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 said it,” he says. “I don’t

I think I’d like to get to know you

thought I might scare you off

In fact….” And now,

hovers, his fork

in my lips. Is this my turn to

said my piece. You

I think I’m falling for

expression unreadable. Leaning across the table, he

Finish my meal?

lick you out. And you’re going

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

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

me, wraps his arms around me

without asking, and without even trying to unbutton it, he pulls my

to be

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 on my elbows, I

get

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

simply fuck you hard, but I’m not going to.” He drops to his knees, pushes between my thighs and grabbing hold of me, pulls me forwards, tilting up my hips until he has easy reach

says, “we’ll see how well I

is already twitching, swollen and sopping. Despite finishing our meal quickly, I have had a

isn’t going to

brow furrowed

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

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