Choosing Her Lover

Chapter 12

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Once again, I find myself in the company of this delectable man in a lovely restaurant. He is quiet though. He seems to concentrate on his food, but whenever I look up at him, he is watching me, then he looks away as he sees me notice.

“Is something wrong?”

He hesitates. “I’m not sure.”

“Are you upset with me about something?”

“No, not at all, but I don’t want you to be upset with me either.”

“I’m sorry, but I’m not following you.”

He puts down his knife and fork, resting his chin on steepled fingers. He starts to speak, stops, starts again, and finally….

“I wanted to pass something by you, but if you don’t like it, then that’s fine. I want you to ignore it.”

“Alright…. But what are we talking about?”

He swallows hard. “I realise that we barely know each other, but the thing is, I would like to know you better….”

Where’s this going?

“And I know that you said at the start, very clearly, that you didn’t want to be ‘tied at the hip’…. And that’s what I wanted too.… then…. The thing is…. that although my work involves a lot of travelling and my er.… base is out west, it doesn’t need to be. My apartment is only rented and so long as I have good road access and an internet connection, it really doesn’t matter where I live….”

“So…?”

“So, I could get an apartment here, in the City and we could see each other more regularly, and for me, more easily. How…. would you feel about that?”

of hope, caution, and worry. I don’t reply immediately. As the silence stretches out, worry takes over. “Forget I

I think I’d like to get to

scare you off entirely.” He picks up his cutlery again and starts

In fact….” And now, I swallow

hovers, his fork midway

suck in my lips. Is this my turn to

my piece. You now.” he

think I’m

expression unreadable. Leaning across the table, he

Finish my meal?

get you alone. I want you naked and shrieking while I lick you out. And you’re going to

I to chew my steak, I try to ignore the heat of

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door then pushes me through with a hand between my shoulder blades. Following me in, he kicks back with one foot to close the

his arms

and without even trying to unbutton it, he pulls

about to

simply drop me backwards. I flop down, my legs dangling awkwardly over the edge of the mattress. Lying back on my elbows, I watch

says. “I’m glad to get out of those. That was really

a bed of black hair. He is already flowing, a trickle glistening from the

but I’m not going to.” He drops to his knees, pushes between my

now,” he says, “we’ll see how well I can make

quickly, I have

going to

me, brow furrowed

can arouse you before I’ve touched you….” Then, dipping his head, he plants his mouth

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