QUOTE : The first spurt hit the back of my throat, and I swallowed. And it was more of the desperate, half-formed moans that Josh let loose which finally did me in. Thrusting through my own fist, I came hard, spraying my stomach, and probably Josh’s ass. He pulled out, sliding backward through the mess, landing on my chest in a shuddering pile. “Still coming,” he gasped. I reached down between his legs, cupping those heavy balls. He groaned, writhing on my slicked stomach, and then collapsed. “Jesus. I think you needed that,” I said, rubbing his back, where the lean muscle was firm under my hand. I’d been yearning to touch him like this. Every time he passed through a room where I was, I had to hold myself back. Josh answered me on a mumble that I could not understand. But it didn’t matter. His fingers threaded into my hair while he kissed my neck.