FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIM - HER FIRST LOVE

Hunter smiled at Hera, warm and welcoming. He pulled her flush against his chest, his arm around her middle tightening. Hera welcomed the pleasing sensation his cold lips over hers brought when he pressed their lips together. No one moved, they stayed like that for a few seconds, and both of them took a deep breath, inhaling the other’s scent as though they were each other’s oxygen.

“I missed you so much, Hunter,” Hera whispered against his lips. She sighed, feeling safe and content in his arms. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she tilted her face to plant a kiss on his cheek.

“I’m sorry I fought with you. It all happened because silly me misunderstood everything,” Hera admitted, quickly kissing his other cheek. Hunter hummed his response before covering her mouth with his. He kissed her hungrily as though she was his favourite meal and he was starving.

When they broke the kiss, Hunter stared at her lips in awe. Hera’s lips were glistening, red, swollen, soft and inviting. He couldn’t get enough of their kiss, so he kissed her again, taking his sweet time, devouring her lips. Hera opened her mouth to let his tongue slide in, and a pleasant shiver rushed down her spine when he sucked her tongue.

She missed these bodily sensations, goosebumps on her skin caused by the emotional chills, the butterflies fluttering their wings in her tummy and the feverish hotness she felt despite the cold breeze soaking their warm clothes. She started feeling all flustered as Hunter deepened their kiss.

Hunter’s heartbeats matched her racing ones in perfect harmony. Hera tightened her hold around his neck to bring him closer to feel his rushing heart against her own as if it wasn’t enough that they had already aligned their bodies together impossibly close. If she could, Hera would pull her soul out of her body and reside inside Hunter forever together with his soul.

She whined in protest when Hunter pulled away, much to her disappointment. His hands moved swiftly, one clutching the collar of her jacket while the other worked in feverish haste pulling the zipper down.

Hera didn’t mind Hunter’s hand sneaking inside her jacket. He wound his arm around her middle only to pull her back into his chest again. His body heat engulfed her form, spilling warmth over both her body and soul. No sunlight, fire or heater could bring this pleasant fervour Hera was basking in, and she smiled against his lips when he crashed their mouths together with such rapidity, not bothering to hide his desperation.

“Fuck, I missed you so much, Goddess,” Hunter confessed, voice dripping with urgency before his enthusiastic tongue invaded the inside of her mouth, exploring every corner.

Hunter’s free hand travelled up, brushing her soft hair off her face before fixing it behind her ear. His fingers smoothly skimmed inside her brunette hair and tilted her face to get a better angle while he deepened the kiss, their energy and movements matching perfectly. With the intensity building, Hera sighed as their tongues slowly danced together in pure bliss.

Detaching his lips from hers, Hunter moved down to kiss her neck. His fingers gently pulled her hair to guide her, and Hera gladly obliged, tilting her head to the side. Hunter placed a wet kiss under her jaw before his teeth scratched the soft skin of her neck in a gentle bite.

His warm tongue brushed over her flushed skin, soothing the bite with a gentle suck. Hera sighed, purring like a cat as the pleasure intensified. In contrast to the soft, delighted sounds coming out of Hera’s mouth, Hunter let out a husky groan as his mouth pushed downward. His hand unconsciously followed in the same direction and tugged aside the neckline of her top to place an open-mouthed wet kiss on her collarbone.

Hunter sounded more annoyed and dissatisfied than pleased because he couldn’t get more access to her skin. He wanted to kiss and taste every inch of her body. His lips, teeth and tongue invaded the soft swell of her upper breasts, exploring around. He groaned in frustration as he couldn’t go further. He was aware they weren’t within the safe confines of four walls or behind the privacy of a closed door.

They were out in public, and anyone could see or walk in on them. Not that Hunter would give a damn about anyone, but he wouldn’t put Hera in an embarrassing situation. He wasn’t going to risk the second chance that he had worked so hard for Hera to grant it. Hunter was mindful of his actions. He respected Hera’s dignity and would never repeat his past mistakes.

Muttering a curse, he decided to attack her lips instead. So he let his mouth work its way up, leaving a trace of wet kisses in its wake. When they broke the kiss, they were panting, their rushing heartbeats in sync with each other. With their foreheads pressed together, they welcomed the comforting silence around them.

