Chapter Fourteen
A pollo grinned down at Jost, who was still climbing the frame. He stood at the top and watched. He was going to touch his mate and make him come with no strings attached. That last part was important to Apollo. He didn’t want Jost to feel that he had to reciprocate. Apollo wanted to please his mate, and he didn’t want anything in return. After the hell Jost had endured, it was important to Apollo that Jost understood he was mated to someone completely different from the ex who Apollo wanted to find and beat the shit out of.
Instead of doing that, he would settle for making Jost come as often as Jost would let him until they finally slept together. And they would be sleeping together at some point. Apollo had seen some of the looks Jost gave him and knew he felt the connection between them, and the need to touch. The more time they spent together, the stronger the need became, but Apollo could wait.
Jost huffed and scrambled onto the platform, then lay on it, panting as he glared up at Apollo. “I knew you would win.”
“And you wanted me to because you want your reward, and I want to give it to you.”
Jost’s lips parted, and he sat up, turning away so Apollo couldn’t see his face. That didn’t bother Apollo because he could scent Jost, and Jost’s scent screamed with arousal. Jost stood and brushed his jeans off, then straightened. “Race you down.” He shot off, finding the stairs and running down. Apollo grinned and counted to five in his head, then took off after him. Jost glanced over his shoulder and saw him, letting out a scream, then laughing as he jumped down a couple of stairs.
Apollo laughed and quickly covered the distance between them, but stayed back, so Jost reached the ground first. He spun around and fist pumped the air. “I won!”
“You did.”
Jost shook his head and put his hands on his hips. “I know you let me win.”
“I like letting you win, and I like giving you prizes.”
“Now?” Jost gasped, and Apollo reached up and cupped his cheek. His light green eyes widened, and his pale cheeks flushed pink. “Apollo?”
“I can do now if you want.”
Jost licked his lips, bit the bottom one, and nodded. “I think so. Yes.”
Taking Jost’s hand, Apollo tugged him along. “We should leave then. I think we’ve done them all, anyway.”
“Can we come back one day?”
“I think we should. It was fun.” Apollo had a great day with Jost. They’d talked and laughed and tried new things together. Apollo wanted to come back and do it all again.
“I had a great time. I think there is a small one for little kids. I’ll look at it. I might be able to take the little ones.”
“They have those play areas for young children. We had one open up recently, maybe a couple of weeks ago?” Apollo’s brow furrowed. He hadn’t paid much attention because the children he taught were older, but it would be perfect for those under Jost’s care. “I can find out and let you know.”
“You’d do that for me?” Damn, that made Apollo’s heart ache. Had Jost’s ex done so little that the smallest thing was huge in Jost’s eyes?
“Of course I will. We’re mates and it’s what mates do.” Apollo tugged Jost’s hand when Jost slowed. “I can’t wait to leave, and do you know why?” Jost shook his head, his eyes wide as he stared at Apollo. Apollo leaned close and whispered, “I get to make you come. You said I could, and I can’t wait.”
Jost’s stuttered, “You… well… no. I don’t well…” Swallowing, he mumbled, “You don’t have to.”
“But you want me to.” Jost moaned softly and nodded. “Then we both get something we want, don’t we?”
Apollo walked on, pulling Jost with him. “Apollo, it’s fine, really.”
“I know it is, and that’s why I really want to do it, and you want me to do it, but you’re scared, and I understand that. So, this is me offering to give you something we both want with no strings attached. I don’t expect you to do it to me and I don’t want you to. I simply want you to sit back and enjoy.” Apollo glanced at Jost, seeing the shock on his face. “Good enough for you?” Jost nodded, slowly closing his mouth. “Good.”
They reached Apollo’s car, and he opened the door for Jost, then jogged around the other side and hopped in the driver’s side. Grinning at Jost, who swallowed, Apollo drove out of the parking lot and began the journey home, thinking of any place he could pull off and give Jost what he deserved.
Seeing a turn off ahead that Apollo knew would give them some privacy, he indicated and followed the road a little way, then stopped and turned the engine off. Turning in his seat, he asked, “Are you okay with us being here?”
Jost's chest moved and nodded. “I’m okay.”
“Good. Can you do one thing for me?” Jost nodded. “Can you take your dick out?” Jost groaned but didn’t move or say a word. “Jost. Are you okay?”
Jost nodded, then slowly moved his hands to his jeans, then paused, glanced at Apollo and opened them. Apollo groaned when he got his first look at Jost’s dick. “Apollo?” he whispered.
“God, you’re beautiful. So thick and long, too. I can’t wait to taste you. Promise me you’ll stop me if this gets too much.”
“I’m really okay? He said I was small and thin.”
Apollo growled. If he ever got his hands on Jost’s ex… “You are so fucking perfect.” Leaning over Jost’s dick, Apollo closed his eyes and inhaled Jost’s musky scent. “Fuck, you smell good. Makes my mouth water.”
Jost whimpered. “You can’t say things like that.”
“Why? They’re true.” Apollo licked over the head, tasting Jost for the first time. “Shit, Jost. You even taste amazing. I am so lucky.”
“Apollo.” Jost’s hand touched Apollo’s head. “I think I’m the lucky one.”
