Page 65 of Hook

Her cheeks flush dark red. “But that will result in sex, and that’s not what I want.”

I grab her hip and pull her back against my chest. “Are you suggesting that I have no control over my urges?”

She shrugs. “Isn’t it inevitable?”

“I’ll prove you wrong, princess. Strip.” I may want to fuck her, but I won’t. She’s taken my cock night after night without complaint about being sore. I can grant her a day off from fucking.

She pulls her blouse from her waistband and then unbuttons it, throwing it to one side. And then she unfastens her pants and pushes them down her hips, revealing her beautiful fucking ass and her white string thong.

My cock pulses in response, but I ignore it.

Gwen glances at me as she unhooks her bra and adds that to the pile of clothes, and then drops her thong to the ground. Once she’s naked, she’s quick to hop into the bubbling hot tub, groaning the moment the water encases her. “It’s nice in here,” she murmurs, eyes clamped shut.

I don’t waste time getting undressed and slip into the tub with her, my cock as hard as stone. It’s going to be tough keeping my hands off her as I slip into the water. Her eyes snap open, watching me with a mix of desire and caution. “It’s peaceful at sea,” she says, glancing across the expanse of ocean as the boat navigates toward Santa Catalina.

“It’s what I like about it, that it’s so close to nature,” I watch her reaction as I speak. “No hustle and bustle of life on land. The only thing you hear here is the sound of the waves and the wind. It reconnects me with the natural world and makes me feel as if I’m part of something bigger than myself.” I know that she’s shocked by my response as her eyes widen slightly, but she nods in agreement, her face softening.

“I agree. It’s like you’re connected to a vastness that simply can’t be comprehended from land? A connection with every creature that shares this space.”

I hate the way she looks at me then, as if she can see into my soul and all the dark and deranged parts of me that battle with the minuscule part of me that still has goodness within. “Yes,” I breathe, moving closer to her. “I’m going to touch you, princess, but don’t worry.” I set my hand on her thigh and delight in the way she trembles. “I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to give you a massage.”

Her brow raises. “That’s unlikely.”

“I intend to prove you wrong. Turn your back to me.”

She’s hesitant, but does as she’s told. I clamp my eyes shut and fight the part of me longing to impale her on my cock, grabbing her her shoulders and gently kneading the tight muscles.

A soft moan escapes her lips as I work at the knots.

“Careful, princess. I have restraint, but if you keep moaning like that...”

“Sorry,” she says, shaking her head. “You’re good at this.”

“Of course I am.”

She clears her throat. “Do you always have to be so cocky?”

“I thought it was one of my charming qualities,” I tease.

“There are a lot of words I’d use to describe you, Cillian, but charming isn’t one of them.”

I work on a particularly difficult knot in her shoulder and she groans in response, head dropping forward. “I honestly think I’m being very charming. Here you are naked and ripe for fucking, and I’m helping you relax instead. You have a lot of tension, Gwen,” I murmur against her ear.

“Can you blame me?” she asks, glancing over her shoulder at me. “You kidnapped me, for God’s sake. What do you expect?”

I open my mouth to respond when she gasps, suddenly moving forward to look at the sea. “Oh my God!”

“What?” I ask.

Then I see what caught her attention as dolphins leap above the surface to the side of the yacht.

“They’re majestic, aren’t they?” I say, watching them, unable to help the pang of jealousy that they’re forever at sea.

“Yes, I’ve never seen something so beautiful,” Gwen says, her face turned to the side. I watch her eyes sparkle with an innocent curiosity and it makes my chest tight, seeing her like that.

While she’s focused on how beautiful the creatures are swimming beside the yacht, I can’t take my eyes off of the true beauty. Gwendolyne is like an angel who has fallen from heaven. More beautiful than anything I’ve ever seen.

For the first time in a long time I feel a twing of regret with the way I’ve handled everything with her. The stalking and kiddnapping. How am I going to make her realize we belong together after all of that? Since the moment we first met there’s been this connection between us I know she feels too.

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