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?”

worry takes over. “Forget I said it,” he says. “I don’t mean to pressure you into something you never signed up

yes, I think I’d like to get to

face lights up. “Really? That’s wonderful. I thought I might scare you off entirely.” He picks up his cutlery again and starts tucking in

at all. In fact….”

he hovers, his fork midway

suck in my lips. Is this

said my piece. You

I think I’m falling

me, then puts his fork down again, his expression unreadable. Leaning across the table, he kisses me on the cheek, whispering close by me, “Finish your

Finish my meal?

lick you

to chew my steak, I try to ignore the

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pushes me through with a hand between my

his arms around me and opens his mouth over

trying to unbutton it, he pulls my blouse up and over my head. My bra comes off next and my skirt, unzipped and pushed down, quickly

about to be

ceremony, Ryan pushes me back onto the bed, shoving me hard enough on the chest to simply drop me backwards. I flop down, my legs dangling awkwardly over the edge of the mattress. Lying back

“I’m glad to get out of those.

against a bed of black hair. He is already flowing, a

have no idea how much I want to simply fuck you hard, but I’m not going to.” He drops to his knees, pushes between

how

swollen and sopping. Despite finishing our meal quickly, I have had a good thirty minutes

isn’t going

brow furrowed in concentration. He glances up for a moment. “You’re flooding,” he

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

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