Just For You

Chapter 20: Zeus

Hera and I were sitting apart on my private jet.

          When I picked her up, I expected her to be distant like she was the morning after we had sex, but she reached out and grabbed my hand—holding on to me on the short walk to the car and the jet.

          Last week when I kissed, or she kissed me, I'm not entirely sure. I thought I messed up again. I spent the entire night in bed pondering whether I should apologize.

          When she stopped our kiss from turning into something more, I figured she was trying to decide whether or not she regretted what we were doing. From the look on her face when I left, it seemed like she didn't, but I couldn't be too sure.

          She was in one of my hoodies. I don't even know how she has it. She looked amazing in it.

          Even though Posiedons wedding is in Olympus, it is four hours away by car, and I'm environment friendly, but I didn't want to drive that. Not there and back anyway.

          "What was going through your head when we kissed?" she asked, not looking at me.

          I was shocked she even asked about the kiss. She shouldn't be this confusing. Not when I've known her for so long. I shouldn't be surprised and shocked by a lot of what she talks about.

          I lifted my right leg on my left knee, clearing my throat. What was i thinking? Everything happened so fast that I was honestly just glad she was touching me.

          "How lucky I was that you still wanted to have me close to you," I said finally. She finally looked up at me. I couldn't read her expression. I don't know if I said the wrong or right thing.

          "What would you have done if I didn't stop you from taking things further?" we kept eye contact. Confusing me further. How was she somewhat embarrassed to ask what was happening in my mind yet confident enough to ask me about that?

          Confident.

          I blew out a breath. I guess I also need to be confident. "I would have asked to go inside. Or maybe I would have been desperate enough that I would have fucked you on the porch. For anyone to see us and not care at all."

          She sat back in her seat. Shifting. "I would have let you." She said breathlessly. "After seeing Aphrodite, I got jealous. So when you kept moving us away from her when she came by, I felt good to know you respected me enough to listen. I would have let you have sex with me on that porch just to prove I'm yours, just as much as you are mine." She bit her lip and fidgeted with her nails.

          Prove to her that I'm hers? I've always been hers, even when we weren't even together. I uncrossed my legs and moved before her, kneeling between her legs.

          "No one can take me from you, Hera. Not when my favorite thing to do is get on my knees for you. All you have to do is ask." I traced my fingers on the outside of her thighs. "Whenever, wherever."

           "All I have to do is ask, huh?" she dragged her thumb over my bottom lip. I leaned over, pulling it in my mouth, nipping at it.

          "Just ask," I repeat.

          She laughed. "Well, you're already on your knees." she teased.

          "Then tell me what you want me to do on them. I'm your's, Hera. Treat me like it."

          She moved her hand from my face, dropping them to the hem of her tights, and pulled them down. I grabbed them when they were on her thigh, helping her pull them all the way off.