Unrequited

8 - Flight

"Thanks for the BBQ and dance Jason. I really had a great time. It was a bit of a tough day for me so it was nice to do something fun and get things off my mind." She said to him as they came up her driveway to her veranda.

"Any time Clara. I love having you in my arms. Makes all my mates jealous." Jason grinned at her, his smile lighting up his face and reaching his eyes.

She laughed and playfully pushed on his chest. "Well, it's good to know I'm of some use."

"Seriously though Clara, you're beautiful and fun to be around. I'd like to take this dating thing a little more seriously." Jason pulled her to him and kissed her passionately, gently exploring her mouth with his tongue. She had no doubt that he wanted her by the erection she could feel pressed to her navel.

"Get your fucking hands off my wife," Luca growled closely behind her. She jumped and bit Jason on the lip.

"Fuck," he swore then turned to address Luca who was sitting in her lounge chair again but this time facing them, watching in the shadows. "Who the fuck are you?" Jason asked.

"I'm Clara's husband and if you don't unman her immediately there will be consequences." Luca stood but remained in the shadows.

"Clara?" Jason looked at her questioningly.

"It's complicated Jason - I promise I'll explain later but for now I think you should leave. I'll catch you again soon." She kissed him on the cheeks.

"Will you be OK?" Jason asked, looking dubiously at Luca's shadow.

"Yes, I'll be fine. Thanks for a lovely night." She waved him off and turned to Luca. "Why are you here again?"

"I wanted to ensure that your date ended as it should," Luca said calmly.

"You have no right, Luca." She said, irritated and annoyed at his presumptuousness.

Stepping out of the shadows, she could see his heated look on her. "I have every right. You are my wife."

"In name only." She threw back at him adding, "why are we still married? I thought that divorce would have been at the top of your agenda. You wanted your freedom so desperately and as I recall, you purposely made it very clear that you had no intentions of remaining faithful to our marriage. I do not consider myself married - and did you think you were the only one with the exemption to not have to follow through with our marriage vows?" She said cynically.

"Have you fucked other men?" He growled and advanced towards her.

"That is none of your business!" She turned and let herself inside, trying to slam the door on his face but he pushed against it and followed her down the hallway.

"Have you fucked other men?" He repeated and grabbed her by the wrist to pull her around to face him, grasping both of her shoulders. His face close, blue eyes piercing down at her.

"Luca, let me go!" She said firmly, her heart racing. She put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away. "It's no concern of yours!"

"Have you fucked anyone else but me?!" He pushed her back against the wall and pressed his body into her, looking at her intently.

"No!" She sobbed. Bewildered and upset. All her old emotions and demons brewing inside her. Mixing with new and confusing thoughts.

He gave a heaving sigh and bent his head to kiss her tenderly on the lips.

Clara gasped in surprise and tried to turn her head away but he took advantage of her parted lips and dipped his tongue in, exploring her mouth. Holding her head firmly between his hands as he delved deeply, his kiss turning desperate.

She couldn't comprehend everything that was happening, things were moving in slow motion but at speed simultaneously. Clara couldn't process the feelings and emotions and rationalise what was happening at the same time. She felt like she was in an alternate universe, one she would have desperately wished to be in two months ago. Now all she understood was that it was wrong but the sensations he was invoking were things she thought she had succeeded in suppressing.

Luca trailed hot kisses along her neck to her shoulders. He took advantage of her strapless dress and breathed warm kisses on her skin, slowly tracing his fingers over her collarbone. Her resolve and two months of hard work piecing back her heart quickly disappearing with each breath he took.

Recognising that she needed to fight him as well as herself, Clara desperately attempted to push him away but he only backed her harder into the wall. Pinning her shoulders firmly with his hands, he angled his head and sucked on her lower lip.

She let out a soft moan, knowing she would feel regret in the morning. Luca slid his hands down her sides, drawing the top of her dress down with him to expose her breasts. He bent his head to suckle one while gently massaging the other in his palm.

There was an underlying current of desperation in both of their actions. She clawed at his hair, wanting more while his ministrations on each breast became urgent. His drawn-out long tugs of her breasts and nipples, indicating his hunger. Clara leaned her head back against the wall and let the sensations roll through her body, groaning deeply with satisfaction.

Giving a guttural growl, Luca lifted her off the ground and wrapped her legs around his hips. He unzipped his pants and reached down to pull the crotch of her knickers aside under her short frilly skirt. He stroked through her wet folds and slid his fingers inside her, drawing out her moister to ready her.

"I need you - now," he gritted and thrust into her at the same time. She felt him fully seat himself in her before he began to pull out and thrust back in. He repeated the motion, again and again, pulling out until just the head was in her and pushing back with a circular motion of his hips. Watching her reaction intensely through hooded eyes, quickening his pace as her breathing shortened. Luca thrust into her until both of them were lost to the sensations of orgasmic euphoria while he spilled his seed into her. He kissed her tenderly on the lips and rested his forehead against hers while steadying his breath.

Clara realised that tonight was the first time he'd kissed her since his aggressive attempt in her youth. The sex they'd just had was also nothing like her wedding night or any night since. Right now, she almost didn't know how to deal with the situation and the consequences of their actions. She untangled her legs from his waist and felt him slip out of her as she stood and straightened her clothing. She felt some measure of disgust at herself for being so easily seduced by him, available at his beck and call.

Luca quietly stepped back and zipped up his trousers. He leaned in and tried to kiss her but she shied away. "This doesn't change anything between us Luca - it doesn't mean anything. It was a moment of weakness for me." He didn't say anything so she continued, "you can't come barging back into my life and expect it to be a bed of roses - we were never even civil to each other. I still have no idea what you're doing here nor do I understand why."

He studied her wearily. "It's late Clara, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'll see you in the afternoon. We need to talk." He stroked her cheek gently and walked out the door, leaving her to slide to a heap of emotional carnage on the floor.

Clara knew that she couldn't wait around for Luca to return. She didn't want to talk and needed to stay away from him. The way he was behaving was wreaking havoc in her mind and causing more confusion. She knew that she wouldn't let him dominate her life again.

Thinking over her options, she quickly made a decision and rushed to her bedroom. She grabbed her bags and threw her clothes, along with the few belongings she had, into her suitcase. She wrote a note to slip into Jason's letterbox on her way out.

With a last look of regret around her haven, Clara left in the early hours of the morning for the airport.

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