*****

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?”

worry takes over. “Forget I said it,” he says. “I

I think I’d like

I might scare you off entirely.” He picks up

all. In fact….”

hovers, his fork midway

suck in my lips. Is this my turn

on. I said my piece. You

fact…. I think I’m falling for

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

Finish my meal?

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

I try to ignore the

*****

hand between my

speaking he takes me, wraps his arms around me

going to scream for me.” And with that, without asking, and without even trying to unbutton it, he pulls my blouse up and

about to be

the mattress. Lying back on my elbows, I watch as he strips off. There is nothing subtle about this. His shirt

to get out of those. That was

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

have 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,

“we’ll see how well I

quickly,

isn’t going

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

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

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