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 don’t mean to pressure you into something you never signed up

not pressuring me, and yes, I think I’d like to get to know you better as

lights up. “Really? That’s wonderful. I thought I might scare you off

In fact….” And

fork midway to his

lips. Is this my turn to

on. I said my piece. You

think I’m falling

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

Finish my meal?

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

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

he takes me, wraps his arms around me and opens his mouth

made you 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 pulls my blouse up and over my head. My bra comes off next

to be

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 watch as he strips off. There

get out of those.

bed of black hair.

no idea how much I want to 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

he says, “we’ll see how well

quickly, I have had a good thirty minutes to think

going to

he examines me, brow furrowed in concentration.

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

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