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?”

silence stretches out, worry takes over. “Forget I said it,” he says. “I

yes, I think I’d

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

not at all. In fact….” And now,

hovers, his fork

lips. Is this my turn to say

said my piece.

think I’m falling

down again, his expression unreadable. Leaning across the table, he kisses me on the cheek,

Finish my meal?

alone. I want you naked and shrieking while I lick you out. And

I try

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

he takes me, wraps his arms around

without asking, and without even trying to unbutton it, he pulls my blouse up and over my head. My bra comes

to be

mattress. Lying back on my elbows, I watch as he strips off. There

glad to get out

is huge, standing high against his tight stomach, nestled against a bed of black hair. He is already flowing, a

I’m not going to.” He drops to his knees, pushes between my thighs and grabbing hold of me,

“we’ll see how well I can make you

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

isn’t going to take

with fingers, holding me open, he examines me, brow furrowed in

smiles up at me. “So…. I can arouse you before I’ve touched you….” Then, dipping his head, he plants his mouth

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