footsteps ringing hollowly in the abandoned building.

The roof garden is a hidden sanctuary, an oasis of green and whispering shadows. “Jared, this place is incredible. How did you find it?” Aria spins in a circle, her laughter dancing in the night air.

“For you, I’d search the world over,” I say softly, taking her hands in mine. “Aria, when I first saw you all those years ago, I knew you were different. Special. And I wanted you to be mine.”

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