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?”

don’t reply immediately. As the silence stretches out, worry takes over. “Forget I said it,”

and yes, I think I’d like to get to know you better as

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

fork midway to

my lips. Is this my

on. I said my

I think

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

Finish my meal?

you naked and shrieking while I lick

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

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

me, wraps his arms around me and

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

to be

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.

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

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

to his knees, pushes between my thighs and grabbing hold of

says, “we’ll see how well I can

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

going

me, brow furrowed in concentration. He glances up for a moment. “You’re flooding,”

I’ve touched you….” Then,

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