Almost – Jason/Carly

Jason adjusted the temperature, turning it to hot, because that's how Carly liked it. The hot water beat down on his skin and the shower filled with steam.

If he closed his eyes he could feel her. Breasts pressed against his back. Lips on his skin as she kissed his back. Fingers possessively touching every inch of him.

He could almost hear her seductively whispering in his ear how she much she loved touching him. He could almost feel her hands sliding down his length as she stroked him to release.

But she wasn't here and almost wasn't good enough.