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"Too much?" Gabrielle asked, feigning innocence as she gently squeezed his shaft. "But I thought you wanted to feel my hand on your cock."

"I do," Harry moaned, his hips bucking uncontrollably. "But I need... I need to cum so bad."

Smiling softly, Gabrielle leaned closer, her warm breath teasing his ear as she whispered, "I know you do, sweet boy. And I would love to make you cum like you've never cum before. But I can't, so I have to take my time, nice and slow." Harry whimpered, his body arching off the bed as her strokes teasingly dragged along his cock. "I can't hold on much longer," he gasped, his fists clenching the bedsheets. "You're driving me crazy."

"Mmm, I love hearing that," Gabrielle purred, her thumb teasing the sensitive spot just below the head. "But you have to hold on a bit longer, Harry. You've waited this long, haven't you?"

"Yes," he groaned, his eyes squeezed shut as he struggled for control. "But it's so hard, Gabrielle. I need to cum so badly."

Her thumb gently rubbed circles on the sensitive tip, sending jolts of pleasure through him. "You're so close, aren't you?" she teased, her voice husky with satisfaction. "You're right on the edge, Harry. But I'm not going to let you fall over it. Don't worry, I will help you make the last four days." "Please, Gabrielle," Harry begged, his hips bucking wildly. "Let me fall. I need to cum."

Gabrielle's grip tightened imperceptibly, and she increased the pace of her strokes. "Look at me, Harry," she commanded softly, wanting to watch the desire in his eyes. "I want to see your face when you're so close to cumming." Harry's eyes snapped open, his pupils dilated with need. He locked eyes with her, searching for any hint of mercy. "Please," he whispered, his voice thick with longing.

"You're so hard for me," she whispered, her breath hot on his skin. "And so close."

Harry's breath hitched, his body on fire with pent-up desire. "I can't... I can't hold on... much longer," he gasped, his fingers twisting in the sheets. "Yes, you can," Gabrielle cooed, her thumb gently rubbing the slippery pre-cum over the head of his cock. "For me, Harry. Do it for me." Harry's eyes, glazed with desire, locked with hers. "Gabrielle, I—" His words caught in his throat as he struggled to convey the intensity of his need. The room was filled with the sound of his rapid breathing. Gabrielle's thumb continued its gentle dance, spreading the slick fluid over the sensitive head. "Shh," she cooed, placing her free hand on his stomach to calm him. "You're doing so well. Just focus on my voice and relax."

Harry's chest rose and fell rapidly, his body rigid with tension as he hovered on the edge of climax. He opened his mouth, but no words came out, only a tortured groan. His eyes, heavy-lidded and wild, conveyed the battle raging within him.

Gabrielle's eyes sparkled with a mix of compassion and excitement as she witnessed his internal struggle. She felt a surge of power, knowing she could push him over the edge with a few simple motions. But she reveled in this moment, the delicate balance of pleasure and denial.

The corners of Harry's mouth turned down slightly, his brows knitting together as he fought the urge to buck his hips and seek the relief he craved. A bead of sweat trickled down his temple, highlighting the intensity of his concentration.

"That's it, sweet boy," Gabrielle whispered, her thumb continuing its gentle massage. "You're so close. I can feel your cock throbbing in my hand."

Harry's eyes widened, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Please," he whimpered, his body involuntarily tensing. "I'm so close."

With exquisite control, Gabrielle stilled her hand, holding his cock captive as it twitched and pulsed beneath her touch. "I know," she breathed, watching his reactions with fascination. "You're so close to the edge."

Harry's brows furrowed, his lips parting as he struggled for breath. His stomach muscles contracted beneath her hand, and his legs tensed, the veins in his neck standing out as he fought to hold back his release.

Gabrielle's heart raced as she witnessed the play of emotions across his facethe torment, the longing, the sheer need shining in his eyes. "That's it," she whispered, her own breath quickening. "Hold it back, Harry. Keep fighting." His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his eyes never leaving hers. Beads of sweat formed on his brow, his hair clinging to his temples as the room temperature escalated, or perhaps it was just him.

"That's my good boy," Gabrielle crooned, her hand exerting the slightest pressure, keeping him on the precipice. "Fight it. Hold it back. You can do it." Gabrielle gave his cock a single, slow stroke, a playful gesture that kept him right on the brink. "Oh, God, Gabrielle, don't move," Harry begged, his voice strained as he teetered on the edge. "I'm so close. Please don't move your hand."

