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?”

is 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

yes, I think I’d like to get to

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

not at all. In fact….” And now, I swallow my

his fork

Is this my turn

I said my piece. You

think I’m falling for

across the table, he

Finish my meal?

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

my steak, I try to ignore the heat of

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

wraps his arms around me and

“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

about to

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

glad to get

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

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

says, “we’ll see how well I can make

pussy is already twitching, swollen and sopping. Despite finishing our meal quickly, I have had a good thirty minutes to think

isn’t going to take

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

I’ve touched you….” Then, dipping his

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