But as the meeting began, Hera found it increasingly difficult to focus on the matters at hand. She could feel Zeus's hand creeping up her thigh under the table, and she shot him a warning glance. But he merely smirked in response, his fingers continuing their maddening path.
Hera gritted her teeth, trying to maintain her composure as Zeus's fingers expertly teased her. She tried to focus on the meeting, but it was no use. She could feel herself growing wetter by the minute, her breath coming in short gasps.
Finally, she shot another glare at Zeus, this one more pointed. "If you don't cut that out, I'll have to teach you a lesson in proper table manners," she hissed.
Zeus merely chuckled in response, continuing his ministrations. Hera fought the urge to moan as he brought her to the brink of orgasm, right there in the middle of the grand hall.
When the meeting finally ended, Hera stood, her legs shaky from Zeus's attentions. "Well, that was certainly...enlightening," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Zeus stood as well, a wicked glint in his eye. "I couldn't agree more, my dear," he said, taking her hand and leading her out of the hall.
Once they were in their private chambers, Hera turned to Zeus, her eyes blazing. "You will pay for that later," she said.
Zeus merely laughed, pulling Hera close. "I'm counting on it," he said, before kissing her deeply.
Hera responded eagerly, her hands tangling in Zeus's hair as he lifted her onto the bed. She could feel the heat radiating off of him, and she knew that she was in for a night of passion.
Zeus trailed kisses down Hera's body, stopping at the waistband of her skirt. He looked up at her, a question in his eyes. Hera nodded, her breath coming in short gasps.
Zeus grinned, before pulling her skirt down and burying his face between her legs. Hera moaned, her hands clutching at the sheets as he expertly worked his magic.
Finally, Hera could take no more, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She collapsed back onto the bed, panting and spent.
Zeus climbed up beside her, his own desire evident. "My turn," he said, before plunging inside of her.
Hera cried out, her nails digging into Zeus's back as he thrust deep inside of her. She met him stroke for stroke, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
As the night wore on, Hera lost herself in the pleasure that only Zeus could bring her. She was the queen of the gods, but with him, she was just a woman, lost in the throes of passion.
And as they reached their climax together, Hera knew that she would never tire of the divine meetings with her husband.
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