Cain shrugged. “You’ve licked my ass. Sharing a toothbrush is nothing.”
They did what they had to and were soon under the covers, Archer kissing Cain as they lay on their sides. He couldn’t get enough of this man and the way his body felt under his hands. The warm, pale, smooth skin, Cain’s plump lips made for kissing and sucking dick.
When Cain rolled him onto his back, Archer reached up and tangled his fingers in Cain’s hair, pulling him down so they could kiss again. Their tongues danced, and Archer moved against Cain, feeling their hard dicks slide together, precome helping.
Cain was just as eager as Archer was, but who would do what to who?
“I want to fuck you again. You’re not sore, are you?” Cain bit his lip, and Archer pulled it free.
Shaking his head, Archer said, “No, I’m not, and I can’t wait for you to take my ass again.”
“So romantic.” Cain fluttered his eyelashes at Archer.
Kissing him again, Archer whispered against Cain’s lips. “You want romance?”
“I like romance sometimes.”
“Me too. I’ll take you out tonight. There’s a nice restaurant here.”
“I’d like that, but right now I want to fuck you.” Cain blushed again, and Archer stroked a finger down his hot cheek.
“My ass is yours.”
Cain laughed and grabbed the lube and a condom from the table next to the bed. He made quick work of the condom, and Archer lifted his legs, pulling them up against his body.
“Damn, Archer.” Cain’s hands trailed over the back of Archer’s thighs and ass. “You look fantastic like this. I never thought...”
Archer grinned and pulled his legs closer. “Come on, Cain. Let me feel you.”
He watched Cain pour some lube on his fingers and rub them together. He waited breathlessly for the first touch of Cain’s finger, and he moaned when he felt two of them rub his hole. Round and round they moved, then they slid over, rubbing it. He clenched then relaxed, waiting for those fingers to push in, and soon enough, Cain did.
“This okay?”
Archer’s moan was his answer, and Cain moved his fingers in and out of his hole. Closing his eyes, he let his body feel, and when they touched his prostate, he groaned loudly. His body jumped then shuddered as Cain caressed that spot.
He could feel precome leaking onto his abs, and his legs trembled in his hands. “Cain,” he murmured, ready to feel him slide in deep.
“I’ll get there. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Archer could hear the passion and tension in Cain’s voice, so he opened his eyes and saw the clenched jaw. “Cain.”
“I’m so close. You look fucking amazing.”
“I’m close too. I want to come with your dick in my ass, Cain, so move.”
Cain grunted and pulled his fingers free, and Archer watched as he lined up his dick and pushed into Archer’s willing body. Archer’s head slammed back into the pillow, and he panted as he felt his ass stretch. Cain filled him just right, and he clenched around his shaft, hearing Cain moan.
“Archer,” he murmured breathlessly.
“Cain. Move.”
Cain slammed in, and Archer cried out, but he didn’t have a chance to recover. Cain moved hard and fast, and Archer loved every second of it as Cain owned his body. He dropped his legs and pulled Cain down, shoving his tongue into his mouth.
Cain met him halfway, both trying to dominate the kiss, and Archer let Cain take control. He would have his chance later, but for now, Cain was in charge. Cain fucked him hard, changing angles until Archer almost screamed.
“Fuck. There!”
Cain slammed in repeatedly, and Archer hung on as Cain dominated his body, his abs rubbing Archer’s dick. He could feel his balls tighten, the tingling start, and he barely had time to warn Cain before he was shooting between them.
Cain fucked him through his orgasm then slammed in a final time as he came too. Archer held onto him, his hands sliding along his damp back until Cain slumped on top of him.
Both men panted as their sweat cooled, and Archer smiled. “Damn, Cain.”
Cain chuckled. “That was amazing.”
“It was, and I didn’t even touch my dick.”
Cain’s eyebrows shot up. “Wow.”
“I know.” A smile spread across Archer’s face, one Cain returned. “I’m so glad I came here.”
Chapter Five
THEY BOTH KNEW today would come, but Cain wasn’t ready. He didn’t want to go home and leave Archer behind, but this was just a vacation fling. Nothing more. Nothing less. Yet he felt a heaviness in his chest as each minute passed and the time to leave drew closer.
Hours spent on the beach or browsing around the shops, followed by hot, heavy nights together. Cain had had some of the best sex of his life with Archer and, with him, had found someone who made him feel alive. He didn’t want to let that go, but he knew he had no choice. It was what they’d agreed to.
They’d laughed and joked, talked about their interests, what they liked and disliked. They didn’t mention family much because there wasn’t any need too. They would be going their separate ways after a few stolen moments together. Their paths may cross at some point, but they’d agreed to keeping this a vacation fling.
Cain regretted that decision now, but it wasn’t one he could change. Who knew what they’d be like when they were both back home and life got in the way? Here, they had all the time in the world with no outside pressure to mess things up.
Maybe Cain should say something before he left. Put the idea to Archer about meeting up once they were both home and settled in their routines. Cain closed his eyes and slowly shook his head. He didn’t even know where he was living. His family had picked somewhere for him, a rental until he was settled into his job and could find something more permanent to call home.
He’d been offered a room at his Dad’s, but Cain had cringed at the idea, and with Robert getting married, it was the last place Cain wanted to be—in the way when Robert and his new wife settled into their life together.
He hadn’t met her yet and only knew her name. Lydia. Her husband had died, leaving her with six children. But from what Robert had said, Lydia had had a good life with her late husband. Better than the one Robert had with his wife.
Even after all these years, Cain refused to say her name. Who left a man with kids?
Archer mumbled in his sleep, and Cain rolled over onto his side to watch him. His attraction to the man had surprised Cain, and he didn’t regret his decision to act on it. He’d thought they’d have fun together, and he’d been right, but he hadn’t expected to feel this depth of emotion toward the man. Archer had found a place inside Cain, and Cain knew it would physically hurt him to walk away.
He had too much to do when he got home. He needed to focus on his career. He had a new position at work, a promotion for what he’d achieved in London, a new home, and a wedding to attend, which meant getting to know his new family. Five years away and when he finally returned everything would change.
“Cain.”
Cain smiled at Archer and reached across to move his hair from his forehead. “Morning.”
“Today is finally here.”