Chapter 12

TWELVE

JONAS

“I don’t want to go.”

Anna sat on the edge of the spare bed. Her belongings strewn around her. Jonas had been trying to persuade her to pack for the best part of an hour.

Jonas ran his hands through his hair. “Anna. We had an agreement.”

He stood there helplessly as his sister wept. Taking a seat next to her, he grabbed her hand.

“Come on now. It can’t be that bad.”

“You know what she’s like,” Anna wailed. “She controls everything. I hate her.”

Jonas had experienced everything Anna currently faced. It cut him up to send her back for more.

“Dad’s all right.”

“He’s never there. It’s always just me and her.”

The buzzer went.

“That’ll be Adam,” he said. “Dry your eyes, ?lskling.”

She grabbed a tissue from the pile of things and blew her nose. Very loudly.

Jonas got up and went to the door. Sure enough, Adam stood on the other side. Whilst it pained Jonas to see Anna upset, he was counting the minutes until he had this hunk of a man alone.

It appeared Adam shared the sentiment. He roughly pulled Jonas close.

”I can’t wait to eat your ass,” he murmured.

Jonas’ cock instantly sprang to attention.

Not now.

He leapt away.

”You need to cool it,” he said, fanning himself.

Adam clutched his chest. ”Me?”

”We’re having a situation. She’s upset about going home,” Jonas said, dragging Adam over the threshold.

”Oh. Sorry.”

Jonas rearranged himself and followed Adam into the lounge where a miserable Anna waited for them.

”Hey, sweetheart,” Adam said. ”Jonas said you’re not so good.”

She flopped down on the couch. Adam sat at her side.

Anna nodded. ”I want to stay here.”

”I get that,” Adam replied. ”You’re what? Fifteen?”

”Nearly sixteen.”

”There you go then. You have no time until you’re independent. Then you can visit us whenever you like.”

Us?

Jonas’ trembled. That was the sexiest Us he’d ever heard.

”It might as well be a lifetime,” Anna wailed.

”Can you tell me what it is that your mum does to upset you?” Adam continued.

”She won’t let me go out while I’m studying. She buys all my clothes. And she chooses my friends.”

That sounded about right. Tuva had tried to do the same thing to him. Emphasis on tried.

”That’s a lot,” Adam conceded. ”When do you finish school?”

”Not until June,” Anna replied.

Her eyes filled with tears again.

Poor kid. Summer might as well be a decade away for her.

”Same as our season,” Adam said. ”Why don’t we all celebrate with a holiday next summer?”

Anna’s eyes lit up. ”Could we?”

”Of course. Disney. Cruise. Ibiza. You can do all the research while you’re stuck at home and choose.”

Anna sat up. ”Jonas?”

He came over and perched on the arm of the couch behind Adam. He rested his hand on Adam’s shoulder.

”Definitely. We can come and visit before then too.”

To his relief the smile returned to her face.

”I suppose I will have to go home then,” she said. ”Promise you’ll call me?”

”Of course I will.”

A stab of guilt shot through him. With the move to Brockton, he had neglected her. To be fair, he hadn’t realised how much she needed him.

He made a vow that he would not let that happen again. He’d had to face that controlling woman on his own. Anna would not suffer the same fate.

”Go get your bag,” he said.

She got off the couch and flung her arms around both of them.

”Thank you.”

With that, she ran into her room.

A lump formed in Jonas’ throat. Adam saw and leapt up.

”Hey now.”

He put his arms around Jonas and held him close. The comforting smell of him levelling Jonas out.

”Sorry,” he said, wiping his eye.

He looked up at Adam.

”No need to apologise,” Adam said, stroking Jonas’ hair. ”I hate to see her upset too. She’s a great kid.”

”She is. Tuva is a stupid bitch. Imagine alienating your greatest success in life.”

Adam kissed Jonas’ cheek. ”Do you still want me to come to the airport with you?”

Jonas shook his head. ”I think it’s better if I go alone. I want to make sure she doesn’t get upset again.”

”Whatever you need.”

”What I need, you can give me later.”

Adam smirked. ”Your place or mine?”

