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?”

caution, and worry. I don’t reply immediately. As the silence stretches out, worry takes over. “Forget I said it,” he says.

I think I’d like to get

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

fact….” And now, I

he hovers, his fork midway to

suck in my lips. Is this

said my piece. You now.”

I think

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 out. And you’re going

I try to ignore the heat of my

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hand between my shoulder blades. Following me in,

takes me, wraps his arms around me and opens

he says. “This time, you’re going to scream for me.” And with that, without asking, and without even trying to unbutton it, he pulls my blouse up and over my head. My bra comes off next and my skirt,

about to be

backwards. I flop down, my legs dangling awkwardly over the edge of the mattress. Lying back on my elbows, I watch as he strips off. There is nothing subtle about this. His shirt is quickly tossed

get out of those.

a bed of black hair. He is

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

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

twitching, swollen and sopping. Despite finishing our meal quickly, I have

going to take

pussy lips with fingers, holding me open, he examines me, brow furrowed in concentration. He glances up for

arouse you before I’ve touched you….” Then, dipping

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