Chapter 41: D A R I O

I paid for breakfast the same way Ambrosio did yesterday; I left a hundred dollar bill on the table and grabbed Hera’s hand to escort her out of the booth. She kept my hand in hers as we walked to her Jeep. When we were buckled in, Hera yawned and I asked if she was tired, she looked over at me and nodded her head. I nodded my head back and she drove us home.

In the hallway of the apartment, I walked Hera to her door. I wanted to make a move on her and kiss her. I went to lean in close but she yawned again. I took that as a sign, not right now, and straightened my posture. I said,

“Have a good nap, psychí mou, text me when you wake up.”

She faintly smiled and disappeared into her apartment. I stood outside the door for a few seconds, wishing I wasn’t a coward and just kissed her. I took a deep breath of defeat then walked the five steps to my apartment. Inside I decided I would put the home gym to use. As I walked to my room, I pulled out my phone and opened my new app. While I changed from denim pants to work out shorts, I watched Hera walk to her room, remove her oversized button up shirt and get into her bed.

I found the work out room and posted my phone on the treadmill so I could see Hera play on her phone while I ran. After a few minutes, Hera put her phone down and drifted to sleep. I ran two more miles on the treadmill then hopped off to lift some weights. I was in the middle of a set when I heard my phone make a weird noise back on the treadmill. I walked over to pick it up and saw two tall men dressed all in black sneaking into Hera’s bedroom. I quickly ran to my room to retrieve my Glock 17 from my bedroom and ran to Hera’s apartment while twisting on the gun’s silencer.

When I reached Hera’s bedroom, one man had Hera’s arms pinned behind her as he tried to pick her up to get her out of the room, the other man had his gun pointed at Hera. I shot the armed assailant in the head. When he dropped, Hera’s kidnapper was stunned and she took the opportunity to throw her head back into the man’s face, breaking his nose. When he instinctively let her go, she flipped around and kneed him in the balls. She looked over at me and stretched out her arm. I didn’t want to do it, but I took three steps to close the distance and handed her my gun. She quickly took it out of my hands and pointed it at the wounded man on the floor and squeezed the trigger.

Her eyes were a dark green when she looked at me and said,

“Hand me your phone.”

I gave her a puzzled look, but obliged because she had a gun in her hands. I unlocked it and handed it to her, she quickly dialed a number and when the other end picked up she said,

“Radámanthos, agápi mou, boreíte na páte gia lígo tsái?”

*“Radamanthos, darling, can you pop over for some tea?”*

I could hear the old man say something on the other end and Hera replied,

“Sto diamérismá mou.”

*“In my apartment.”*

I heard more garbles then Hera replied,

“Nai eímai kalá. O Ntário ítan edó.”

*“Yes, I am ok. Dario was here.”*

Hera was silent then said,

“Efcharistó.”

*“Thank you.”*

Hera hung up the phone and passed it back to me. I stared at her dark green eyes as she took a few deep breaths. The last time her eyes were green was back in the jeep when she was mad about the misunderstanding at her Aunt's house. She finally looked at me and her dark green eyes washed over by the dark blue I had come to love. Hera closed the small gap between us and whispered,

“What about that kiss?”

Not even a millisecond went by before I pressed my lips on Hera’s. She tasted sweet and her lips were soft. I wrapped my hands around her ass and picked her up. We stayed kissing passionately as I carried her out of her apartment and into mine. When we reached my room i layed her softly onto my bed and gently got on top of her.

She took my shirt off without her mouth ever leaving mine, and I helped her out of her yoga pants. Hera started kissing my neck, then traveled her mouth down my chest. When she reached my happy trail, she took my shorts and boxers off. My erection sprang out of my boxers and Hera took in the sight of my cock. Her dark blue eyes made my dick twitch and I grabbed her and started to kiss her as I slid her underwear off. She stepped out of them and I continued to kiss her while I helped her out of her sports bra. I took a moment to admire Hera’s body. The scattered tattoos, the piercings, the long blonde hair, she was absolutely breathtaking.

I pulled her in close and kissed her passionately. I did not wish to fuck Hera right now, I wanted to prove my love to her. I layed her back down on the bed and got back on top of her. I looked into her dark blue eyes, waiting for her consent. She bit her lip and nodded her head and I grabbed my cock and guided it slowly inside Hera.

She was so warm and so wet, I let out an airy moan. I took my time sliding inside, as I got deeper and deeper inside, her grip on my arms increased more and more. When I was all the way inside, Hera arched her back and she moaned loudly. I don't know why I expected her to be quiet, but her intense response aroused me further and I thrusted her hard to hear her explode audibly with pleasure again.

Hera moved her hands from my arms to my back and started scratching me as I started moving in and out of her at a slightly quicker pace. Being sure to thrust slow but very hard with every rocking motion. She started yelling,

“Yes, Dario, yes!”

My name being screamed out of her like that made me rock her harder. I could feel her tense up under me and after a few more rough thrusts, she started to tremble. Her nails dug into me as she came and squirted all over me. The sight had me intoxicated and I immediately came inside of her. I lied next to her as we both caught our breath. Hera turned towards me and sat up on her elbow, I saw her eyes were back to dark green and I asked,

“Why are you mad now?”

Hera looked at me surprised and asked,

“What makes you think I’m mad?”

I rolled my eyes and asked,

“Why are you mad, Hera?”

She looked at me through slit eyes, then took a deep breath to reset her expression, her eyes still green when she said,

“You haven't even taken me out on a date.”

I gave her a sarcastic hurt look and replied,

“What are you talking about, I paid for breakfast.”

Hera let out a laugh and her eyes went back to their original green blue and she said,

“That doesn’t count.”

I sat up on my elbow so I could meet her eyes and I said,

“Fine, psychí mou, I will take you out to dinner tonight. On a proper date.”

Hera lit up and said,

“Thank you.”