Page 65 of Forbidden Harvest

We can’t exactly return to our family home, so we’ll have to go to my apartment in Longate. The thought of having Aria alone, of claiming every inch of her without interruption... I nearly growl.

The guard eyes us. “Alright then. Let’s get you processed for release, Jared.” He jerks his head toward the door. “Say your goodbyes for now.”

I pull Aria into one last bruising kiss, devouring her gasp. When we finally part, I gaze at her. “This isn’t over, baby. Not even close.”

She trembles, her cheeks flushed. “I can’t wait,” she mutters.

Watching her slip out the door, I can’t resist licking my lips, savoring the lingering taste of her on my tongue. Soon, so verysoon, she’ll be mine again, and this time, no one will tear us apart.

36

ARIA

Ileave the police station with Jared at my side, the evening air cooling my flushed cheeks. The reality settles in—I can’t go home after Mom’s outburst about our relationship. I look at Jared, seeing the same understanding reflected in his eyes.

Mom’s messages ping on my phone, but I can’t respond. I know she’s worried sick, but I need time to sort through my chaotic thoughts and make sense of our new reality. I also know she won’t understand or accept our relationship.

Jared flags down a cab, which stops in front of us. He opens the door for me, and I slide inside, feeling nervous about being with him in public since our relationship is probably the talk of the town.

The ride to the neighboring town of Longate is tense and silent. When we arrive at a rundown apartment building, I pay the fare before following him inside.

Once we’re through the door, I feel vulnerable in his space.

“It’s just us now,” Jared whispers, his breath warm against my ear. “I fucking need you.”

His commanding tone sends a thrill coursing through me, sparking the fire between us.

With a growl, he pushes me against the wall, his lips crushing mine. His hands grip my hips harder as he grinds his erection into me. My soft moan prompts him to deepen the kiss as if he needs me more than oxygen.

In a swift motion, Jared removes my dress, leaving me naked and exposed. His eyes devour me, making me clench my thighs.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, my perfect stepsister.” His voice is rough with desire as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his jeans. “You know what I want to do to you.”

I nod, unable to speak, my body already responding. “Please, Jared...” I whisper, my cheeks burning. “I want you.”

He releases his thick cock and lifts me against the wall. In one swift thrust, he’s inside me. His lips close over mine as I cry out in pleasure, loving how he fills me. His breath is hot against my skin, passion unchecked. “You’re so fucking tight, baby.”

“Oh, God, Jared!” My back arches as he thrusts into me.

“It’s been less than twenty-four hours, but fuck, it’s been too long.” His fingers dig into my flesh. “You like that, little sis? You like me using that tight pussy?”

“Yes!” The word escapes my lips in a strangled cry, my body humming like a live wire. “Harder. Take me harder.”

He pounds into me, the pleasure coiling tight within me, building to an explosive climax. My back arches, my eyes squeeze shut as a wave of bliss washes over me.

My cries echo through the room as I surrender to the world-shattering orgasm that rips through my body. Every nerve ending pulses with sensation, my legs tightening around him. I’m aware of nothing but the intense pleasure and the feeling of Jared filling me completely.

But he isn’t done. I see it in his eyes. He lifts me away from the wall and carries me toward the kitchen, setting me down on my shaky legs. He spins me around and wordlessly bends me over the counter, his hands rough on my hips.

Suddenly his hand comes down hard on my ass, making me moan.

“You like that, baby?” he growls. “You like being spanked by your stepbrother?”

My face flames as I whimper, feeling utterly exposed and wanting more. “Yes... Jared, please...”

“Tell me what you want,” he demands, spanking me harder this time.

I take a deep breath, the words feeling dirty as they pass my lips. “Please spank me again.”

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