Hera moved from his lap and took a seat beside him. Hunter turned his head to the side, eyes following her. He stared at her, mesmerised by the sparkle in her forest-green eyes. Hera smiled, fond and delighted. With her skin flushed in an adorable pink, Hera looked even more ravishing. His heart fluttered in his chest when Hera cupped his cheeks in her palms, eyes roaming over his face, caressing him with so much tenderness.

Hera was kissing her Hunter with her eyes.

Hunter looked away to hide the blush spreading over his cheeks. It felt more intimate than their actual kissing. His chest felt heavy, overwhelmed with all the love Hera was showering on him. He smiled secretly, his heart as warm and contented as Hera’s heart was feeling.

The chilly air decided to rush from a particular direction at that exact moment, only to mess with Hunter’s hair. It broke Hera’s trance. She grinned, amused at how his hair reminded her of the bending crop plants under the stormy weather she had seen on the farms back home in California. It covered his eyes and hid half of his face from her view. Hera ruffled his unruly hair affectionately before fixing it back.

Hunter’s eyes darted to her grinning lips. Her lips were still glistening with their mixed saliva after their kiss.

He swiped his thumb over her lips, wiping the saliva clean. He was leaning forward and was about to kiss her again when Hera placed her palms flat on his chest, stopping him midway. Hunter’s smile dropped, a scowl replacing it instantly.

“We aren’t done with that talking yet, remember?” Hera asked, smiling at him when he glared at her for not letting him kiss her. Hera’s brow quirked up, and she shook her head, denying him any more kisses.

“See, this is what I meant when I said you don’t let me kiss you,” Hunter whined like a bratty child. Hera rolled her eyes.

“Then what else were we doing a few seconds ago?” Hera asked incredulously.

“That was you kissing me,” Hunter pointed out defensively while Hera wondered why it would make any difference. What does it matter whether he kissed her or she kissed him? “And when it’s my turn, you remember every other shit out of the blue to stop me,” he accused, sounding too childish. Hera pursed her lips in an attempt to hold back her giggles, but it was evident that she failed miserably.

“You’re being rude, selfish, meanie girlfriend right now, and I hate you so much for that,” Hunter snapped.

Hera giggled, amused at his fusses.

“No, you don’t,” she stated as an answer to his last comment. “We were supposed to talk like two adults. If only you stop distracting me,” Hera muttered, fixing him with a dirty look. Hunter let out a chuckle, sounding not at all amused.

“In case you don’t remember, Goddess, you’re the one begging for the kiss,” Hunter rudely reminded her.

Now Hera was offended.

She glared at him indignantly.

“That’s because you offered it. What should have I done? Say no?” she asked, her tone incredulous. Hunter scoffed at her widened, large, innocent-looking eyes. “I offered because you were desperate,” he stated, sounding too arrogant and proud.

“Oh, you were so generous, darling husband,” Hera said sarcastically.

“And you, sweetheart, shamelessly jumped right into it, taking advantage of my powerless state,” Hunter retorted. “So much for talking like adults,” he said and snorted a sarcastic laugh.

Hera kicked his knee, making him hiss. He cursed, rubbing where it hurt.

“Just to clarify, you kissed me first,” Hera pointed out, “So stop with your dramatic accusation as if you never got to kiss me.” Hera scowled at him, mocking anger but her lips twitched, betraying her act. Hunter exhaled through his nose, chest rising and falling while he glared at her. Hera looked into his eyes, the purple orbs turning darker and darker than their actual colour.

Her favourite purple gems in his eyes shone brighter both with anger and desire at the same time. Hera’s heart skipped a beat at his intense staring, the butterflies in her tummy flapping their wings again.

Hera didn’t miss when Hunter’s gaze dropped to her mouth. She slapped his chest with the back of her hand in warning, clearly reading his move before he could act on it.

“I’ll kick your ass if you dare do anything, Hunter,” Hera warned.

Hunter smirked, still staring at her lips.

“I have something important to say. Can you please let me talk without distracting me?” Hera asked in a firm voice. The seriousness in her tone caught Hunter’s attention.