36. Aria

36

ARIA

I leave 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."

Jared obliges, delivering a series of sharp smacks that make me squirm and moan. "Take it, baby. You love being disciplined, don't you?"

"Yes," I whisper, my body on fire.

"That's my girl." Jared's voice is a low rumble. "Now, I'm going to take that tight ass of yours."

The thought sends a rush of excitement through me. Ever since he fucked me there twice, I've craved it—perhaps even more than ordinary sex. The pain, the fullness, feeds an addiction.

"You want that too, don't you?" Jared's voice is a husky whisper, his lips brushing my ear. "Tell me you've thought about my cock in your ass since the last time."

I swallow, feeling my cheeks flame. "Yes... I have. I've thought about it a lot. I love how it feels when you're in my ass."

A hungry growl rumbles in his throat, and he spins me around to face him. His eyes are dark with desire as he cups my cheeks and kisses me fiercely. I melt into him, my body throbbing with need.

"I want you on your knees, ass up in the air."

Without hesitation, I comply, my heart pounding with anticipation. Positioning myself as he instructs, I present myself to him.

"Damn, Aria. That ass is perfect." Jared's fingers skim over my cheeks. "I'm going to stretch that hole nice and wide."

"Fuck, yes..." The words escape my lips in a husky whisper. "Do it, please."

"Thirsty?" Jared asks, his eyes glinting with mischief as he twirls a bottle of wine. A shiver runs down my spine.

"What do you have in mind?" I ask. Jared's desires often push the boundaries of what I can handle.

"Just a little something to relax you." He winks as he sets the bottle down and moves closer. "I think you'll enjoy it."

"Oh, I will, will I?" I laugh lightly, trying to keep my tone casual. "And what makes you so sure?"

Jared steps behind me, his arms encircling my waist, murmuring in my ear, "Because I know how much you love being filled." His hands cup my ass, squeezing gently. "And I think we can have fun with this."

I bite my lip, a mix of nervousness fluttering in my stomach. "Oh, really? How do you plan to do that?"

"It's a surprise." His warm breath tickles my ear as his fingers trail down to tease the sensitive skin between my thighs. "But I think you'll like it."

Curious and aroused, I peer over my shoulder at him. "Why don't you just show me?"

"All in good time, Aria." He chuckles. "Patience is a virtue."

"But I'm not a patient girl." I purr, leaning back into him, feeling the hardness of his erection. "Especially when it comes to you."

Jared groans softly, moving his hands lower, his fingers brushing against the sensitive skin around my backside. My breath hitches as he slowly pushes a finger inside me, stretching me.

"Relax, baby." His voice is a deep rumble as he massages the muscles there. "It's just me."

I nod, suppressing a moan as his fingers work their magic, coaxing me to loosen up. My body slowly yields to his touch, allowing him deeper access.

"That's it," he encourages. "Let me in."

A second finger joins the first, stretching me wider. A pleasurable burn spreads through me, and I bite my lip to stifle a whimper.

"Such a good girl." Jared nuzzles my hair, his breath tickling my neck. "You're doing great."

He adds more lube. His fingers are slick and slippery as they glide inside me. "I'm going to add another."

I tense momentarily as he slowly pushes a third finger in, filling me in a way that makes me squirm. I feel deliciously full, my body responding instinctively to his touch.

"God, Aria. Your ass is incredible." Jared's voice is hoarse with desire as he slowly rotates his fingers, stretching and teasing me. "I could play with you like this all night."

"Please… Jared." I whisper, not sure what I'm begging for, but knowing I need more. "I want… more."

A soft chuckle vibrates against my back as he moves his fingers in and out, gradually increasing his pace. "Greedy little sister, aren't you?"

"Greedy for you," I correct him, my voice strained. "Always for you."

His fingers twist and turn inside me, massaging and preparing me for his desires. My body is on fire, burning with a need that only he can quench.

"One more," Jared whispers, his lips brushing my shoulder. "Then I'll give you what you really want."

I squeeze my eyes shut, bracing myself as a fourth finger joins the others. It's tight, almost unbearably so, but the stretch feels right. My breath comes in short gasps, my body arching back against him.

"Perfect," Jared whispers, his thumb caressing my lower back. "So fucking perfect, Aria."

His fingers scissor inside me, preparing me to receive him. My skin flushes, and my entire being is focused on the pleasure he's orchestrating.

Then, slowly, he withdraws his fingers, leaving me feeling empty and longing. I whimper softly, craving more.

"Don't worry, baby. I have something much better to fill you with."

I hear the soft clink of glass, and then the cold, smooth surface of the wine bottle teases my opening. My breath catches as the thick end pushes inside me, inch by inch, stretching me wider than I've ever been stretched before.

"Oh, Jared!" I cry out. "It's so big!"

"Shh, you're doing amazing." His voice is soothing. "Take a deep breath and relax. Let it fill you."

