Chapter 110

He guided her to a corner matted with cushions, drawing her down with him. Both balancing on their knees. Their mouths hungry for one another as they clawed at each other’s clothing. Mendora’s went first, coming up over her head and tossed to the side. Solaire broke their kiss, hands dropping to her hips as he leaned backwards and perused her entire body. Saddened by the lack of proper lightening.

Sucking in a breath as he rubbed circles into her hips he could not imagine a more beautiful creature. There was a time in the past months where he was constrained to think he’d never see her again far less be able to have this manner of intimacy with her again. Grateful that he had been wrong, Solaire cupped her breasts, her hardened nipples grazing the insides of his palms as he kneaded.

Watching as she covered his hand with her own, hanging her head back and biting down on her lower lip to supress any sound, he used his free hand to run lines up, down and across her abdomen.

Mendora could feel herself getting wetter with every stroke and touch he made on her body. It had been long. Too long since she felt this level of want. She didn’t want it to end and yet an insistent need was pulsating in her loins. Craving his fingers to explore lower, to sink into her sopping flesh and ease her agony.

“Are you wet enough for me, darling?” he eased forward to whisper the query into her ear, her grip on him tightening, holding on for more. Her head straightening, her eyes finding his. Swallowing hard, Solaire could not comprehend how it had taken it so long to realise how much he loved and needed her. Lust and want for him reflected in her glossy orbs as she nodded, rocking forward to cup his face while she sought out his lips, kissing him with an urgency she hoped explained her desire.

A guttural sound emanating from the base of his throat as his finger trailed lower, grasping past her clit and embedding itself into her warm, dripping centre. Breaking the motion of the kiss to allow a satisfied gasp to fill the room, Mendora heaved against Solaire’s lips. He watched as her entire face became flushed by the movement of his finger inside of her.

The heavens alone knew why this one man was able to draw such pleasure from her, because Mendora could not understand it herself. She leaned into him, pressing her forehead as his as knots formed in her stomach. They were growing and soon they would erupt.

She fumbled to reach for his clothes, “Stop,” she begged, “I don’t want to finish, not with your fingers,” she chewed on her lower lip as her body screamed for him to continue, to take her over the edge.

“What do you want?” he nipped at her ear, his cock straining against his breeches, almost painfully for a lack of space.

“You know,” she wrapped her hands around his neck, eyes focused on his, “you know,” she breathed.

“Say it,” his head dipped, his tongue licking the base of her neck to the underside of her chin before placing opened mouthed kisses against her flesh. “tell me what you want from me,” he urged her, moan after moan elevating out of her.

“I want *you*,” she reached down to cup his cock over his trousers, applying slight pressure, “all of you, inside of me,” her head was hanging back, giving him room to kiss and nip at her neck and it felt as if she was professing her want to the heaven.

“Then take me,” Solaire challenged, continuing his assault on her flesh. Mendora capitalized, bringing her hands up to brace on his chest. She shoved at him, sending him falling backwards while she mounted him. Swinging her legs over his waist, fingers trembling as she tugged at his breeches. Solaire helped her and soon he was free. His cock standing to attention, ready to be buried in her. The tip of his already glistening.

“I’ve been dreaming of you riding of my cock, little one.” He teased her, watching as glimmer of embarrassment touch her cheeks but it was replaced by her determination to fulfil his fantasy. It should not be this easy to fall into such comfort with him, Mendora knew that and yet it was.

She hovered over him, gripping his hardened cock guiding him to her entrance. They both groaned as his tip became covered in her juices.

Fuck she was wet. Solaire clenched down, his fingers gripping into the sides of her waist as Mendora slowly eased down on the length of him. Her walls contracting around him, squeezing him with every inch she took.

He filled her and Mendora could not think of anything that felt this good. “Now I remember why I so addicted,” she breathed, looking down at him as she sank all the way. Solaire grinned, reaching up to pluck at her nipples. “At least I’m good for something,” he was the first to initiate movement, thrusting into her from underneath.

The movement caught Mendora by surprise and she gasped, leaning forward, all the way down until her breasts were pressed against him. Her lips hovering over his as he continued to thrust, holding her firmly against him. Her eyes were fluttering close, “Look at me,” he commanded through clenched teeth and she obeyed. Watching every muscle on his face as his cock drove into her over and over. A crescendo building, her moans losing sound.

