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?”

takes over. “Forget I said it,” he says. “I don’t

me, and yes, I think I’d like to get

scare you off

fact….” And now,

hovers, his fork midway to

suck in my lips. Is this my turn to say too

I said my piece. You now.” he

In fact…. I think

me, then puts his fork down again, his expression unreadable. Leaning across the table, he kisses me on

Finish my meal?

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

steak, I try to ignore the heat of my soaking

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

he takes me, wraps his arms

trying to unbutton it, he pulls my blouse up and over my head. My bra comes off next and my skirt, unzipped and pushed down, quickly

about to

ceremony, Ryan 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 watch as he strips off. There is nothing subtle about this. His shirt is quickly tossed to one side. He kicks off shoes and shrugs out of his

“I’m glad to get out of those. That

standing high against his tight stomach, nestled against a bed of black hair.

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

how well

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

going to take

lips with fingers, holding me open, he examines me, brow

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

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