Harvest of Sin

by Jordan Shay

  “Hey babe. Sleep good?” Such a wonderful sound to wake up to, Derek’s low, sexy voice.

  “Ya, I did. You?” My eyes were struggling to open.

  “Yep. Feeling good. Hope to get up and about today. Been in this bed too long. My body needs to start moving. Well...I can think of one way we can help my body move.”

  He smirked, and I giggled. Rolling over on top of him, I straddled my legs across him. As soon as I did I felt his dick swell, right under me. We kissed, and then kissed some more. His hands, with his firm touch, began navigating around my body. I was lost in the moment, but something was nagging at me. I enjoyed being on top of Derek, his piercing green eyes looking up at me but for some reason, that conversation with Caleb last night kept popping up in my mind.

  “Babe, you ok?”

  “Ya, I’m just waking up I guess. Sorry hun.” I caressed the side of face, rough with the stubble of a three day beard.

  “I know how to wake you up.”

  With that, Derek rolled me over, my back lying on the soft bed. Now he was on top of me. He pulled my dress up and teased me, rubbing his hard and fully erect dick across my exposed pantiless pussy. He was right. He knew how to wake me up, or at least, make me focus on the moment. I threw my arms around him and pulled him on me. His tongue was deep in my mouth, and his hips were thrusting forward, to continue teasing me with his cock.

  “Derek, you drive me crazy.” Worried that he might take that wrong, I added, “I mean, a good kind of crazy. A fun crazy.”

  He moaned as he started kissing my tits and nipples; hips still teasing me.

  “Don’t talk, Anna. Let’s just enjoy each other.”

  He was right. You don’t talk during sex. What the fuck was wrong with me. Just enjoy. I grabbed his dick and led him right into me. I squirmed just right so he was in the perfect position to enter me. I was still learning my body and how to be graceful in the bed, but my hunger for Derek was immense.

  “Fuck me, Derek.” My voice was confident. I wasn’t sure it was even my voice, even as I said it.

  “Wow, okay Anna!” His eyes grew wide with surprise as I had said it.

  Derek thrust his big wet dick, in and out of my slippery wet pussy. It felt like heaven. He grabbed my feet and pushed my legs up. He was in deep and began pounding my pussy hard. A couple of times I yelped in pain, but ultimately it felt fucking amazing.

  We moaned together and he continued to fuck me. I wrapped my legs around his back to bring him closer; to let his body rub my clit as he pounded me, my tits bouncing up and down. There it was. Ecstasy. I screamed, and he let out long deep moans. The feeling was amazing. The sex just keeps getting better and better. I wondered if it would always be this way.

  He rolled onto his back, his chest heaving up and down with heavy breaths. “I’m sore, but damn, that was worth it. What got into you, Anna? You’re like a wild sex fiend. I like it.”

  I laughed but then realized what he had said.

  “Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry Derek, I thought...I mean, I wasn’t thinking...I’m sorry, I didn’t want to hurt you.” I sat up and faced him, concerned that I had further injured his arm.

  “Sweet Anna. Stop. I’m fine. I mean it. Now let’s get up and get this day started.”

  Derek slowly rose out of bed, and I rushed over to help him to his feet.

  “Feels good to be up.” He stretched both arms towards the ceiling.

  Let’s get cleaned up.”

  We made it downstairs to the bathroom and he let me clean up first. Afterwards, Derek pulled me to him in the hallway and held me tight.

  “Anna, I love waking up next to you. Being here with you. It feels real. It feels right.”

  I loved it to. But suddenly my tongue was stuck. Was it the stress of the decisions that lie before me? Was it Caleb’s words ringing in my head? Was it the fear that I would be stuck with one man for the rest of my life? I’m a mess. A hot fucking mess.

  We were ecstatic to find eggs and bacon in the refrigerator, and I pulled them out, eager to cook and eat something substantial.

  “You want me to make the bacon, and you can cook the eggs?” Derek was already opening the package. I raised my eyes at him.

  “What? I’m just not good at eggs, okay?”

  “No, it’s not that. It’s just that, well, in the Amish culture the men don’t cook.” Now it was his turn to shoot me a look.

  “Oh. I knew the women did most of the cooking but….you mean to tell me the men don’t cook at all?” His face was scrunched up as he looked at me in disbelief.

  I laughed. I didn’t mean to make him feel bad, but with the look he was giving me I couldn’t help it. “Definitely not. Every man has someone do the cooking for him. A wife, a mother, a sister, a relative...they never cook.”

  So now we stood there, Derek holding the bacon and I was holding the eggs. It felt so weird to even think about letting him cook. I took the bacon from him. “I’ll cook. You go relax.”

  “Not so fast, woman. I may be a man, but I actually like to cook. I like to cook over the fire, I like to grill, I even like to whip up my own recipes.” He grabbed the bacon back.

  “You do?” Wow. I had so much to learn about this man. “Okay then. You cook the bacon, I’ll scramble some eggs. Just don’t burn it.”