“You take my cock so well,” he groaned, thrusting all the way into her, grinding his hips while her hands formed fists at the sides of his head. “I’ve missed feeling you in my arms,” he whispered huskily into the air as he felt himself ready to release into her.

“I’m coming,” he rasped, “get off if you don’t want me to spill in you,” he advised her, his tempo increasing. Mendora felt her high approaching and she doubled down, burying her face into his neck as his finished on the tail-end of an echoing groan. She touched the sky to, her walls pulsating around his cock, sucking him dry. Her limbs going numb and she sprawled a top of him.

***

“Leaving already?” unable to tell the hour as his eyes fluttered open to find the cushions beside him going cold. Mendora was already on her feet, struggling to dress herself in the absence of a mirror or proper lightening.

“I should go before anyone notices my absence,” she responded without feeling. Automated even and it set Solaire on-guard. Raising on his elbows, admiring her body from his spot he drawled, “is this about Finn?” A fire igniting in his throat and spreading to his brain at the very thought of her hiding for the sake of another man.

“What?” she turned to face him, just able to finish fasten her dress. “What does Finn have to do with anything?” she folded her arms at her chest. “It’s just inappropriate for anything to think we’ve reconciled. It’ll make our severance complicated.” She turned away, searching the floor for her mask. Luckily she’d not fallen asleep for too long, awaking while the night was yet to retire.

“Our severance?” This caught Solaire and he raised to a seating position while he searched for his trousers. “I thought we had reconciled,” he came to his feet, putting one leg at a time into his trousers.

Mendora’s blood ran cold. “We had a weak moment but,” she was not able to look at him.

Solaire was at her side immediately, turning her around to look at him, “Mendora I told you I love you. Severance is not a thought in my head,”

“I’m sorry.” She breathed. “It’s just too complicated,”

“Because of Finn?” he asked again, attempting to gauge her reaction.

“No,” she shook her head, “why do you continuously ask me about him?”

“You two seem awfully close,” In that moment Solaire knew that if Finn were an obstacle, he could not keep his assurance to forget about her involvement with another man. He was fully aware of sounding petty but he couldn’t care less.

“He’s my friend, Solaire.” She shook her head, “that is all.” She could never love Finn. Her heart had been claimed and she could not look in another direction. Not even if she tried.

“Nothing ever happened between you?” Solaire recalled the way he saw Finn looking at Mendora. Protective and even a bit territorial. It was hard to comprehend.

“Why would anything?” she batted his hands away.

Exhaling a mountainous weight from his shoulders, his heart a bit lighter, “Then what is it? What could possibly make you want to end what we have?” he was pleading for an answer. “I love you.”

“Can’t you just accept my decision?” she was growing flustered, unable to listen to him throw his feelings in her face.

“I’ll walk away if you tell me, in all honesty, that you no longer love me.” Solaire’s nostrils flared, “that is the only way I’ll accept that—”

“I don’t,” she interrupted him, the lie almost burned a hole straight through her throat but she quelled it by swallowing her saliva in multiple successions, watching him as his eyes widened and his jaw flexed in disbelief.

“Than what do you want?” he closed whatever distance remained between them, “If this entire elaborate ruse,” referring the club she started, modelled after his own, “was not designed to attract my attention, then what was the purpose of it?” he stared at her, “What do you want, Mendora?” he reiterated.

“I want you on your knees,” she snapped, her chest heaving from the surge of anger he roused in her, “haunted by me. I want vengeance for my battered heart, Solarie. I have no qualms of this consuming me, altering me until I am not of this world. Until you are broken and tarnished with me, engulfed in an inextinguishable flame of your own ignition.” How could she consider ever being with him with all this rage trapped within her? He said he loved her, so what?

She didn’t know if she should believe it. Love had been used as a weapon against her before. She could not allow herself to make the same mistake.

“And most of it is attainable,” Solaire hadn’t any other words. His chest felt heavy, his limbs weighing him down as he grabbed up his shirt, “I’ll make the arrangements to have the dissolution of our engagement announced,” he proclaimed, slipping out of the room and leaving her alone.

Mendora had not noticed until now that her heart was pounding against her chest, her vision blurred and her head swayed. This was not how she expected things to end. And she should feel relieved but she could barely breathe. Sinking to the knees, she clutched her chest and prayed for the tears to end.