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?”

don’t reply immediately. As the silence stretches out, worry takes over. “Forget I said it,” he says. “I don’t mean to pressure

yes, I think I’d like to get to know you

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

not at all. In fact….” And now, I

fork

lips. Is this my

on. I said my

In fact…. I think

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

Finish my meal?

I lick you out. And you’re

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

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

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

you stay silent last time,” he 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 over my head. My bra

about to be

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 side. He kicks off shoes and shrugs out of

get out of those. That

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

drops to his knees, pushes between my thighs and grabbing

now,” he says, “we’ll see how well

is already twitching, swollen and sopping. Despite finishing our meal quickly,

going to take

holding me open, he examines me, brow

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

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