  We worked side by side in the kitchen for several minutes and then finally sat down to eat. It had been so weird watching Derek cook. I had to bite my tongue several times. I guess I’m a bit of a control freak in the kitchen. Especially if a man is doing the cooking.

  There had not been much conversation between us. I can freely admit it was because my mind was starting to roam elsewhere. Besides the bacon, I was also thinking about Abe. Mama and Papa. Caleb.

  After we ate, Derek suggested we go for a walk outside. I agreed. The air felt wonderful. Cool and fresh. The scent of fall lingered in the air. Interesting how leaves are dying and life itself is beginning to hibernate, but the air can still smell and feel so new.

  Leaves were fluttering to the ground as we walked, and made crackling sounds as we walked over them, the dense woods providing great cover from any prying eyes. Privacy was abundant here. It was perfect.

  After a few minutes, Derek stopped walking and grabbed my hands, turning to face me. “Anna. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking.” He looked at the ground. “I think you running off to be with me right now was impulsive. We didn’t think it through and we have no plan. And I can’t even bear the thought of you resenting me because I took you from your family.”

  “What!” This was not was I was expecting and as soon as my mind processed what he was getting at, a knot started forming in my stomach. “Derek, is this because of what Caleb said? Because I swear to God…” He cut me off mid-sentence.

  “Absolutely not. Although he made some valid points.” My mouth fell open and I let go of his hands. Anger was starting to well up inside of me.

  “Everything I sacrificed for you, and this is what I get? A ‘go back home to your family Anna’? Bullshit!” I could not believe what he was saying.

  “I still want to be with you Anna. We just need to do this right. Go home. Repent with your family. Hang out with Abe while he recovers. In a week or so we can leave town. But this gives you time to mentally prepare to say goodbye to your family. Even if you don’t tell them right away.” He obviously had given this lots of thought, but when? When we were making love? When we were cooking?

  “That will only make things worse, Derek. I think a clean break will be easier. I will be mentally tortured if I go back, knowing I am leaving them in a week. Everyday will be filled with emotional turmoil. I can’t handle that. I don’t want to.”

  “You’re wrong. I think you will always regret not saying goodbye.” He gently put his hand on my face and caressed my cheek. “You are my beautiful Anna. We can do this. We can do this the right away and then spend our lives together.” He looked so loving as he looked right in my eyes as he said that. We had re
ally never talked too much about our future, but my heart leapt at the idea of him believing we will spend our lives together.

  I pulled away from him and started walking. Love is so confusing. I almost missed the days when life was simple and all I thought about all day was helping on the farm and spending time with the kids. Even the bratty ones.

  “Do you want to be alone for a while Anna? To think things through and decide?” Derek hollered down the drive as I walked further away from him. I put my hand up so he knew to leave me alone. A tear slipped down my face. Then another. Then another.

  Near the end of the drive, I saw a path that lead into the woods. I veered off to walk down it a bit. Still needing time to myself, and slightly curious what the path held. I had no way to tell time, but I knew I had been walking a while. A fallen tree in the distance provided the perfect resting spot.

  Part of me felt like Derek had a valid point but part of me didn’t want to deal with my family. My father being angry, as Caleb had said he was, scared me a bit. Fuck. Although I do love my parents. But, Abe. When I thought of him, I felt that ice pick of pain enter my chest. He was just a kid, and he looked up to me so much. And let’s not even talk about the fact that he was just recovering from a serious accident. My head fell in my hands as if the weight of all these thoughts was too much.

  The sounds of footsteps and the rustling of leaves jolted me from my thoughts. I jumped off the tree, and ducked behind another one. Was it Derek? Or was it someone looking for us?

  Then a man finally rounded the corner, and soon I could see it was Caleb. I stepped out from my hiding place.

  “Hey there, Anna. Derek said you might be down here.” He walked right over to me. “You okay? Are you ready to go back?” He reached for my hand. To my surprise, I eagerly grabbed it.

  “Yeah. I just needed to think.”

  “You want to talk about it?” He started leading me back down the path.

  “Fuck no.” My answer came out quick and forceful. Caleb laughed.

  “You swear more than any Amish girl I’ve ever known.” Caleb was still smiling. I shrugged.

  We walked back mostly in silence but as the cabin came into view, I had the sudden urge to talk to Caleb about what I was thinking. Although, since the outburst yesterday, I already knew what his opinion was, I was hoping he would try and listen anyhow.

  “Stop.” I stopped walking and let go of Caleb’s hand. I also wanted to make sure that Derek didn’t see me holding Caleb’s hand. For some reason, that felt wrong. “I think that maybe I should go home.” Caleb’s eyebrows raised in curiosity.

  “Oh really?”

  “Yes. I do need some closure with my family. And Derek and I need a plan. If I can just get through a week at home…” I didn’t know what else to say.

  “It will be rough, Anna. You will be shunned. You won’t be allowed at church or at the dinner tables.”

