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A deep growl rolls around in my chest, and I let my eyes close. I want to savor this, memorize every single inch of her inner walls, but once again she doesn't give me the chance. My girl is needy, and she takes what she wants.

Her hips begin to roll, rocking up and down as she lifts her back slightly off the bed. She's fucking me from below.

"That's right, baby. Take it." I keep still as I watch her work her body, racing to get what's hers.

"Oh God, Hook." She cries as her breath comes faster and faster. She's close; I can tell, but I want to help her along. I drop my hand so my palm is placed against the tight pearl of nerves right at the top of her slit. Using the slippery cum that's already there, I slide my hand back and forth, pressing down just enough to cause some friction but not hard enough to hurt.

"Shit!" she squeaks, and her body instantly goes taut.

"No, you wanted this. Now you'll take it all." I use my other hand to yank her thigh closer to me and finally start to move my hips. I slide in and out of her, moving faster and faster, trying to keep pace with the way my hand is moving against her clit.

Bea sucks in a deep breath, and I have to fight to keep her body from locking down on me. I don't win. She comes so hard that I'm forced to stop as I watch her talk in tongues and scream in pleasure.

"Fuck yes," I growl once I'm able to start moving again.

Hard and fast. That's what I need right now, and that's what Bea allows me to have.

Usually, I'm a one-and-done kind of man, but even as I race toward my own release now, I can tell I'm never going to get enough of this woman.

She is my life now.

Fourteen

Bea

Every last musclein my body feels like jello. I heard rumors about men who could go for hours, but I never thought I'd ever live to experience one. Hook took me in every way there was, minus any anal play. He asked, but I told him I wasn't ready for that. He didn't fuss about it again. It’s almost like he was grateful for the chance to do anything to me. I’m sure I could've told him to lick my toes, and he would have.

Part of me wonders if I'm the first woman he's been with since he's been back from jail, but I'm pretty sure that's not right. According to what I read online, Hook has been out of jail for a few years now. Still, I want to know—not only because of the intensity he took me with, but also because this is the second time we've had sex without a condom. I trust him, even though I shouldn't, but I need to be absolutely sure that there's nothing I need to worry about.

"Hook?"

"Again." He gets up on his elbow and grabs hold of my waist as if he's ready for another round. I instantly slap his hand away. He'll kill me if we have sex anymore tonight.

"No, I just... I wanted to ask you some things." I say softly, looking into his eyes just to gauge how he's going to take it. He rolls his eyes and flops back down onto the bed. He nudges my shoulder so I'm lying down on him. "Go on," he says, and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Well, I know you're not a virgin, but am I the first woman you've been with since you got out of prison?"

He stilled for a second before he started laughing.

"Hey! It's not funny." I punch him softly in his stomach but don't move my head from his chest. I'm comfortable here.

"No, I've had sex since I've been home, but I will say it's never been that intense before. Not before or after," Hook admits, and I feel a smile crawl up my face. I'm special to him. He may not have said the words, but I've left an impression on him.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I'm pretty sure I saw the heavens a few times back there." I stroke his ego, and he squeezes me tighter for a moment.

"I aim to please." Hook kisses the top of my head.

"So..." I hedge, and he moves over so he can look into my eyes.

"Don't beat around the bush. I hate that shit. Just say what you want to say." His face is serious.

"Fine, I don't have to worry about any health issues, do I? I mean, it feels good as hell not wearing a condom, but I need to be sure I don't need to worry."

I do my best not to outright accuse him of being a whore or anything like that. He's as serious as ever when he shakes his head.

"I'd never do anything to put you in danger. I thought you'd figure that out by now."

I have, but I just wanted to erase all doubt. "Good, I'm clean too," I tell him, just in case he was having the same questions I was.