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E & J Ch. 02

By: destinie21



This submission was also co-written by Browncuriousity. 

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She sat outside on the patio of the guesthouse, watching the waves crash onto the surf not far off when Donnie came outside. 

"There you are!" He exclaimed as he sat across from her. She wore nothing but an Arabic tunic as she sipped on a cup of tea. 

"Where've you been?" Asked Donnie, "I've missed you the whole day." Right now the sun was setting over the horizon. It was one of the most beautiful things Evelyn had ever seen, still it only made her melancholy. 

"I've been here all day Donnie." Her tone was short. She wasn't in the mood. "You're the one who's been gone." 

"Well I went sight seeing..." 

"You didn't tell me you were leaving." 

"Now I have to tell you where I'm going?" Donnie asked leaning forward. 

"It's only common courtesy. Besides I'm not the one whining about how I haven't seen you all day." 

Donnie rolled his eyes, "Here we go again. What happened?" 

She tried to give him the evil "how dare you" eye, but it didn't work. She sighed and let her head fall back onto her chair, 

"I can't figure her out." 

"J?" 

"Ms. Baptiste to me," Evelyn scoffed. She began to tell him what happened that day. Donnie was completely enthralled. 

"I KNEW you would get some on this trip!" Donnie laughed. Evelyn gave him a look. "I mean I'm sorry, but at least it was fun right?" 

"She has no weaknesses Donnie. None. Even when I had her in the palm of my hands, making her cum, she was only playing dead. She was in control the whole time. Maybe she set this whole thing up you know? Just to prove she can have her way with me and play with my head." 

"You're being paranoid." Donnie said, "You two are something else," he shook his head, 

"I don't understand you two." 

"I do. She just doesn't like me. Plain and simple." Evelyn put down her teacup. 

"Well you're going to have to find someway to work together. We have to give that presentation soon." 

"I don't even want to see her...ugggh!" Evelyn threw up her hands. 

"I don't know what's up with you two, but you'd better get it together if you want Garner's business. In the meantime, what do you say we go out on the town? I heard of this great club..." 

"Club?" 

"Yes, it's...well...it's a *leather and latex* kind of joint?" 

"One of those freaky assed sex clubs?" Evelyn yelled. 

"Shhhhh!" 

"Donnie!" 

"Oh come on, I just want to see how it is. I could never go to one in the states. No one knows me here." 

She rolled her eyes, "You're a freak Donald." 

"Come with me?" 

"I don't have any leather or latex costumes. Hell, I don't even have anything remotely sexy." 

"I'll get Thau to drive us to the costume shop I found online. It closes in a couple of hours. We can make it if we leave now." 

She gave Donnie another one of her "looks". Was he for real? Should she even go? She decided with a sigh that she would go to the party and more than that, she was going to stop being such a damn push over. She'd let Topher walk all over her and then he'd simply walked, and she wasn't about to let the same thing happen with Jerusalem. For those first brief moments she'd liked the way it felt to be in charge, she was hooked on the feeling, she was also hooked on the woman although she didn't fully acknowledge that fact she couldn't ignore it either. 

She went with Donnie to the costume shop and surprisingly for all his usual flamboyance he seemed slightly embarrassed at the prospect of trying on anything in front of her although he was thrilled to help Evelyn pick out something. She didn't know what his deal was but she didn't much care since she was so focused on the upcoming evening. Her initial reluctance had turned into anticipation, she could hardly believe she was about to do something she'd always considered taboo and would have never done in the states but she couldn't wait to see what went on in these kinds of clubs. They spent two hours in the boutique and barely made it back to the house in time for a late afternoon meal. 

Garner was once again absent from the meal however both Chloe and Jerusalem were seated at the dining room table already eating the first course of the meal. Jerusalem glanced at them curiously as they giggled their way to the table like two school girls trading the latest gossip. She arched an eyebrow at Evelyn and a smirk playing along the corners of her full lips. 

"How nice of you to come." 

Donnie chuckled trying to cover his laughter with a cough, no one was fooled. As they took their seats Evelyn smiled and replied. 

"Yes it was nice." 

