Hooked (A New Adult Romance)

by Heart, Alison

  Hesitatingly, her little hands found my waist.

  I began by grabbing her ass and drawing her into me. Slowly I lifted the hem of her dress.

  She let out a soft sigh as I found the edge of her panties and drew a finger up her hip and lightly brushed the small of her back. She stopped kissing me, losing herself in my touch and in the moment.

  I was losing it trying to go slow. For the life of me I couldn’t figure out why she didn’t attack me, didn’t try to rip my clothes off. It was like she was a virgin or—

  Oh shit!

  I paused for a second to consider the situation.

  This couldn’t possibly be her first time?! Could it…?

  I drew back and looked into her pretty face, a face that was already flushed with lust and wanton desire.

  “Ruby,” I whispered.

  “Yeah,” she breathed weakly.

  Oh God she was a virgin!

  “Ruby. Are you…uh. Are you a…?”

  She opened her vacant eyes and gazed deeply into mine. “Yes,” she whispered through full red lips, nodding her head. “Please be careful. Don’t hurt me.”

  “Oh Ruby. You have no idea—I can’t possibly hurt you.”

  And then I snapped.

  Never before did I feel so charged with the responsibility to preserve and protect a woman like I did with Ruby. So delicate, so innocent she was, I knew I had to take it slow, I knew I had to be absolutely gentle.

  The only problem was her rose petal lips and dark brown eyes begged me to take her hard and demanded I pound her fast!

  Like a wild animal I was all over her. Usually I have an idea of what I’m going to do when I take a woman, but in Ruby’s case all higher levels of thought vanished. Instinctively I pushed her up against a wall and smothered her in kisses. I ripped off my clothes while frantically running my hands, lips and tongue over every square inch of her luscious body, as if I only had one minute to fuck her before I was to be executed by firing squad.

  There had never been a man in the history of the Earth who was on a mission like I was at that instant.

  I needed her unlike I had ever needed anything or anyone before. My dick felt like it was about to burst, and all I could think about was tasting her nipples and lips and pussy.

  Desperately I pulled her dress off over her head. I stood back for a second to catch my breath, taking in her little black panties with tiny pink bows and her mind-blowing breasts.

  I pressed myself hard against her as we kissed. My fingers pushed aside the fabric of her panties and found her clit. Instantly she let out a soft cry and arched her back, turning me on even more. A flush of dampness coated my fingers.

  I groaned as I took her. Even though I still had my boxers on I think I could have come if she touched me, that’s how aroused I was. For a brief second my mind flashed back to the fact that no man had ever done what I was about to do to Ruby, and it charged my now gigantic cock like a lightening bolt.

  Shit, the way I was breathing, the way I was thinking, the way I was acting made me feel as if I was a virgin, too.

  I pulled her up by the legs and wrapped her around my waist. I brought her to my bedroom and gently laid her down. I kissed her once more before unclipping her bra.

  I gasped out loud when I saw the way her breasts spilled out before me. Never before had there ever been a more perfect set of breasts! Instantly I was upon them, devouring them with my lips and tongue.

  And when I finally got to her pussy, exposing her entirely for the first time, I knew I had come home. I plunged my tongue deeply into her, tasting her for all she was worth.

  She cried out in ecstasy.

  I immediately pulled back, not wanting her to come too fast or too soon.

  No, she was going to enjoy her first time, that was for Goddamn fucking sure.

  I was going to take her virginity in such a way that she would never want any other man but me.

  “Oh God,” she cried, “Please fuck me now! Oh God, oh God please!”

  Ruby

  I can barely recall what happened. All I can remember thinking is, ‘Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!’

  The foreplay was too long. He kept me begging for it for what seemed like at least an hour. From the first kiss he got me sopping wet; and his first touch…well, I simply lost my fucking mind.

  Being taken by Jake Bishop was akin to being drugged. Words can’t describe his masterful manipulation of the female body. I can’t even pleasure myself the way he pleasured me, especially the way he rocked my clit with his tongue.

