Chapter 21 Him for her

Chapter 21 Him for her
Luciana
I didn’t realize how much I needed this night until we were sitting across from each other and the world felt… quiet.
The restaurant Liam chose was tucked away from the noise of the city, all low lighting and soft jazz, candles flickering like they were breathing. The kind of place where conversations stayed private and the air smelled like wine and warm bread.
He pulled my chair out for me.
“Such a gentleman,” I teased
“Only on dates,” he replied, smiling.
God. That smile.
I studied him while the waiter poured wine. The sharp lines of his face softened when he relaxed like this. No meetings. No phone glued to his hand. Just him. Just us.
“You look calmer,” I said.
“That’s because you’re sitting in front of me,” he answered easily, like it was a fact, not a compliment.
I felt my chest tighten.
We talked about everything and nothing. The girls. Sicily. His work, what he could tell me, anyway. He listened when I spoke, really listened, like my words mattered even when I rambled.
“I missed this,” I admitted quietly.
He nodded. “Me too.”
Dinner arrived. Laughter came easier. “I don't think I remember us doing this much even when we got married. We were always at home going at it like rabbits.” I smiled. And he smiled back.
"Yeah,I couldn't help that your body felt so good”. The tension between us shifted, changing into something warm and electric. His knee brushed mine under the table and neither of us moved away.

She is finally out to play hide seek.
Cassandra stood near the entrance in a red dress that tried too hard, lips curved into a smile that screamed fight. Her gaze locked on Liam like she owned him.
I froze.
“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered. Why couldn't she just give up. She even lost her precious hair because of it.
Liam followed my stare and groaned in annoyance.
“Why is she everywhere?” he said flatly.
She walked over before either of us could stop her, heels clicking against the floor like a warning.
"Liam, Hiii....” Cassandra said sweetly, eyes flicking over me like I was a stain, “what a coincidence.”
I smiled without warmth. “That word doesn’t mean what you think it does.”
She ignored me and turned to Liam. “I’ve been calling you.”
“I blocked you,” he replied. I snorted.
Her smile faltered for half a second.
“I just thought we could talk,” she said. “Privately.”
“There is nothing private to be said between us.” he said calmly. “You should leave. You are ruining my appetite.” He looked her over in disgust. She had a wig on but I know how she looks underneath right now.
People were starting to stare.
Cassandra’s face hardened. “You’re really choosing her?”
I leaned forward then, voice low and sharp. “You’re embarrassing yourself.” Then leaned back
She laughed bitterly. “You think you’ve won?”
Before I could answer, a man appeared beside her, Alfred along with a tall, broad man that seemed to be security. Alfred gave him a nod and he moved closer to Cassandra.
“Miss,” he said politely. “You were asked to leave.”
“I’m a guest,” she snapped.
“No,” Alfred said smoothly, stepping into view. “You’re a disturbance.”
I watched realization dawn as two more men moved closer.
“This is harassment,” she hissed.
“And this,” Alfred replied, “is me escorting your desperate ass out.”
She looked at Liam one last time, fury blazing.
“This isn’t over,” she said.
Liam didn’t respond.
She was thrown out kicking and screaming. I saw camera flashes. Perfect.
The door closed behind her, the restaurant settling back into its quiet hum.
I exhaled slowly.
“Well,” I said, lifting my wine glass, “that was romantic.”
Liam laughed, tension easing from his shoulders. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” I said. "It was kinda my doing"
His eyes softened as he reached across the table, thumb brushing my knuckles. “You okay?”
I nodded. “I am now.”
After dinner, the city felt cooler, calmer. He held my hand as we walked, thumb tracing lazy circles against my skin. Every touch felt deliberate. Charged.
In the car, the silence turned heavy.

When we got home, I barely made it past the door before he pulled me into him, forehead resting against mine.
“I’ve been thinking about you all night,” he murmured.
“So have I,” I admitted.
He didn't waste time. His kiss was slow at first, unhurried, like he was savoring me. Like he had all the time in the world. My hands slid up his chest, feeling his heart racing beneath my palms.
The kiss deepened. Turning into a race. Race to the door. We suddenly couldn't even let go of each other to breathe. He kissed like he was hungry. His hands sliding under my ass. Lifting me up in one swoop, like I weighed nothing. I floated along with his hand holding me up and we still didn't leave each other. The door slammed open and he dropped me on the bed. My back flat on the bed as he poured his hunger into me. Fueling mine.

Heat spread through me.
“I want you,” I whispered.
He didn’t answer with words. With his lips instead. On my lips on my neck. Slowly sliding down until he reach my red lace panties.
“You are killing me angel" my stomach dipped as his mouth claimed my lower lips in hunger. He sucked and lucked and bit lightly. His tongue positioning in and out of my hole. His fingers joined later until I was climbing up and up and my breath caught. My hands seizing the bedsheets as a powerful orgasm ripped through me.

My clothes off me in seconds after, his lips finding mine. Tasting myself on his lips turned me on even more. I needed him and I needed him now. I tore at his clothes until he was naked. I gripped his Hick girth firmly in his hands just how he like it
“That’s it baby." He grunted as I rubbed his cock on my slick opening. Until slowly I pushed it into me. He lost control immediately and slammed into me.
His grunts filled my ears as my screams of pleasure filled his. Going in that tempo I love. Hard and rough. Nothing about this is soft. He slammed harder and harder until I started to see stars.
He turned me around. Spanking my left ass. " We are not done yet” he slammed into me from behind whispering filthy words in my ear making me climb to my their orgasm for the night.

His rhythm begin to uneven and he turned me so I would lay flat on my back. " Look at me" I obeyed immediately. After a few strokes. I was there.thjs one really taking my would away. He joined soon. His heavy grunts filling the room.
He laid on me for a few seconds. Catching his breath.
“That was…" he started.
“Yeah.." I said trying to catch my own breath as well.

He cleaned me up with a wet towel, my eyes got heavy. And I fell asleep with his arms wrapped around me.