Jerusalem's smile widened although she didn't really know what to make of Evelyn. One moment the woman was a push over and the next she was taking control and treating Jerusalem like a casual fuck, and while Jerusalem had thought that fucking her boss would rid her system of the urge she knew she'd been mistaken. She'd known as soon as she'd caught sight of the other woman and felt a kick of excitement in the pit of her belly. She wanted more and since she'd always gotten exactly what she wanted there wasn't even a doubt in her mind. 

Donnie stared at the two women watching the way Jerusalem was coveting Evelyn while Evie feigned nonchalance. He couldn't figure women out, at least not these two. They were clearly attracted to one another but both so damned stubborn. He knew Evie wasn't the type to just fuck around and he couldn't imagine that their little Tahitian vaycay had changed her all that much. Whatever she was telling herself Donnie knew better, if Miss Evelyn masters had spread her thighs their were most certainly feelings involved. He was worried as hell too, Evie wasn't like Jerusalem, she might end up hurt when the other woman grew bored and switched her attentions elsewhere. He knew his friend had some point to prove to J and maybe even to herself but he also knew how involved Evelyn let herself get. Yes he was definitely worried as all hell. 

The meal was filled idle chatter and for once the tension between Evelyn and Jerusalem was gone or rather it was different. The tension had stopped being about anger and was instead intensely sexual. After the last course had been served and the table cleared the four of them sat their sipping drinks and talking the camaraderie was easy in spite of or maybe because of the underlying attraction between the two women. Evelyn was the first to excuse herself and Donnie followed right behind her saying that he'd accompany her to the guest house. Neither had really planned to keep their upcoming outing a secret but as it happened neither of them were quite bold enough to admit what they were doing especially since both of them we "just looking" to see what went on in that type of place. 

Evie felt like a little kid, anxious and excited all at once. Well she felt like a little kid until she put on the backless latex mini dress she'd bought. It fit her like a second skin clinging to her nipples and stomach and flaring slightly as it fell over her thighs. The dress was quite short and barely fell past the curve of he ass, she had paired the dress with a pair of black stilettos that strapped around the ankle and had a metallic heel adding a slightly dangerous look. Her hair was unbound and wild and although she'd never even dream of wearing something like this at home she had to admit she looked good. Fuckable even. 

She started to put on makeup but then rethought the idea knowing that it didn't even make sense to make herself up in all this humid heat, she didn't really even need it her skin had darkened in the island sun and she had a healthy glow about her that would turn more heads than any makeup ever would. Instead she opted for a deep red lipstick that emphasized the fullness of her lips and nothing more. She ran her fingers through her hair one last time and went to find Donnie. 

When she found Donnie, he was decked out in a black latex tank top and matching short shorts with heavy black boots. He wore a spiked leather collar with a matching arm cuff. On anyone else this would've looked sillier. But somehow on Donnie' s slim shape and with his model type features the outfit didn't look too ridiculous. Still when they saw each other they began giggling like school girls. 

"I can't believe we are doing this!" She said as he grabbed her hand. The car was waiting for them. 

The club was dark and cool, well air-conditioned in the Tahitian humidity. There was trance music playing and the place was packed with people in the wildest outfits. Scantily clad men and women wore lingerie, leather and latex in the fetish club, wantonly grinding to the music. 

They held each other's hands like two scared children. When they realized what they were doing they pulled away from each other and smiled sheepishly. 

"Let's go get something to drink," she yelled in his ear. 

She and Donnie hit the bar and began to loosen up after a few drinks. Some guy in a jumpsuit bought her and Donnie a round of drinks. He chatted them up for a moment, and Evie laughed when he had to undo the zipper on his mask to talk to them. Donnie elbowed her in the side to remind her to be polite. Eventually they took their latest round of drinks out to the dance floor and began to actually enjoy themselves. The floor, packed tight with bodies was intimidating to them at first, but the beat of the music and their fellow uninhibited club goers made them lose themselves. 

Evie was sweating despite the cool air circulating throughout the club. She was surprised at how this setting made her feel. Sweaty moist bodies in leather, lace and latex rubbed up against her in wild abandon. but she didn't seem to mind. There were two women sandwiching her in a sweaty slutty dance on the floor. Eventually she realized that she had lost Donnie in it all, and began to look around for him. 