I follow his instructions, breathing deeply as the bottle invades me, expanding me in a way that defies logic as it's a bit thicker than his cock. The cold glass sends shivers through my body, and the burn of the stretch consumes me.

"That's it, baby," Jared whispers, caressing my hips. "You're taking it so well."

He continues to push the bottle inside me. The pressure is overwhelming. I feel impossibly full, stretched to my limits. My whimpers fill the room.

"Fuck, yes…" The words escape my lips.

I feel stretched beyond my limits, unlike anything I've experienced before. I can't believe my body is accommodating the width of this bottle, opening me wider than I thought possible.

"Take it all, baby. My dirty little stepsister, always craving more."

"More…" I whisper, not entirely sure what I'm asking for.

Jared suddenly withdraws the bottle, leaving me feeling empty and longing for that fullness again. "So fucking greedy, but I'll give you more, princess."

Before I can process his words, I feel the smooth, thin neck of the bottle tease my pussy.

"Now this..." Jared's voice drops an octave, "is going in your tight pussy."

I bite my lip as the thin end of the bottle pushes into my swollen, sensitive core. It's a different sensation—intense and pleasurable, causing me to cry out softly.

"Fuck, yes…" Jared whispers. I watch him over my shoulder as his eyes are fixed on the bottle disappearing inside me, feeling where it flares from the neck. "Your pussy is devouring it."

I can't deny the truth of his words. My body eagerly welcomes the intrusion, the glass slipping inside with ease. The stretch feels exquisite, pushing me closer to the edge.

"Look at that," Jared whispers, his voice raw with desire as he takes in the sight of the bottle nestled between my legs. "You've got a wine bottle inside you, and your ass is still begging for more. You're so greedy for it, Aria."

I am lost for words, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through my body. All I can do is nod, my breath coming in short gasps.

His cock teases my opening, the tip pressing against me. "I'm going to give you what you need."

And then he's pushing inside, filling me in a way that makes the bottle seem insignificant. The stretch of his cock invading my already stretched hole sends a shockwave of pleasure through me, and I cry out.

"Oh, God, Jared!" My body bows as the pleasure consumes me. The bottle shifts inside my pussy, adding to the incredible fullness I feel.

"Damn, Aria. I knew you could take it." His hands grip my hips tightly, his cock sliding in and out of my well-prepared hole with ease. "Feels so fucking good, baby."

"Yes… Jared." I moan, my head falling back as he thrusts into me with abandon. "It feels so good."

The sensation is indescribable—the contrasting temperatures of glass and his cock, the smooth glass against my sensitive flesh, and the hardness of his length stretching me. It's wrong on many levels, but it is undeniably right.

Jared's thrusts are powerful and relentless, driving into me with a force that makes the bottle move inside my pussy. The friction is incredible, sparking pleasure that radiates through my body.

"You like that, baby?" he growls, his hips slapping against my rear. "You like being filled by me and this bottle?"

"Yes!" I cry out, my fingers digging into the counter. "I love it. Don't stop, Jared. Please, don't stop."

He lets out a wild grunt and begins to pound into me with fervor. The sound of our bodies colliding fills the room, accompanied by the wet squelching of the bottle moving in and out of my pussy.

"Tightest ass I've ever had," Jared pants as he thrusts into me, his hands slapping my ass cheeks. "It's like it was made for my cock."

"Oh, fuck!" The words escape my lips as he hits a spot inside me that sends lightning bolts of pleasure through my body.

"You like that, baby?" Jared teases, slowing his pace slightly. "You like it when I hit that sweet spot?"

"Yes… there," I whimper, my voice strained. "Right there, Jared. Please don't stop."

He needs no further encouragement. His hands grip my hips roughly as he pounds into me with renewed fervor, his cock seeking out that spot over and over again.

The pleasure coils within me like a spring, tightening with each thrust. My body clenches around the bottle and Jared's cock, and I know I'm close.

"Come for me, baby," Jared grits out. "Let me feel you squeeze my cock."

And then I'm falling, my body shuddering through an explosive orgasm. My walls clench around Jared's cock and the bottle, milking him as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. I cry out, my voice echoing in the room as Jared continues to thrust into me, riding out my climax.

His thrusts become erratic as he chases his own release. With a final, powerful thrust, he buries himself deep inside me and lets out a primal growl. I feel his warmth as he fills me.

We stand connected for a moment, his chest heaving against my back. "That was... incredible," he manages to say.

"Yes," I whisper, my body still humming with pleasure. "It was."

Jared slowly withdraws from me, and I whimper at the loss of his thickness. He eases the bottle from my pussy with care, leaving me exposed to the cool air.

He turns me to face him, his eyes burning with intensity. "We're just getting started, baby sis. There's so much more for us to explore."

Desire ignites me at his words, and I know it's true. We've crossed boundaries, defied societal norms, and surrendered to our darkest desires. There's no going back now—only forward into the abyss of our forbidden cravings. And I eagerly anticipate what other pleasures Jared has in store for me.