  Layers of sensation and feeling I never knew I possessed were brought to the surface for the first time.

  Never in a million years did I think I would sleep with him.

  Now I’d let him marry me tomorrow if he asked. That’s how profound the whole experience was.

  And when he finally plunged his massive dick inside of me, tearing through my virginity, I thought I had died and gone to heaven, that’s how spectacular it was. Those little fireworks that go off in the movies when someone orgasms—that’s fucking real, as real as his cum dripping out of my vagina.

  Now all I want is to have his baby.

  God what a difference a very few short weeks can make.

  From Zero to Hero.

  Just thinking about his cock jackhammering me is enough to send me over the edge.

  And his muscular bod. Oh my fucking God his muscular body—it’s like something out of a superhero comic book. Everything about him is so fucking amazing.

  And he knows exactly where and when to be rough and gentle. I mean, how can a man possibly know that about a woman?? It’s scary. He had to have picked it up in med school.

  I touch myself through my panties.

  Jake just dropped me off at my place an hour ago, after fucking my brains out all night long. It’s 6am.

  Sadly, touching myself won’t ever be the same again. It’s not even exciting anymore.

  I’m not sure I can go a whole shift without his cock buried deep inside.

  I certainly won’t be able to make it to tonight, when he’s supposed to pick me up for dinner.

  I can’t wait. No, I won’t be able to wait.

  I finger myself hard, thinking of Jake, of his amazing touch, his extraordinary abilities in the bedroom.

  “Oh yeah, Jake,” I squeal uncontrollably as dampness flushes out of my sex.

  It’s crazy, but my orgasm had almost nothing to do with my fingers, and almost everything to do with my vivid imagination.

  Chapter 18

  Jake

  Talk about being on Cloud Nine—because that’s where I am today.

  A night of tremendous sex will do that to a guy.

  But it goes even deeper than that—I think I’ve found my life partner.

  No, I don’t fucking ‘think’—I know. I know I’ve found my mate for life, and I’m going to marry her. She’s the most perfect woman on the planet, and nothing will stop me from having her as my wife.

  It’s funny, but it’s like my life makes sense now. I hardly know what to think; it’s as if this whole time I’ve been a lost wanderer. And now, for the first time in my life I’ve been found.

  Damn. I think I’m in love. I can’t wait to see her tonight.

  In any event, I’ve got to push her out of my mind because Dr. Hartley is wrapping up a special session he called today and will probably assign additional reading on the topic.

  “Okay everybody, that’s it for this afternoon, thanks for coming in on such short notice. Please read chapters twelve and thirteen, and make sure to focus on nephrocalcinosis. We will be covering it extensively next time we meet.”

  The class gathered up its things and prepared to leave.

  “Mr. Bishop? May I speak to you for a moment?”

  “Of course, Dr. Hartley.”

  It’s odd, but I haven’t given him so much as a thought over the past couple of weeks. I used to admire him. But hearing what he did to Ruby has left a bad taste in m
y mouth, and consequently I’ve lost respect for him not only as a person but also as a physician. I mean, how can you trust someone, personally or professionally, who does something like that?

  He curiously waits for everyone to leave, then closes the door.

  He wastes no time getting to the point. “Mr. Bishop. I’m aware you’ve been seeing my fiancé?”

  “Your ex-fiancé, you mean. Yes, I have. How do you know?”

  I wonder where he’s going with this.

  He taps a finger on the desk and looks me directly in the eye.

  “I saw you drop her off at her apartment this morning.”

  I’m floored by the revelation. “Have you been spying on us, Dr. Hartley?!”

  “I want you to cease seeing her immediately?”

  “And what will you do if I don’t?” I counter.

  “I’ll tell the medical directors what you do for, uh, fun—you don’t want to be kicked out of med school, now do you, Mr. Bishop? Remember, you took an oath ‘to do no harm’…and you have violated it.”

  Jesus-fucking-Christ! He has been spying on us!