She pried herself away from the women dancing with her, and pushed her way through the crowd to find her companion. She walked around the cavernous space looking for him, when finally she had found him, he was posted up against a wall, some shirtless guy in a leather thong with his tongue lodged in his throat. She smiled, then turned away to head towards the bar. That's when she saw her. Her smooth skin like bittersweet dark chocolate. She was all limbs, long yet curvy. A leather masquerade mask covered her face while revealing her deep brown eyes, and her hair was a mass of sheeny curlicue ringlets all over her head. She was wearing a teddy made out of fishnet material and lined with leather. The outfit revealed pert nipples and was highly cut, showing the smooth skin of her bikini area. Evelyn wondered whether the woman was completely shaved or not. The woman, thigh high spike heeled leather boots approached her. 

Evelyn's heart beat faster. This woman was breathtaking. From a distance she was a woman of mystery, but up close she immediately knew who she was. Evelyn licked her lips, yet didn't speak her name. The woman smiled at her knowingly, grabbing her wrist and leading her out to the floor. Evelyn found herself lost in the moment she let Jerusalem lead her as the danced bodies pressed close hands roving over soft curves. She liked this feeling this closeness of their bodies, the feel of the latex on her skin followed so closely by the heat of Jerusalem's body permeating the fabric.

As the woman's hand found it's way up the hem of her skirt grabbing a handful of bare ass Evelyn tangled both of her hands and looked at her face for just a brief moment before closing the space between them and biting her lower lip. She nibbled gently for a moment then there was nothing but lips and tongues, stroking licking and caressing. It had been a long time since Evelyn had been this close to anybody barring of course the impromptu fuck in the sauna. She had forgotten about the simple pleasure of a caress, skin to skin contact, just plain old touching. Having gone without for so long her body was experiencing what felt like some sort of sensory over load and making demands she wasn't ready to have met right here in front of god and a roomful of strangers. She had to break the kiss to regain her focus and even then she could hardly maintain control and control is just what she wanted. 

They walked off the dance floor with Evelyn leading the way and holding Jerusalem by the hand as they made their way through the pulsating crowd of gyrating bodies. There were rooms off the main area of the club and as they passed a quick glance told Evie that the rooms were for all literally fuck rooms. Their were sex toys and lube on low tables and of course latex. Particularly in the form of condoms and gloves and the. She guessed their was no safer way to have sex with a perfect stranger that you might happen to meet but the mere thought of using the toys and lying on the mattresses that were covered with rubber sheets made her flesh crawl. There was probably enough collective DNA in those rooms to start a nation. They moved past the rooms that surrounded 3 of the four walls. Evie wasn't sure were they were going but she was sure of where they weren't. They ended up heading toward the door but before they could leave Jerusalem pulled her hand out of Evelyn's grasp. Evelyn barely had time to turn and see the woman disappearing into the pulsating sea of bodies surrounding them. 

Before she could decide whether to be amused or annoyed at this little cat and mouse game Jerusalem reemerged, she had donned a full length leather swing coat that stopped only an inch shy of the ground. Had she been barefoot the garment would have dragged along the floor. Evelyn could tell just by looking that the coat had been handcrafted specifically for the woman wearing it was tailored to fitting against every curve. The hook and eye closures were only along her midsection leaving the top open to reveal a delicate collarbone and more than a hint of cleavage. Because the closures ended just as her torso curved into her hips there was an enticing little view of her leather covered pussy and just a hint of the fishnet material that made up the rest of her outfit. Jerusalem slipped her hand back into Evelyn's but instead of following, she all but dragged her employer out of the tinted door. 

Evie felt a brief moment of guilt for leaving Donnie without so much as a goodbye, but then she got over it, hell he probably wouldn't even notice she was gone and she sure as hell hoped he didn't see who she'd left with. Her mind snapped back to the situation at hand she hadn't been paying attention so she wasn't quite sure where the silver Bently that glided up to the curb had come from, nor was she familiar with the man little brown uniformed man that had emerged from the car to open the doors for them. Before the driver could get to the door Jerusalem spoke to the man rapid pidgin that was clearly something she was comfortable with, she spoke it as well as any native as far as Evie could tell. The driver tipped his hat and headed away handing Jerusalem the keys before doing so. He didn't seem at all wary of handing over the keys to a car that had cost a small fortune. Evelyn was a little less reserved. 

