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?”

a mixture 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

me, and yes, I think I’d like to get

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

not at all. In fact….” And

he hovers, his fork midway

lips. Is this my turn to say too

on. I said my

fact…. I think

expression unreadable. Leaning across the table, he

Finish my meal?

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

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

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

me, wraps his arms around me and opens his mouth over

stay silent last time,” he says. “This time, you’re going to scream for me.” And with that, without asking, and without even trying to unbutton it, he

about to

edge of the mattress. Lying back on my elbows, I watch as he strips off. There is nothing subtle

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

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

to his knees, pushes between my thighs and grabbing hold of me, pulls me forwards, tilting up my hips

see how well I can make

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

going

fingers, holding me open, he examines me, brow furrowed in concentration. He glances up

before I’ve touched

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