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?”

stretches out, worry takes over. “Forget I said it,” he says. “I don’t mean to pressure you into something you never signed up

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

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

at all. In fact….” And now, I swallow

his fork midway

Is this my turn to say

said my

In fact…. I think I’m falling

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

Finish my meal?

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

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

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then pushes me through with a hand between

arms around me and

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 up and

about to be

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

“I’m glad to get out of those.

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

want to simply fuck you hard, but I’m not going to.” He drops to his knees, pushes between my thighs

see how well I can

swollen and sopping. Despite finishing our meal quickly, I have

isn’t going to take

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

you before I’ve touched you….” Then,

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