"You can't just drive one of Garner's cars, what if you wreck it or something, or he might think it's stolen or...." 

Jerusalem opened the driver's door and smiled at Evelyn across the sleek silver paint on the vehicle. 

"Who said anything about this being Garner's car?" 

"Whose else would it be?" 

"Mine." 

With that the Jerusalem got into the car and waited for Evelyn to do the same. The air conditioner was already going full blast and there was some light jazz whispering from the speakers. Evelyn wanted to ask where the car had come from but before she could open her mouth Jerusalem spoke. 

"Have you ever been in control of something so powerful?" 

The car was going faster than it should but Evelyn barely noticed because the tires glided so smoothly over the road and the engine was so very quiet. Jerusalem didn't take her eyes off the road, pressing her foot more firmly against the pedal she accelerated pushing only slightly. The car hit 90 and still she went faster.† The 550 horse power engine could do 0-110 in less than a minute and she was planning to go as fast as she could because come hell or high water she was going to spin out of control before the night was through. Evelyn had noticed the catch in the woman's voice when she'd asked about power and being in control, she knew it had been a deeper question than it would seem. 

She was no fool and she could understand the struggle Jerusalem must be going through as far as any sort of submission was concerned but she could sense something more to the question. She also noticed the ever increasing speed of the car, she wasn't so concerned about the latter because it seemed that Jerusalem was in complete control of the car even as it raced down the street. Besides there was something so fucking hot about watching her maneuver the car like it was second nature a beautiful display of grace and fluid motion. 

Evelyn didn't speak to fill up the silence but she was thinking that much was clear, Jerusalem kept the speed steady not choosing to go any faster but not slowing down either. Neither woman spoke as they headed away from everything that had become familiar to Evelyn in the past few days, she wondered where they were going but didn't bother asking, somehow she didn't need too, plus she'd always been a sucker for a surprise ending so why ruin the fun. She simply watched the woman in the driver's seat and contemplated her own arousal mixed with an ever increasing amount of confusion. 

They drove for a quarter of an hour more and ended up at a beautiful beachfront mansion. The Old West Indian charm and Gauguin-inspired Tahitian architecture took Evie's breath away as the house stood like a lonely sentinel on what had to be miles of private beach. The backdrop was a beautiful cliff face and the landscaping and greenery told her that the house and grounds were well cared for but still the house looked dark and unused. Jerusalem had keys to the house and she clearly knew her way around, Evelyn would have loved to flip on the lights and study every room because even in the dark with only moonlight and stars to guide them she could tell that the interior design would be breathtaking. 

She followed the shadow of Jerusalem through a few rooms before they ended up at a sliding glass door that lead to the back of the house. Evelyn felt like she was suffocating slowly because once again the view of a cascading waterfall falling down into a pool of dark water took her breath away. As they exited the house and moved closer she saw that steps had been carved into the actual stone and the pool itself had been hollowed out of the same rock. It was a manmade wonder but couldn't have been more beautiful if it had been formed by the hand of god. She looked at the woman standing beside her, she was still wearing that damn leather jacket which somehow made Evelyn suddenly conscious of how hot and sticky her own outfit felt in the humidity. She wanted nothing more than to take off all her clothes and let the cool refreshing water was over her skin. 

She stepped in front of Jerusalem staring into the woman's eyes as she undid the closures on the coat. She was still looking into the woman's eyes as she slid the garment off of her shoulders then went on to remove the rest of her scanty outfit. There was none of the rush that had been such a big part of their first encounter. She ran her hands all over the long lean frame of Jerusalem's body appreciating the smooth skin and full curve, she also listened. Listened to the way running just the tip of her finger over the woman's dark nipple made her gasp, she listened to the deepening of breath as she cupped the woman's full ass and pressed their bodies together, she felt Jerusalem tremble when she caressed her. 