”Yours. I want you to fuck me in the jacuzzi.”

”That can be arranged.”

Jonas put his hand on Adam’s taut stomach. ”You have no idea how horny I am.”

”I think I probably do.”

Jonas took hold of Adam’s hand and kissed the back of it. ”I’m going to do everything I can to protect that girl. No matter what Tuva or my father think.”

Adam and Jonas were entwined in Adam’s jacuzzi. The bubbles caressing their skin as they kissed. As soon as Jonas had arrived, he’d been stripped and led here.

It appeared that the captain had one thing on his mind.

Not that Jonas was complaining. He’d had a semi the whole drive over.

Adam’s explored every inch of Jonas with his fingertips before shifting him onto his lap.

”I’ve missed you,” Adam said, nuzzling his neck.

”Same,” Jonas replied. ”It’s been bloody torture.”

Adam squeezed Jonas’ cock, making him gasp. ”Oh yeah.”

He gently massaged him. They had all night ahead to reaquaint themselves. Jonas wouldn’t take being naked with this man for granted ever again.

They shifted in the water so that Adam was between his legs. Jonas was hard as a rock now.

”What are you up to?” Jonas asked with a smile.

”Stand up.”

Jonas did as he was asked. The water running off his body. Adam gripped the base of Jonas’ cock before licking the tip.

”Oh god yeah.”

Jonas couldn’t wait any longer. He plunged his dick into Adam’s open mouth. The warmth from him sending shockwaves up Jonas’ spine. Adam dug his nails into Jonas’ ass cheeks and guided him.

Fucking his face, Jonas ran his hands through Adam’s hair, intently watching the pleasure that Adam got from Jonas’ body.

”I’ll come,” Jonas said.

It had been days. He couldn’t last.

Adam responded by making him go faster. With the pressure of performance gone, Jonas let himself free. Adam’s tongue ran down the length of his cock. That was the last straw.

Jonas came hard. He cried out as the pleasure gripped him time and again.

”Fuck,” he stammered. His voice echoing around the pool area.

When he was left with shaking legs and dodgy vision, Adam gently lowered him back into the water.

”Now you’re mine again,” Adam said.

”As if I was ever anything else.”

Adam scooped him into his arms.

”Fuck. I needed that,” Jonas said, panting.

”Me too. It was almost worth the wait.”

Jonas stroked Adam’s chest.

”I’m not going that long again,” he said. ”Next time she comes we’ll stay here. We can put her on the other side of the house.”

Adam chuckled. ”You’re both more than welcome. We’ll go to Stockholm soon. We did promise.”

”I’m enjoying this new plural world we find ourselves in.”

They shared a moment. Jonas wanted to stare into Adam’s eyes forever.

”I’ve realised something,” Adam said.

”What’s that?”

Adam faced him.

”You’ve told me about your father and stepmother but you’ve never mentioned your mum.”

Jonas’ heart dropped. ”I don’t talk about her.”

”But—”

”I said I don’t talk about her.”

Adam sat up. ”Message received.”

Jonas hated ruining their perfect moment. However that topic of conversation was firmly off limits. Adam needed to learn that sooner rather than later.

”You haven’t told me about your family anyway.”

”Alan and Emma Williams live in Spain. They had a problem when me and Jen split up and we haven’t spoken much lately. They’ll come round. Just normal family life.”

Jonas narrowed his eyes. ”Normal is what you know.”

Adam held his hands up. ”Let’s not squabble on our first night together again. You’ve made it clear that your mum is off limits. I can respect that.”

He meant it too. It was written all over his face.

Jonas leant forward and kissed him. A slow kiss. Gently exploring each other with their tongues.

”This is great,” he said, grinning.

”You know I quite liked being a team with Anna.”

”Me too. We work well together, partner.”

Adam wrapped his arms around Jonas. Jonas snuggled against Adam’s chest. The hair tickling his face.

Adam had unwittingly sowed a seed in his mind. When was the right time to tell him about his mother? Jonas shut his eyes.

He needed to put that right out of his mind. He refused to burden Adam with something that heavy yet. A conversation for another day.

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