Jim wasted no time in lifting my leg higher and wrapping it around his waist as he slid home. I was still loose and wet from earlier so there was no pain. Instead, an overwhelming sense of rightness drummed through my veins as he filled me to the brim. It was a perfect fit—like we were made for each other.

“Shit, it's even better the second time around,” Jim said, humming his pleasure as he pulled out only to slam back inside. Hard.

The move turned my brain into a foggy mess, but I kept enough sense to tease him. “For you, maybe. Jury's still out on how good your skills are.”

My words served only to stir him up. With a deep growl that twisted my insides, he slammed in hard once again, and at the same time, pushed me so that my back was against the shower's tile wall.

His hand gripped my ass cheeks so tightly that I knew there would be bruises tomorrow. All the while, he didn't slow his pace, even when he slid his hands under my upper thigh to lift my other leg to meet the one that was already wrapped around his waist.

Jim might be strong, but I was still a full-grown man. Afraid that he would slip and drop the both of us, leading to a horrific accident, I tried to protest. “Jim, wait—”

He cut me off by sealing his mouth to mine, effectively throwing out any other thoughts from my mind. I could only cling to him tightly, completely at his mercy to do whatever the fuck he wanted to me. And it seemed that his goal was to make me eat my words.

My moans echoed in the bathroom, sounding sexy even to my ears. Or perhaps that was the bathroom's effect that had even made my tone deaf voice sound decent when I sang in the shower.

Either way, my naughty moans served to show exactly how wrong my earlier tease was, and not even a minute later, I bit down on Jim's shoulder as I came for the second time that night.

Jim followed right behind me, his sexy groan vibrating near my ear as his hot essence spurted into my deepest depths. My hole greedily took in everything he gave. The hot sensation of his pleasure intensified my own orgasm as another spurt of cum drained from my spent dick.

“That was my first time going bare,” Jim commented after he settled me safely to my feet, although his hands still lingered on my butt, keeping us locked together. I didn't have a thing for cock warming, but I couldn't deny how good it felt holding his soft dick with my ass after an intense orgasm instead of the startling feeling of emptiness that usually came with them pulling out right after.

“Me too,” I replied, trying not to show the emotions that were surging through me. Our eyes locked. There was so much affection in his eyes that I swore I saw something akin to love in them. It wasn’t the love one shared with their friends and family, but something only lovers experienced.

I told myself it had to be the adrenaline from our act of lovemaking, because that was all this was. An act. We were pretend lovers with a hard deadline. It was impossible for my happily ever after to come true the way I wanted it to.

This would end eventually and everything would go back to how it was before. Jim would leave me, like he was doing now after the shower. He padded out of the room without even glancing back, and I watched from my bed without stopping him.

My brain cooled from the heat of our shower as did my heart. I let the feeling sink in, hoping to become numb to it, sooner rather than later, as this was always inevitable. This was all temporary, and Jim wasn't mine to keep.

However, when he returned in his boxers with a glass of water for me, reminding me to stay hydrated, the cold melted until all I felt was warmth. Warmth for how caring this man was and how much I wanted all his care to belong completely to me.

I drained the cup and lay in bed, preparing for sleep. Jim slid under the covers with me and spooned me from behind. He whispered a quick “goodnight” and pressed a soft kiss on the back of my neck before going still.

The warmth continued to spread through me. My hand slowly moved down to where his large hand rested against my abs and covered them. A dull ache throbbed inside my heart, especially when Jim slid a hand over mine to sandwich it between his.

How was I supposed to keep believing that this was all an act when he kept acting like this?

TWENTY-ONE

AUSTIN

“Over here!”

Levi stood up from a booth in the back and waved toward us. Despite being a Monday night, Dove’s Fountain was packed full with the regulars and visitors to our little town.

The holiday tourist season was in full swing now that we were in December, which was good for the town since most of the residents—me included—relied heavily on the increased traffic during the holidays.

Winter was kinda a big deal around here, considering our town was literally named after it, but even the vibe of the entire place changed as soon as December hit.

The head of all winter activities organized events for almost every night, with the sole purpose of luring more visitors. And the plan worked. Business for everyone in town shot up after it had slowed during Thanksgiving. Jim and I were running around like a dove flapping its wings to escape a bird trap.

No matter how busy we were, it didn't dampen the heat that still sizzled between Jim and me. Almost every free minute we had to ourselves were usually spent with his dick inside of me.

I hadn't had this much sex since…well, ever, but I wasn't complaining. We were almost halfway through December, which meant my time with Jim was slipping through my grasp.

I shook that thought out of my mind. There was no point in wasting energy and hurting my own feelings over something that I couldn't control. I tried to tell myself to cherish the time I had now.

“It's good to see you two again. It's been a while,” Levi said, giving Jim and me a hug before sitting on one side of the booth.