E & J Ch. 02



Jerusalem pulled Evelyn closer hardly remembering why she wanted to fight this woman off so bad, no one had ever spent so much time just touching her. Before she'd lost her virginity she'd touched herself in anticipation so she'd know exactly what made her moan. Like a dancer she wanted to learn the exact movements so she execute them without flaw but moreover so she could teach her lovers those same steps, but Evelyn was learning all on her own. Jerusalem had forgotten about the simple pleasure of skin on skin and the sweetness of a caress. She couldn't help but close her eyes as the woman traced the paths her hands had just taken with her tongue. Now it was more than just the appreciation for the caress that had her moaning and pressing the woman lower. 

Evelyn ran her tongue along the smooth plain of the woman's stomach and then lower still to her wet hot center. Pressing her tongue into Jerusalem she swirled it against her inner walls tasting her from the inside out while the woman moved her hips and moaned. The sound of Jerusalem's moans right up against the sound of rushing water was more erotic than words could fully describe and the way the woman's hips rose and fell as Evelyn tasted, and teased her let Evie know just what it was like to be in control of something so very powerful. 

Moaning and trembling beneath the Tahitian moon Jerusalem sank to her knees in front of the woman who'd just made her come. She leaned in and kissed her own flavor off of Evelyn's full, slightly parted lips. Then her lips moved to Evie's neck, and lower to the swell of her breasts beneath the smooth black fabric. She sucked each nipple hard running her tongue over the hardness. When she pulled back there were impressions on the from the pressure of her lips pulling. She repeated the motion again as her hands ran up the lighter woman's inner thighs. She pulled away when she found that the woman had gone without panties. 

She smile before speaking "Oh I didn't know you were a freak Evie." 

Evelyn blushed but returned the smile, "Now you know." 

Then there was no more talking or laughing the two of them removed the dress and tossed it away from them then Jerusalem spread Evelyn's legs and fucked her hard and fast, there was no power struggle just then no roles no anything but this hot sweaty need that had them both enraptured. 

They lay on the ground sometime later covered in the white sand that covered the ground. They were looking into each other's eyes both wanting answers but both to afraid to ask the right questions. Unable to take the silent contemplation and the closeness that was beginning to unsettle her, Jerusalem grabbed Evelyn by the arm and they rose and ran toward the waterfall. 

The water fell in a sheet in front of them, they had walked directly though the water and behind I there was a sort of long stone bench carved there. A spray of cool water hit them as Jerusalem relaxed on the wet stone. The rushing water had washed the sand away and soaked their hair and skin. Evelyn settled herself on top of Jerusalem although the was plenty of space for them to lay side by side with room to spare. Her wet hair hung in ringlets as she hovered over the darker woman barely able to see her because the moon didn't reach them and the bright lights at the bottom of the pool weren't quite bright enough. 

"Why did you hate me?" 

Evelyn could see a smirk form on the darker woman's face, "Who says I still don't?" 

Evelyn's facial expression became stormy. This made Jerusalem laugh. Hurt, Evelyn flipped over on her back, her arms folded tightly across her chest. 

"See," Jerusalem said, now the one hovering over Evelyn, "That's your problem." 

"Oh I'm the one with the problem?" 

"Yeah, lighten up." 

Evelyn's mouth made a O shape as she stared up into the woman's eyes in disbelief, 

"You've been the one who won't even let me call you by your first name, and I need to 'lighten up'?" 

Jerusalem laughed again. Evelyn pushed the woman off of her and sat up, "According to you, I'm light enough already right?" 

"Evelyn..." Jerusalem touched her shoulder but Evelyn withdrew, "Did I say you could call me Evelyn? Ms. Masters to you..." 

Evelyn stood up and walked toward her clothes. 

"Where are you going? You don't even know where you are?" 

Jerusalem called to her as she watched her pick up her latex dress, which had been somewhat tangled upon itself, and stuck that way due to the moist humidity. 

"Fucking latex," Evelyn muttered under her breath. 

Jerusalem casually walked over to the woman and stood in front of her. Frustrated Evelyn threw the dress down and screamed. 

Jerusalem tried not to laugh this time, "What is wrong with you?" 

"What's wrong with you?" Evelyn asked, her chest heaving, "All my life I've been taking shit for being half white. Or half black. Or whatever. How could you hate me because of it? Why'd you even work for me?" 

"It's a long story..." 