  “Dr. Hartley, let me explain, I—“

  “No Jake, you let me explain,” he got up into my face and threatened. “You keep your fucking hands off my fiancé or you will be immediately removed from the program. Am I clear?”

  I was taken aback by his forceful delivery. Then my heart sunk. I certainly wasn’t prepared for this.

  “Yes, sir,” I nodded.

  “Excellent. Enjoy the rest of your weekend, Mr. Bishop.”

  And with that he left, leaving me stunned and speechless.

  I went home in a fog. I had no idea what to do.

  Upon entering my loft I could still smell her scent from last night’s festivities.

  No. I can’t be without her. I’ll be goddamned if I live my life without Ruby! I will quit school if that’s what it comes to.

  Disheartened, I sit down on the couch to mull over my options and determine what my next move should be.

  Just then the phone rings.

  “Hello?”

  “Hello,” a harsh voice greets from the other end, “May I speak to Mr. Jake Bishop, please?”

  “Speaking.”

  “Mr. Bishop, my name is Commander Bill Johnston. I’m from the eighth regiment here in Afghanistan. I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news.”

  Oh fuck no. My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach.

  “Your brother, Chance, was wounded by an IED earlier today. He’s in critical condition. Even though he is expected to live, that’s still questionable at this time. Your brother made it clear in his enlistment forms that we were to call you in the event that an accident like this should occur. Do you have any questions for me, sir?”

  “Where is he now? Can I talk to him?”

  “He’s resting at a military hospital in Afghanistan, sir. He is unconscious at the moment so is unable to converse. He will be transported back to the U.S. tomorrow for more sophisticated care if we can first stabilize him here. Is there anything else, sir?”

  “Uh, no,” I said flatly. “Wait! Yes! If he wakes up can you have him call me? Can you somehow connect him to me?”

  “Yes, sir. I’ll see what we can do, sir. It all depends on his mental state, if and when he awakes.”

  Utterly deflated, I mumble, “Thank you,” and, without saying ‘good bye’, hang up.

  As if my day can’t get any worse. I start out on Cloud Nine, and finish in the gutter.

  Ruby

  It’s 11pm.

  And still no word from Jake.

  He was supposed to pick me up for dinner. We were supposed to go out. I imagined us doing it at my place this time. I was hoping for a different kind of ‘adventure’ this time around with respect to Ms. Murphy’s condolence.

  If Jake is trying to reinforce my chronic insecurities about men he’s doing a great job.

  Nevertheless, I have to hope and pray he still wants me. I really want to believe he’s not already ‘pulling a Dan’ on me, but it’s hard. It eerily reminds me of when I first started dating Dan: all about me one minute, and the next it was as if I didn’t exist.

  I shiver thinking of the possibility.

  I try to tell myself that maybe something happened to him, that maybe something came up; perhaps he got into an accident. But it’s not very reassuring, and I don’t much believe myself.

  Jake’s probably a flake like every other guy. Ha—‘Jake the flake.’

  But at the same time, the way he touched me last night, the way he positively devoured me…a man can’t fake that. He needed me. He needed me like fire needs air, completely, body and soul.

  He has to love me. He just has to.

  I can’t take the back-and-forth arguing with myself any longer—I have to call Julie.

  “Hey Ruby, what’s up? I’m at work, so try to make it quick.”

  “Oh, sorry, Jules, I’ll try not to take up too much of your time. I was just calling to say Jake and I were supposed to go out tonight, but I haven’t received so much as a text from him.”

  “Really? That’s strange. I wonder what’s going on.”

  “Yeah. Me too. It’s put me on edge, that’s all. I simply need to talk about it.”

  “Ruby, listen to me,” Julie said with conviction, “Jake loves you. I promise. Give him a chance. I’m sure something came up, I just know it. I wish I could help. But I’m sorry, I got to get back to work. Promise to call me tomorrow, okay?”

  “Yeah. Okay. I promise. Bye.”

  I hang up and look out the window.

