Chapter 241 - It's Not The Right Time
“How much did you miss me?” Hunter asked against her lips in a whisper. Hera grinned, her breasts moving up and down while she panted with short, quick breaths. The loud thudding sounds of her heart echoed in her ears. “I missed you so much that seconds felt like minutes,” Hera said, kissing the tip of his nose. “Minutes felt like hours, and hours felt like days,” she said, pecking the corner of his mouth.Â
Hunter licked his lips, tasting her on them. He smiled, pleased with her reply. Hera groaned in protest when he bit her cheek. Hunter laughed when Hera bit the side of his neck in retaliation. “Days felt like weeks, and weeks felt like months, months felt like years,” Hera continued, nipping every visible part of Hunter’s skin under his jaw and all over his neck. “Years felt like,” Hera paused to find the right word.Â
“Lifetime?” Hunter supplied helpfully.Â
Hera licked her lips before they twitched in a blissed-out smile. She nodded wordlessly, and the smile on her lips faded in the next second when Hunter pushed himself more into her, aligning their torso together. His right hand went around her waist, and his grip tightened, holding her in place. His other hand disappeared in her hair, his fingers grasped a fistful of silky strands, tilting her head to get a better angle.Â
He attacked her lips, kissing her a bit aggressively this time. His chest felt solid against the softness of her breasts. Heat spread through her insides, and she lost the ability to think anymore. “Yeah, right. That’s why you agreed instantly to come home with me. Otherwise, how would you survive without seeing me for two weeks? You miss my presence so badly after all,” Hunter said when he broke the kiss.Â
Foreheads pressed together, both of them took their time to suck in a lungful of much-needed air. Hera was a mess. Her breathing sounded loud, her heart was hammering against her chest, and there was a rushing sound in her ears. It took her time to realise Hunter was brutally sarcastic. Hera swallowed and looked her boyfriend in the eyes only to find him already staring at her.Â
“Hunter, I,” Hera was saying, but he didn’t give her time to finish that sentence and swallowed the rest of her words with another toe-curling kiss. “I need time to arrange and fulfil visa requirements, boarding pass and all,” Hunter said in between the kiss and successfully managed to keep her mouth shut. “You’ve wasted enough time already. Now say yes,” he commanded before licking the inside of her mouth with his tongue.
Speechless, Hera hummed her consent with a moan. Her legs wobbled, and she held onto him for dear life. All rational thoughts left her brain while her heart filled with warmth. “You said yes, and you’re not allowed to go back on your word,” Hunter pointed out. Hera couldn’t even respond to that. The amusing, blissful sensations in her body dominated every other sane thought.Â
Hunter took a step back to look at her. “So it’s a deal. You’re coming home with me, Goddess,” Hunter declared and sealed it by locking their lips again. Hera inhaled against his cheek, and all she could smell was Hunter.Â
She felt their hearts beating in sync, threatening to jump out of their ribcage. She wished this wonderful feeling to last forever, and she couldn’t wait to explore it further. Her hands decided to do the same on their accord and shifted from Hunter’s arms to his chest. She brushed her palm over his torso, and it slid down, touching the buckle of his belt.Â
Subconsciously, her hand moved further below his belt and brushed against his crotch. Hunter pulled away quickly and cursed under his breath. Hera’s eyes were closed. Hunter looked down where her hand rested against the bulge in his pants. She felt his fingers wrapping around her wrist and opened her eyes when he removed her hand away.Â
With her lips swollen red, cheeks flushed pink, Hera stared at him with her beautiful eyes. She was intrigued, curious, and eager, and Hunter knew she wanted to touch him intimately. He noticed how her eyes scanned him from head to toe, studying, appreciating his looks, and her gaze lingered on the pride below his belt longer than necessary.Â
Hunter took a step back, putting distance between their bodies, and Hera immediately missed the warmth. Reflexively, she curled her fingers in the fabric of his shirt above his chest. Hunter covered her fists with his palms and held her hands in a tight grip. She rested her head on his chest and took a deep breath inhaling his scent. “It’s big, hard as a rock and hot,” Hera whispered, stating the obvious. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀꪶ
“I felt the heat. It burned my hand through the fabric,” Hera said and lifted her head to look at him. Before she could ask him, Hunter shook his head and moved away from her, taking a few steps back. “Please don’t do this,” he requested in a defeated tone. He didn’t miss the desperation her eyes held. “No, Goddess, it’s not the right time,” Hunter decided, sounding irritated.Â
Hera pouted in disappointment, and her eyes watered as she glared at him indignantly. She could feel the tension in the air and recognised the sexual arousal they both struggled with at the moment. She didn’t understand the reason for Hunter’s withdrawal.Â
Hunter turned his back to her and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. He was annoyed at himself for rejecting her advances and disappointing her. Sighing, Hunter turned to face Hera. Smiling fondly at her, he kissed her on the cheek before lifting her into his arms.Â
Hera didn’t utter a word while he carried her and placed her on the table. He stood between her legs and brushed her hair back. His thumbs ran under her eyes, wiping the trace of tears. Planting a soft kiss on the crown of her head, he fastened the buttons of her shirt.Â
“It’s not the right time because we’re still at school and also because Danny is waiting for you,” Hunter reminded her. Hera frowned in confusion, and Hunter chose that time to move away from her. He leaned his back against the wall, shoved his hands into his pant pockets and smiled at her.Â
He was waiting for her to realise, but his Goddess seemed too lost to think at the moment.Â
“You need to speak to him, remember?” Hunter asked.Â
Hera eyed him suspiciously, and then she narrowed her eyes before they widened in surprise.Â
‘How does he know?’
She didn’t question him because something else demanded her attention. Hunter smirked as he saw the exact moment the bulb lit up inside her brain.Â
“You manipulative asshole!” Hera cursed and shook her head. Now she realised what he had done. He took advantage of the intimacy between their minds and bodies and used the situation to influence her decision, and in the spur of the moment, Hera agreed to go with him to New York without thinking. He never had the intention to carry on with their sexual advances. He did it only to distract her.