I bite my lower lip as he works at me, sighing heavily and staring at Joe with half-lidded eyes. "Almost," I promise, still shaky as anything. "Oh, god..." And slowly, very slowly, I feel it approaching until it strikes me suddenly out of nowhere.

"Fuck," I whimper, getting Joe's name out in a moan. And then, then, I come. Heavy and spent, I sag heavily onto the silk sheets, unable to move much. "You're getting really,, really good at this."