Harry Hook X Reader Novels & Stories

She felt like she was on top of the world as a loud moan escaped her mouth, realizing so, she used her palm to close her mouth tightly. Seeing this Harry smirked and stretched up to her and intertwined the finger together, then ravaged her mouth to make her shyness go away, and as he expected it did. He used his fingers to trace her body down to her bra and unhooked it, he pulled it off her body slowly as he gulped down because of what he was glimpsing, he took off the bra entirely and her soft peaches came into view, and she wanted to close it with the palms but he stopped her half ways.

Harry already had his bead bent downwards so he could face the book but his taut arm was holding my body closely to the side of his warm body, making me feel both the shiver and the heat from his pleasant touch. I raised my head a little, my eyes smartly flicking upwards to steal a glance at Harry's unfriendly but handsome face. His blue eyes were not smiling, it almost looked like he had an issue with the book he was reading. Through his glasses, I could see how his eyes hardened on the book. I had planned to give a brief look, but I can't gaze away now. Harry has this perfect imperfection thing in him that makes him so damn attractive. No wonder girls still stare, love and follow him despi

She was a redhead - Harry hadn't even noticed. She unceremoniously unzipped his pants. "Hope you don't mind if I just dive in," she asked. "I just *love* sucking cock." "Go for it," Harry said with a smile. As the driver's bobbing head brought him to climax, he reached out and played with Claire's hair. She continued to smile, her eyes fixated on the mass of red hair in his lap. "Come here," he murmured, and pulled her face to his, kissing her softly as he came down the stranger's throat.

I knew she was cussing herself for letting me touch her and I was definitely going to use it against her. "Do you want me to stop?" I growled as my fingers slowly undid the buttons of her top. "No," she moaned as she led my hand to her thighs. I must have done a backflip in my heart and that one action had my cock begging for release. "If you want me to touch you, you have to promise to stay away from Harry," I whispered as I sucked harder, leaving trails of hickeys on her exposed neck and chest. I drew circles on her inner thigh and teased the top of her breasts with my tongue.

“I’m scared that this rope might break. What do we do if we fall from here and die? If I’m going to die, I’d rather die with you!” Harry felt conflicted upon hearing this. He looked at her arms on his chest and said with a low voice, “Still, you don’t have to get so close.” She clung to his upper body much like an octopus. Dior insisted on hugging him. “I don’t care, I’m hugging you.” Helpless, Harry just could not bother arguing about it anymore. It was then he was struck with an ominous feeling, and he turned to look darkly at the pit’s entrance.

Harry had already made clear their intentions, teasing his perinium and around his arse with their fingers, testing his reaction, a slow, wicked smile curving their lips and the red light of their supernatural nature glowing in their eyes as they’d found his receptive. Jules’ thumb explored the piercing through Harry’s c-ck. He’d tasted it earlier on his tongue when Harry had straddled his shoulders and f-ked his mouth, and had felt it drag over his skin when Harry had slithered down his body in a sensual blanket of flesh and hair, or had laid upon him whilst they had spent time exploring Jules’ mouth with their own.

Why the fuck did I believe that fucker anyways! Harry has always wanted every woman I've had since highschool and eventually ended up hooking up with them. It's obvious he's into Crystal but I know she wouldn't give him the chance even in his wildest dreams. Or… did she? Did they…do anything? He kept her secret. Why would he be loyal to Crystal unless she was meeting him instead? Crystal and Harry… no, that doesn't sound right. Fuck! My head is spinning. I can't… think straight. I can't think. My heart throbs and aches like I've been given a huge stone to make a fucking diamond out of it!

Only if their daughter had joined them. _____ (Thoughts) Not all the endings are happy, but are not sad either. Apparently, I wanted to show the three phases. One, when the mother dies giving the birth to a baby, two, when both are alive and the last, if the mother is saved but not the child. Although reactions vary from person to person and I only showed what I perceive. So that's the ending of HOOKED! This story did not had a cold arrogant and rude billionaire but a hot handsome, sweet and understanding lead. Someone who makes the heart flutter and cheeks blush, rather than just sending shivers down the spine.

"But now you're fully conscious. I intend to take your virginity. That's mine." My heart begins pounding once again. Harry gently lays me on the cool grass in the middle of the meadow before taking off his shirt, leaving me mesmerized by his strong, muscular body, so typical of an alpha of his rank. "Are you sure you want me to stop?" Harry asks as he moves over my body. I don't answer. Still unable to believe what's happening, I place my hands on his shoulders and then on his muscular arms, touching the body I'd desired for so long. My longing for Harry Oakheart is finally being fulfilled.

"I want you to put it in now, Harry!" "With pleasure." Harry got up. He licked his lips, which were drenched in Manny's body fluids, making her heart flutter. Quickly he spread Manny's legs apart, then pushed his manhood in, making them both growl in delight. "Warm, wet," he whispered in Manny's ear as he began to move his manhood back and forth. Then his tongue stroked Manny's ear, driving her crazy. Harry stopped pounding briefly to lift both of Manny's legs and hooked Manny's legs to his broad shoulders and then returned to pounding, adding to his enjoyment.