Page 98 of Bad at Love

“I don’t know how…”

“Like everything else, I’ll teach you.” I get up, ignoring his cum dripping down my stomach. He can clean that up later. “Be right back.”

I hurry into my room to get the bottle of lube, sure he doesn’t have any in his room and I’m not about to go digging through his drawers to find out. I return and he’s still in the same place, so I get comfortable, leaning against the headboard.

“Come sit on my lap, legs on either side.”

He crawls up to me, sitting the way I say, our dicks pressed against each other. I pour lube into my hand, then bring it around him to rub along his ass and slide a finger in without hesitation. He jerks up, moaning, and I smile as I lean in to bite his nipple.

“Oh my god,” he groans, putting his hands on my shoulders to steady himself.

I thrust my finger in and out, still sucking on his nipples and massaging his ass with my free hand. When he’s loosened up, I add a second finger, and when he’s pleading for more, I add a third. He’s panting when I remove my fingers.

“Go slow and be careful so you don’t hurt yourself,” I tell him as I line my dick up with his hungry hole. I push forward enough that he can feel me there. “On your time, baby.”

Gabriel presses his hands against my chest and carefully lowers himself onto my dick. I’m halfway in when I realize I didn’t put a condom on. I grip his hips.

“Wait,” I bark.

“What? Am I doing it wrong?”

How he can be so smart yet so innocent…

“No, baby. Nothing. I just forgot a condom.”

“You’re the only person I’ve ever been with,” he says.

I look at him carefully. “Are you saying you’re okaynotusing one?”

“Yes. As long as you are.”

I lean in to kiss him. “I’ve thought of fucking you bare since I first saw your ass.” I squeeze his cheeks to make my point. “I’m clean, too. Was tested before I came to Seattle, and I haven’t been with anyone but you since.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really. Why?”

“I don’t know, I just thought…”

I raise a brow, wanting to know what exactly he thought.

“Never mind. It doesn’t matter.”

I let it go because my dick is still halfway in his ass, and I’d very much like it to be all the way in.

“Then ride my cock and make me come.”

I settle back, smiling up at him. Gabe’s teeth sink into his bottom lip, hands planted against my chest as he sinks all the way down. I groan as he settles onto me, taking me as deeply as he can.

“How does it feel?” I ask, running my hands up and down his sides.

“So good,” he groans.

With my hands on his hips, I guide him up and down. It takes a bit of time for him to get comfortable, but when he does, he moves like a pro. He reads my body well, or maybe he’s just doing what feels good for him and it happens to feel good for me too. Either way, I don’t want him to stop.

I can’t take my eyes off him. The way his curls bounce, the way his lips are parted, breathing heavily. His chest is firm, heaving for breath, his legs tense as he uses them to bounce on my dick.

“I think I might come again,” he says in shock. I look down at his cock, that’s slapping against his stomach with each thrust.

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