She obliged, her hand freezing in place as she delighted in his torment. "You're doing amazingly, sweet boy," she whispered, her thumb gently rubbing small circles on the sensitive tip. "Hold it back. You're in control." Harry's breath hitched, his body rigid with tension as he fought to maintain control. "I'm trying," he gasped, his eyes squeezed shut. "It's so hard."

"I know, darling," Gabrielle crooned, her thumb continuing its gentle massage. "But you're so strong. I can see the effort in your beautiful eyes."

His eyes flew open at her compliment, revealing the raw desire within. "I don't want you to stop," he whispered hoarsely, his hips twitching involuntarily. "But if you keep going, I'm gonna cum."

Gabrielle smiled softly, her eyes filled with admiration for his resolve. "I know, Harry. And that's what makes it so hot."

She gave his cock another deliberate stroke, watching as a bead of pre-cum oozed from the tip and trickled down her hand. "You're so desperate, aren't you?" she teased, her voice husky with satisfaction. "My hand is getting all slick with your juices."

"Please, Gabrielle," Harry whimpered, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I can't hold on much longer. I need to cum so badly."

"I know, sweet boy," she purred, slowing her strokes to a deliberate crawl. "But you can't, can you?"

Harry's chest heaved as he struggled to contain his need. "I want it so bad," he choked out, his eyes fixed on her hand as it teased him mercilessly. "Please, just a little more."

Gabrielle's thumb gently rubbed the pre-cum over the sensitive head of his cock, making sure he stayed right on the edge. "You're begging so cutely, Harry," she teased, relishing his pleading tone. "I might have to keep you like this all night."

"Please, don't," he whimpered, his eyes pleading with her. "I'm begging you, Gabrielle. Please let me cum."

She paused, her thumb still making small circles, keeping him on edge. "You're so hard for me, Harry," she whispered, her breath hot on his skin. "Your cock is throbbing in my hand. Do you want me to keep going?" "Yes," he gasped, his hips bucking uncontrollably. "Yes, please. I need it." Gabrielle smiled, her thumb applying the slightest bit of pressure to the tip of his cock. "Tell me how much you want it," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "Describe it to me."

"I want it so bad," Harry groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as pleasure washed over him. "It's like my whole body is on fire. I need release, Gabrielle. Please."

As much as Gabrielle wanted to keep Harry teetering on the edge, she knew she had to pretend that this encounter was just a tantalizing taste for him. With a hint of reluctance, she slowly removed her hand from his throbbing cock and stood up from the bed.

Harry moaned in protest, his hips instinctively bucking towards her, seeking more of the incredible sensations she had awakened within him. "Please, Gabrielle," he begged, his eyes wild with desire. "I need to cum."

Gabrielle gave him a soft smile and gently pulled the covers over his leaking cock. "Not yet, sweet boy. You know you're not allowed until the trial is over." She reached for his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "But I couldn't resist giving you a little preview of what's to come."

Harry's chest rose and fell rapidly as he struggled to calm his racing heart. "That was... incredible," he whispered, his eyes filled with a mix of longing and frustration. "I've never felt anything like it."

"I know you couldn't handle much more," Gabrielle said, her tone playful. "But we can practice. And next time, I'll edge you for a little longer before we stop." She bit her lip, feigning innocence as she added, "If you like, that is." Harry's eyes widened at her suggestion, and he felt a surge of heat between his legs. "Yes," he said hoarsely, his voice thick with desire. "I'd like that. I've been dreaming about someone else's touch for so long, and I want to get better at... handling it."

Gabrielle's heart raced as she recognized the innocence in his words. Little did he know that her idea of "practice" was to extend these teasing sessions, pushing him closer and closer to the brink without ever letting him find release. She wanted to see him squirm, to hear him beg, to witness the raw, unfiltered desire in his eyes. It was a game of cat and mouse, and she was determined to be the one in control.

"I'll take that as a yes, then," she said, a hint of mischief in her voice. "But for now, we should probably get you cleaned up. I'm sure you're feeling pretty sensitive down there."

Harry nodded, his face flushing slightly as he realized the evidence of his desire was still visible through the thin hospital blanket. "Yeah," he mumbled, his eyes darting away from hers. "That would be good, thanks." As she prepared a warm washcloth, Gabrielle's mind raced with anticipation for their next encounter. She knew Harry was hers to tease and torment, and she relished the thought of pushing him further and further, exploring the depths of his stamina and willpower. Unbeknownst to him, he had become her own personal playground, and she intended to keep him on the edge for as long as she possibly could.

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