  “I don’t care about any of that. I’m dreading the looks of disgust from people. The disappointment from my parents. The confusion from Abe. That’s what I’m worried about. Not where I’m going to sit and eat my chicken wings.” My frankness made him smile.

  “Chicken wings, huh?” I smacked him across the arm.

  “I’m being serious here Caleb.”

  “I know.” His eyes lingered on mine and his smile faded. “I know you are. It will be difficult, no doubt. But I think it’s the right thing to do long term.”

  “Okay, then. I guess we will go back tonight.” My mind told me I was making the right decision, but I yearned to sleep next to Derek one more time. To feel his hard, muscular body next to mine. To hear him breathing deeply while he sleeps. To smell the musky scent that I have come to crave.

  “You’ll have to. My uncle comes home tomorrow morning and I won’t be able to get you guys before then. He has been at the hospital. But he is coming home. There is nothing more that the doctors can do for him.”

  I nodded and said, “I’m sorry, Caleb...about your uncle.”

  Then before I could say anything else, he grabbed both of my arms, leaned in and kissed me on the lips. It was brief, but I felt once again that shot of electricity I had felt before when he kissed me. Damn him. He pulled back and smiled, and then started walking to the door of the cabin. After a few seconds, I was able to get my composure and I spun around to follow him. Something caught my eye in the upstairs window just then and instantly my breath caught in my chest. Derek. Had he seen us Caleb and I kiss?

  Once inside, Caleb was sitting on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table. As if he hadn’t a care in the world. Bastard.

  I started to clean up, so as not to leave any evidence behind in the cabin when Caleb’s uncle arrived. Derek started to help me. Before long, we had done just about all we could and sat down in the living room with Caleb.

  “So what’s the plan, lovebirds?” Caleb still had his feet propped up, and stared into the fireplace. I looked at Derek.

  “I think, we go home tonight. Anna spends a week with her family. Then on Sunday night, I pick Anna up and we leave town.” He paused before adding, “If that’s what she wants.”

  They both looked at me. Waiting for my acceptance or disapproval of the plan.

  “Yes. That’s what I want.” The dread of this week and what would be in store for me was making my stomach flip flop.

  “You can’t tell your family, or they will find a way to stop you,” Caleb chimed in.

  “I know. I won’t tell them. I’ll just use the week to mentally prepare myself.”

  “You’ll have plenty of time for that since you will be shunned,” Caleb told me for the second time.

  “I’m sorry Anna. I feel like this is all my fault.” Derek was frowning and his eyes looked genuinely sorrowful.

  “It’s not your fault Derek! Don’t say that again.”

  We spent a little more time discussing the details, and then we all agreed it was time to head back to our homes. Just as we stood up to leave, nausea swept in like a lion and sent me racing for the bathroom.

  I washed up and went back to the living room, both boys standing there looking worried.

  “I’m okay now. Nerves I guess.” I marched past them, out the door, and straight over to the buggy. “What are you guys waiting for? Let’s get this over with.”

  “We will take Derek home first. Then, Anna, I will drop you off on your road, not far from your house. Nobody must ever know that we were all together this weekend,” Caleb explained.

  We headed off. Nobody said anything. I sat there happy to be in the buggy. I had odd feelings of sitting between Derek and Caleb. They each wanted to be with me, and they knew the feelings of the other. Yet, respectfully, they sat in the same buggy, not mentioning a word of their feelings for me, or about each other. But rather, working together, to make me happy; to get me out of my community.

  For a moment, I thought, why do I want to leave this community? It’s beautiful. The houses all white. Perfectly manicured yards. Peaceful. But then I remembered, Mr. Johnny, the rules, rules, and more rules. I just wasn’t made for rules, to be tamed. I was born a wildflower.

  We arrived at Derek’s house. It looked the same way we had left it. Mr. Johnny and his herd did not come back as far as I could tell. I was thankful for that. I was worried if they would come back this week. But Derek said he’d have his gun ready if they did. I believed him. He was a great gunsman. Men around town would say how Derek could shoot a deer with his eyes closed. I just hoped no one had to get shot.

  Derek hugged me and brushed his lips against mine. I watched him disappear into his house, then Caleb and I were on our way. A lengthy journey, no doubt. But I didn’t mind. I had developed this certain kind of comfort around Caleb. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it was comfortable. Safe. We didn’t have much for conversation. I think both of us were stressed about facing my family, our community. Caleb really didn’t have to be stressed; nobody knew he was involved with me. But I guess he just felt stresse
d for me.

  “We’re just about coming to your road, Anna.”

  “I feel sick, Caleb. My nerves are still bouncing I guess.”

  “Are you gonna throw up?” Caleb asked in a smart ass way.

  Laughing, I said, “No.”

  “It’s good to hear you laugh, Anna. Your laugh is contagious. Make sure whoever you end up with, that they make you laugh.” Caleb smiled, and I smiled back.

  “Hey, why we turning down here? I thought you were going to drop me off closer to my road?” I asked. Something felt wrong, and suddenly I was a little scared. I remind myself that Caleb was one of the good guys. He knew what he was doing.