Page 27 of Hook

I've never been accused of having a small dick. In fact, more times than not, the women I'm with have complained that it's more than they can handle. They still all try, though. I'm hoping Bea is one of those types. A go-getter.

I wrap my hand around the shaft and tug a few times, trying to calm myself.

"You realize there's no turning back after this, right?" I warn her one final time. I feel like I've been telling her since I met herthat she needs to stay away from me, and now that she's ready to leave, I can't let her go.

"I know," she answers and licks her lips as she continues to stare down at me jerking off.

How I wish I could feel those luscious lips around me. I'd give anything to see her tearing up, mouth stretched wide, with my cock down her throat.

There will be other times. Like I just told her, I'm not letting her go now.

I haven't been this turned on since I first got out of the joint. Sure, I've been with women after that, but I've never wanted one as badly as I do Bea.

I haven't even been inside of her yet, but I can already tell that I'm not going to be satisfied with just one quick fuck. I'm going to need more and more of her until there's nothing left.

I'm going to destroy her, and the fucked-up part of me doesn't care.

My muscles tighten as I continue to stare at the beauty trussed up in front of me. I need to stop, or I'm going to blow right here.

My feet feel like they're rooted to the ground. Stuck, preventing me from taking a step further.

"Hook, please," she begs, and I feel my knees buckle. It's all I need to move forward. I grab her waist and turn her so her back is facing me.

Pulling her backward slightly I force her to bend forward. Her round pert ass wiggling just slightly.

I've never been one for spanking but I can't help myself. I pull my hand back and bring it down hard on the fleshy part of her ass. She jumps and squeals but doesn't move that far away.

"You're going to learn to listen to me, isn't that right, Sweetheart?" I question but she doesn't answer only moans as she pushes her ass back toward me.

I pick my hand up and swat her bottom two more times in quick succession, my heart picking up pace as I watch her pale skin darken with the shadow of my hand print. "Isn't that right?" I growl.

"Yes! Yes, I will, Hook." She finally responds through her panting breath.

I stroke myself one final time, but this time I use a bead of the pre-cum dripping from my slit to coat my cock. I can't believe I'm about to do this, but there's nothing in the world that's going to stop me now besides Bea. She holds a power over me I don't think even she realizes.

I use my boot to kick her legs further apart before I press my cock on top of her backside. I do a quick sight measurement of how far inside her I'm about to go. She's a small thing compared to me, and just from seeing my shaft on top of her backside, I know I'm going to have to take it easy. Not that I want to, but I don't want her to hurt. Not too badly.

I slap her back a few times with my cock before I tilt my hips back, grab the root of my dick, and press it where it needs to be. The second I feel her warm heat start to open up to my thick cock, I'm lost. She moans just as loud as I do at the feel of me sliding into her. Bare. Raw. Completely trusting on both our parts.

I don't know much about her, but I pray she'd stop me if there was something I needed to worry about, the same way I wouldn't put her health at risk if something was off with me. I've never fucked a woman without a condom before, and just this first thrust lets me know I'm about to reach a point of heaven not made for people like me.

I slide in halfway before her cunt clamps down hard on me. "Fuck, you're so tight. You're choking me," I grumble, but I don't give up.

Pulling back, I grab hold of her hips and push back once again, this time getting further inside her. My hips take on a mind of their own as I pump in and out of her, finally managing to get all the way in to the base.

My jaw drops, and I breathe hard as I look down, watching myself disappear and reappear from her tight core. "Hook, fuck me harder. Oh god, harder," she wails as she gets a tighter hold on the chain I have connected to her wrist. I toss my head back and close my eyes, willing myself not to come even though I so desperately want to— not before her. Not until I feel her pulse against me at least one time.

The chain rattles hard as I set a punishing pace. Her ass jiggles and bounces with each of my thrusts as I give her exactly what she's begging me for. "Hook, yes," she screams, and I nearly lose it as I feel her thighs shake violently. If I thought her pussy was tight before, nothing prepared me for the vice-like grip I feel as she comes.

"Oh shit!" I bark and grab hold tighter. I'm losing it. Losing my grip on her, on reality, on life itself.

All that matters is Bea.

I need to get closer.

Somehow, I manage to move one hand from her hips and reach up to grab hold of her hair while I push her forward even more. She follows my lead and lifts one of her legs so she's kneeling on the table. It gives me another angle. Deeper. I want to touch her very soul.

I jackhammer up into her as her body goes limp from her orgasm.