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?”

the silence stretches out, worry takes over. “Forget I said it,” he says.

not pressuring me, and yes, I think I’d like to

That’s wonderful. I thought I might scare you off entirely.” He

not at all. In fact….” And

fork midway to

this my turn to say

my piece. You now.”

In fact…. I think I’m falling for

his expression unreadable. Leaning across the table, he kisses me on the cheek, whispering

Finish my meal?

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

to chew my steak, I try to

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

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

to scream for me.” And with that, without asking, and without even trying to unbutton it, he pulls my blouse up and over my head. My bra comes off next and my skirt, unzipped and pushed

to be

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.

“I’m glad to get

tight stomach, nestled against a bed

He drops to his knees, pushes between my thighs and grabbing

now,” he says, “we’ll see how well I can

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

going to

brow furrowed in

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

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