Page 46 of Bad at Love

“That feels good, doesn’t it?” I ask as he strokes himself slowly, unsurely.

“Yes,” he breathes out.

“Squeeze tighter. Three strokes like that. Then stop.” He pauses before doing what I say, holding his dick at the base when he’s done. I watch him pulse. He’s going to come so quickly, and it’s going to be the hottest fucking thing.

“Now drag your fingers along the underneath, up and down.”

He swallows hard before doing as I say, fingers trembling, dick bobbing.

“You’re doing so good,” I tell him, my voice raspy. “This is so hot.”

“It is?” he asks.

“Very hot.”

“I was always… told it was… dirty.”

“Oh, it is,” I say, licking my lips. He frowns down at me. “So dirty and so fucking hot.” He looks even more confused, but I’m not explaining all that to him right now, so I say, “Keep going.”

Gabe’s breathing increases, going ragged. I can’t tell if he’s just nervous or if he’s close to coming.

“Are you close?”

“Close?”

“To coming.”

“I… can’t be sure,” he breathes out.

I groan, my gaze going back to his bouncing cock.

“Jerk yourself off. Let me watch. Do whatever feels good. And when it gets too much, keep going. I want to swallow your cum.”

A choked sound leaves his throat as he wraps his hand around his thick cock. He strokes himself, and it’s awkward at first. Tentative, like he doesn’t know what he’s doing and I guess he doesn’t, but that makes it all the more sexy.

“That’s it,” I say, mouth watering. “Just like that.”

“God, this feels…” He whimpers, slowing his movements.

“Don’t stop,” I growl.

“But it… it’s…”

“You’re going to come,” I tell him. “You’re going to come like a good little virgin boy.”

“God,god…”

I open my mouth, leaning close and bracing myself against his thighs in just enough time for the first rope of cum to hit the back of my throat. I swallow, anticipating the next. He cums and cums, not all of it going in my mouth because he’s so wildly out of control with his movements. He stumbles back at one point, and I go with him so I can get more.

He’s panting, dick still hard when he’s done. I lick my lips and get to my feet.

The fear in his eyes is wild, but so fucking sexy. He looks like a scared animal, ready to run, but I won’t let him.

“Well, what do you think?” I ask with a smirk, using my thumb to wipe my chin. It comes back with a bit of cum, so I wipe it on my shirt.

“I think… I think…” He closes his mouth, catching his breath. “I think I’m an idiot for never doing that before.”

Chapter Nineteen

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