Herophine: All Good Things

Chapter 7

Jo's POV

The following morning, I'm woken up by the faint sounds of glasses hitting together in the kitchen just down the hallway from our bedroom. I notice that Hero is not next to me and that he must have snuck out earlier, careful not to wake me up.

We had gotten so used to not setting an alarm in the morning lately and when I roll over to grab my phone from the nightstand beside me it reads 9:03am. Instead of getting out of bed right away, I decide to scroll through social media for a minute and see what the rest of the world is up to on this Saturday morning.

A few minutes later, I hear Hero's bare footsteps quietly coming towards the bedroom and watch silently as he doorknob begins to turn. He tiptoes towards the walk in closet just on the other side of the room and I smile at his attempt to be as quiet as he can but something about a six foot two man doing so almost makes me laugh out loud.

"Good morning," I say just above a whisper, my voice laced with the evidence of a good night's sleep. Hero stops in his tracks and turns to look at me over his shoulder.

"Morning. Have you been up for a while?" He asks, entering the closet. He's dressed in black adidas lounge shorts and his bare torso is something I'll never get tired of seeing first thing in the morning.

"No I just woke up. How long have you been out there?"

"Not long, probably thirty minutes. You just looked too peaceful to wake up. It's not like we have anything to do today anyway," he says, walking back into the middle of the room with a plain white T-shirt in hand. His hair is subtly messy, which has become much more noticable since he's been growing it out and honestly, it's a major turn on.

I shift my weight and place my phone back onto the nightstand next to the lamp and hold my arms out for him to come to me, all the while still cozy under the sheets. He smirks at me and I know he can't resist at least giving me a good morning kiss.

Hero leans down next to the bed so that our lips touch softly as I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down further. The kiss lasts for a few long seconds and when he begins to pull away I tighten my grip on him so he won't go.

"Irresistible this morning, am I?" He halfway whispers, our lips still barely touching.

"What can I say, you're just so damn handsome in the morning," I whisper back and bite my bottom lip, knowing damn well that should do the trick.

"And you say Im horny all the time," Hero chuckles as he throws the shirt in his hand to the floor and crawls on top of me in bed.

"I don't even come close. Let's be real here."

I study his face as it lowers to mine again, and just like that, his tongue has found its' way with mine and our kisses become more hungry than before.

I can remember a time when I would have been embarrassed by Hero shoving his tongue down my throat first thing in the morning, but those days are long gone. The amount of times we've had sex before making coffee probably outweighs the times after the sun had gone down at this point. But what can I say? It's mornings like these that lead to us both having a better than average day for sure.

"I was just about to start making breakfast, but I guess you will do just fine," Hero playfully whispers into the crook of my exposed neck while he plants hungry kisses down the length of it. His words cause me to let out a breathy moan and I dig my fingers harder into his bare back.

The feeling of his bare skin weighing me down onto our bed instantly makes me wet and I know it won't take me long to reach whatever high is coming my way if he keeps this up.