“Nope. Now less talking and more sucking.” Apollo glanced up at Jost, winked then sucked the head of Jost’s dick, groaning as his mate’s taste flowed over his taste buds. Jost cried out and thrust his hips up, and Apollo remembered that this was Jost’s first time receiving a blow job. “I need more of you. Your scent, your taste.” He sucked again, licking over the head, and sucking up the pre-come that flooded his mouth.
“I’m not going to last…” Jost mumbled.
“Don’t hold back.” Apollo sucked and licked as much of Jost’s dick as he could with Jost’s jeans in the way. He hummed around the head, then heard Jost’s cry and a second later come hit the back of his mouth. He swallowed as fast as he could, then licked Jost’s dick clean, then sat up. Seeing Jost’s eyes closed, Apollo kissed his lips and murmured, “I can’t wait to do that again. Will you let me?
Jost’s eyes fluttered open. “You want to do it again? Even though I came so fast?”
Apollo ignored the too fast comment and focused on what Jost said first. “I would love to do it again. If you’ll let me.”
Jost smiled and palmed Apollo’s face. “I would love if you did it again.”
Kissing him again, Apollo teased Jost’s lips until they opened. Slipping his tongue inside, he moaned when their tongues touched. God, he could spend all day kissing Jost and never tire of it. Their tongues danced together, and Jost’s hands framed Apollo’s face until Apollo eventually moved back. “We should get you home. We both have work tomorrow.”
“Can I see you again?”
“We’re mates. You can see me whenever you want.” Giving him a soft kiss, Apollo sat back in his seat. “Let’s get you home. I have someone I want to try some flirty phone sex with.”
Jost blushed and quickly tucked himself back in. “I’ve never done that before. I didn’t know what to do.”
“I can say you did just fine.” Apollo started the car and carefully turned around. Once he was back on the main road, he drove to Jost’s house. “I may have needed more alone time after I received your photo.”
Watching Jost blush but smile made Apollo smile in return, and he looked away, concentrating on the road ahead. When Jost’s hand touched his thigh, then lay on it, he put his own on top and gave it a squeeze. They drove back in silence and Apollo glanced over at Jost, seeing his eyes drifting shut. The fact that he could sleep around him gave Apollo some small satisfaction that he made Jost feel safe. He wanted his mate to be able to trust him and he would in time, but it should never have been that way in the first place. Once again, Apollo really wanted to get his hands on Jost’s ex and teach him a lesson… with his fists. He wasn’t one for violence, but to have had someone like Jost, who was kind and sweet, and hurt him so much that he was afraid of his own mate…
“Bastard,” he whispered.
When he arrived at Jost’s, he parked his car and let the engine idle as he watched his mate sleep. God, he was beautiful, and Apollo knew how lucky he was to have been blessed with such a kind and caring mate in Jost. “Jost.” He gently shook Jost awake and smiled when he blinked up at him. “We’re at your place now. Want me to carry you inside?”
Jost spluttered and rubbed his eyes. “No! I’m an adult, thank you.”
“Let me walk you to the door, then.” Apollo got out and waited for Jost, then held his hand as they walked up the path to his front door. “I had a great time. Let me know when you’re free for another date.”
Jost stood on tip toe, lifting his face up, and Apollo kissed his lips before parting them with his tongue and sinking inside. Jost grabbed hold of his jacket and moaned quietly as their tongues touched, then moved back, breaking their kiss. Apollo wanted more, but he too eased back and stroked his fingers over Jost’s cheek. “Night, Apollo,” Jost whispered before quickly kissing Apollo and disappearing inside.
Smiling, Apollo pushed his hands into his pockets and strolled down the path back to his car. Getting in, he drove home and once inside, shrugged his jacket off and jogged upstairs. On his bed, he pulled his dick out, groaning when he stroked the hot, hard flesh, and it wasn’t long before he came, arching up as his orgasm exploded over him. Lying back on the bed, he panted softly and then chuckled. God, he’d needed that. Tasting Jost and holding his own needs back had him on edge until he’d been able to get home, but it had been worth it.
Being able to give Jost pleasure and not ask for anything in return would hopefully give Jost a reason to trust him. Apollo knew he needed to do more, but he hoped his actions were helping. He wanted his mate in his life, and he’d do whatever was necessary to achieve that. He wanted to wake up every morning with Jost in his arms and know he’d found the one meant for him.
Getting up, Apollo had a quick shower, then crawled back into bed. Picking his phone up, he messaged Jost. I enjoyed today. Let me know when we can meet again.
I can do Wednesday if you can make it. I know you have classes to plan and homework to mark.
His beautiful Jost thinking of him. I can do Wednesday. Say seven?
Seven’s good for me
I’ll see you then. He was about to put his phone down when Jost sent him another message, only it was a photo. Biting his lip, Apollo opened it and groaned. It was Jost with his hand over his dick, fingers splayed so Apollo could see some of it through the gaps.
Jost. You’re teasing me
Is it too much?
God no. Apollo took a photo of the head of his dick and stared at it, wondering if it was too much, but sent it, anyway.
A message came back seconds later. Can I taste?
When you’re ready. Shit, Apollo was ready to come again. His shy, gorgeous mate had him harder than anyone he’d ever been with.
Soon. Nite Apollo.
Nite Jost.
Groaning, Apollo stared down at his erection and smiled. “Are we going to survive our insanely hot mate?”