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

think I’d like to

“Really? That’s wonderful. I thought I might scare you off entirely.” He picks up

at all. In fact….” And now, I

hovers, his fork

in my lips. Is this my turn

on. I said my piece.

In fact…. I think

then puts his fork down again, his expression unreadable. Leaning across the table,

Finish my meal?

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

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

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unlocks the door then pushes me through with a hand between my shoulder blades. Following me in, he

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

it, he pulls my blouse up and over my head. My bra comes off next and my skirt, unzipped and pushed down, quickly follows, leaving me just in

about to be

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

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

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

to his knees, pushes between

how well I can make you

and sopping. Despite finishing our meal quickly, I have had a good thirty minutes to think about

isn’t going

brow furrowed in concentration. He glances up

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

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