Choosing Her Lover

Chapter 22

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And afterwards, as we lie together, naked in the half-light, he says, “I have something for you if you will accept it.”

He seems a little uncertain as he produces a small satin bag from a side-drawer, the kind that usually contains jewellery. I open it to find a narrow, black velvet choker, with a dewdrop pearl suspended.

“Will you accept it?” he asks, a trace of anxiety in his voice. “Will you wear it?”

Am I being collared?

I think I am….

I finger it, rolling the pearl in my fingers; so small and delicate a thing, and yet, so laden with significance.

“You understand what you are asking of me?” I say. “When you give me something like this? When you ask me to wear it?”

“Yes, I understand,” he says. “And yes, I am asking that you wear it for me. Will you do that?”

His voice brims with hope and worry; desire and unease. “Am I asking too much of you? Or too quickly?”

The pearl, opalescent with pale, swirling, beautiful colours, sits between my fingers.

Is this too soon?

No, I want this too….

“No, I don’t think you are. It’s just that no-one before has ever wanted me like this….”

“I want you like this. Isn’t that enough?”

Unravelling the velvet, I place it around my neck, fumbling with the catch at the back.

clip it closed. And as it

the line of my jaw and down to my neck where he has just placed his mark

entwined, his arms around me, he lazily stroking me. After a long while,

know I shouldn’t, but I have to ask you this…. Are you still seeing anyone else? I know when we met that you were. And because of the way that we met, I don’t really have the right to ask you the

anymore. There was someone, but, he wasn’t right and…. I don’t even

“The clubs? What clubs?”

and my

er…. I used to go to clubs a lot for, er….” I chew my words, wondering

found someone you want to

Don’t fuck it up….

to me. What are these

er, sex clubs. I used to go a lot before I met

stares at me. My stomach

God. Have I spoiled

go to sex clubs, but

yes… because of

for telling me this.

You were worrying?

in the first place, but that

love what you do to me, what we do together. You have

him again and kisses me. The kiss is hard, penetrating and possessive; and it sets

there?

if you’re comfortable with it. There’s something about the atmosphere, watching people being good together…. But….” and my words stall

“But….?”

realise that you would

I realise that. What I also realise is that they will see you with me, and know that while they had you for an hour, with

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in the lobby, with little to do right now except sit here and

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