Page 64 of Beauty & the Beast


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Thomas hummed. “Can you take constructive criticism, or will you get in a huff?”

Scott narrowed his eyes, glancing at the word on Thomas’s T-shirt. “You are the director… Direct me.”

“Stop moaning.”

“Moaning is hot,” Scott said. “There is nothing hotter in life than the sound of a man getting close to coming.”

“For once, I agree with you, but your moans… They’re fake, overperformed. You sound like a –”

“If you say dying animal, I’ll walk,” Scott said, pointing at the door.

“An animal with wind,” Thomas finished, lifting his brow. “It’s so obvious you’re faking it.”

“Forgive me, Thomas, but the last time you jerked off, did you moan?”

“No –”

“No one moans when they’re touching themselves. It’s weird. I have to fake it. Subscribers will want to hear me enjoying myself.”

“But you’re not enjoying yourself.”

“You keep huffing and tutting while I’m trying to look hot… At one point, you yawned.”

“Criticism number two,” Thomas said, then gestured towards Scott’s crotch. “What’s going on down there?”

“What do you mean, what’s going on?”

“You’re up and you’re down. Sometimes it looks like you’re physically trying to remove that thing from your body.”

Scott laughed in disbelief. “You don’t like how I jerk off?”

“Tearoff more like.”

Scott grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed and threw it at Thomas.

Thomas batted it away. “Remember when you promised not to get in a huff?”

“I never promised that.” Scott slumped. “I thought this would be easy.”

Thomas snorted. “Luckily for you, the bare essentials are there.”

“What does that mean?”

“Lots of guys will find you attractive. You have the looks, and the body. You just need to tweak your performance, that’s all.”

“No moaning,” Scott murmured.

“No sound that isn’t genuine,” Thomas said. “And we have to adjust your hand technique.”

“My hand technique has served me pretty well, thank you very much.”

“Oh really?” Thomas tilted his head. “Before coming here, when was the last time you got yourself off?”

“A week before –”

“And I mean actually off, notgoing, but off, as in the milk left the udder and the cow felt relief.”

Scott shuddered. “Never say that again.”