  Where are you, Jake? What happened?

  Maybe I shouldn’t trust him after all.

  Chapter 19

  Jake

  Thankfully it’s a Sunday, because in my current state there’s no way I could go to school.

  I sat up all night and all morning waiting for an update on Chance’s condition. But nothing came.

  The day started out rainy and shitty, a perfect metaphor to my dark and stormy mood. Not able to take the suspense any longer, I went out for a run to clear my head.

  It’s sad to admit, but as bad as the whole Ruby incident is, it hardly compares to the thought of losing my brother, my own flesh and blood, the only biological family I have left.

  I run hard.

  Really fucking hard. So hard I can’t possibly cry. I haven’t shed a tear since I was a child when my father used to beat me, and I sure as fuck am not going to start now.

  I run like a man possessed through the pouring rain. It’s still early, and I feel as if I have the whole world to myself.

  I run so hard I can neither think nor feel.

  As soon as I get home I check my phone.

  Fuck! A message from an unknown caller!

  I know it’s about Chance. With shaking hands I check my voicemail.

  “Hey Jake, it’s Chance—“

  “YES!!” I scream out loud and jump for joy. Turns out he dodged a bullet; he leaves me a number to call him back.

  Without hesitation I return his call.

  “Jake,” Chance’s feeble voice answers.

  “Chance, man, I’m sorry. I was out running. I haven’t slept since I received the news of your injury, and I had to go for a run to clear my head. How are you? You had me scared out of my mind.”

  “I’m alright. My leg’s pretty fucked, but the doctors don’t think it’ll need to be amputated. I think they’re shipping me home today.”

  I breathed a huge sigh of relief. “Fuck, Chance, I thought you were a goner. The guy who called yesterday said there was a chance you wouldn’t make it.”

  “Well, I’m still here. Just calling to let you know. And to hear your voice. We haven’t talked in a while. Since I got you on the line, what’s new? How’s fighting? How’s school?”

  I chronicle everything that had transpired over the past several weeks. After informing him about Dr. Hartley’s threat, and how much Ruby means to me, Chance’s voice increase
d in strength and aggression.

  “Fuck him, Jake. You want Ruby, you take her. As for kicking you out of the program, I’d like to see him try. Good doctor’s aren’t a dime a dozen, and if you are acing the tests like you say you are, they can’t kick you out. Fuck man, you’re a card-carrying professional—it’s not like you’re involved in some dirty, underground, illegal cage fighting. You’re totally legit, they can’t touch you.”

  “Oh yeah,” I pondered. “I hadn’t thought of it from that angle.”

  “Fuck that guy. I don’t serve my country to have some two-faced cheater like him tell my little bro what he can and cannot do. You fucking marry that girl. As soon as I get back stateside I’ll take care of that little prick for you. I’ll shove my Medal of Honor right up his fucking ass and then feed it to him.”

  We both laughed out loud at the graphic image his words presented.

  “Yeah. You’re right. I got nothing to hide or be ashamed of. Thanks, Chance.”

  “Don’t mention it. Hey, the doctors are motioning to me that I got to hang up. I think they want to run some more tests or dose me with another round of drugs.”

  After getting off the phone I felt much more relaxed about everything.

  Since I was still in my running gear I decided to head over to Ruby’s place and tell her the good news.

  And then it hit me: I never did call her last night! I was so wrapped up in Dr. Hartley’s ultimatum and Chances near-death accident that I forgot all about our date!

  Way to win a girl over, Jake!

  Ruby

  “Thanks, Julie. I needed a long hike,” I said, shaking out my rain jacket before hopping into the car. We met for coffee in the morning, then took a drive to climb our favorite peak.

  “Yeah, that was great. Too bad it was such a wet, miserable day; I would’ve liked to see the view from the top.”

  “Yeah. Perhaps next time.”

  I checked my phone to see if I received any messages from Jake. None.

  “Still no word,” I frowned as we pulled out of the trailhead parking lot.