"How could you hate me yet want to fuck me? Just to play mind games?" Evelyn scoffed, "That's sick. I don't know who you think you are but it's not right to play with people's emotions." 

"I don't hate you." 

"Well you don't respect me." 

"Evie..." Jerusalem said with a softness that diffused Evelyn's anger. She took the girl by the wrist. "Come inside with me...we'll get you into some real clothes." 

Jerusalem had lead Evelyn through the mansion upstairs to a grand master bedroom, all white and bamboo. 

"This is heavenly," Evelyn said, once more losing her focus. 

She had tried so hard to stay angry. What was this enchanting house? Why had they come here? What was Jerusalem doing in a Bentley? She had been so overcome by lust that she didn't even ask the simplest of questions. But now, she was sobering up. 

Jerusalem sat on the foot of the bed while Evelyn looked around, "The closet is there, look through the drawers if you need underwear. I promise everything is brand new and never worn." 

Evelyn grimaced, "Whose place is this?" 

"Mine." 

Evelyn had a stunned look on her face as she tried to understand what was going on, but once again, no words were spoken. She just followed the slim curvy woman into a grand bathroom. They stepped into a huge shower, made of the same rock of the pool. 

"Divine," Evelyn whispered as she stepped inside. 

Jerusalem turned on the water which shot in a criss cross spray from multiple heads, and she looked Evelyn in the eye. 

Evelyn watched as the water slowly soaked through Jerusalem's seemingly water resistant hair, eventually making it heavy and hang past her shoulders in thick waves. Evelyn noticed tears in the woman's eyes as she stared at her. 

"Jerusalem..." 

Evelyn said softly, suddenly embracing the woman as the hot water hit their bodies. Jerusalem sobbed quietly while enveloped in Evelyn's embrace. Their heads were pressed together tightly as one woman tried to comfort the other. Jerusalem's shoulders shook as she held Evelyn back, encircling her waist. Evelyn's anger melted away. 

Finally she held Jerusalem's chin and asked, "What's wrong?" 

Jerusalem just shook her head. Their eyes locked for moments that seemed eternal, and then there was a kiss. The mood had changed from sadness and confusion to lust and wanting. Jerusalem's tongue played with Evie's as they sucked on each other's lips. They ran their hands over each other's moist supple bodies, lingering to caress or thumb a nipple here and there. They were moaning into each other's mouths, grasping each other tightly until Jerusalem began to ravage Evelyn's neck and collarbone, making the woman moan and grind her pussy against Jerusalem's body. 

Suddenly, Jerusalem had began to soap Evelyn up in a fragrant lather, brushing the rough loofah all over her soft and tender skin. All over her neck, shoulders, nipples and ass. They took turns kissing each other and cleaning one another. Once this was done, Jerusalem had led Evelyn to her huge and sprawling bed, laying her down. Evelyn had held her arms open like a child begging for her mother's embrace, and Jerusalem fell into them. She collapsed into Evelyn, kissing her and stroking her face. Evelyn's pussy was wet and spread open. She could feel the hotness of it against hers. She gasped. 

"I wanna fuck you so bad..." Jerusalem whispered into the girl's ear. Evelyn moaned and spread her legs wide, then wrapped them around the deep brown woman's hips. 

Jerusalem began to grind into Evelyn slowly, on top of her, fucking her like a man would missionary style. Their pussies ground against each other, producing a slick hot wetness against the friction of their skin. They both began to lose control as Jerusalem humped Evelyn. She began to move faster, Evelyn's hips bucking back to follow her lover's rhythm. Soon they had found it. Their clits were touching, the open folds and the tips rubbing against each other, hard and aroused, ready to please each other. 

Jerusalem moved faster and faster, gripping Jerusalem and gritting her teeth. This feeling was so intense. Evelyn had been pressing her fingernails into her back, crying out loud for dear life. Faster, harder, faster and then... 

They were both climaxing simultaneously, moaning into the open air, crying out for God. 

"Yessssssssss!" Evelyn screamed, tears streaming down her face. 

Jerusalem gasped as she shuddered through orgasm after orgasm, her eyes rolling back into her head. Soon they were a hot sweaty sticky mess again, negating any benefits the shower they had just taken gave them. 

"Ummm," Jerusalem said, kissing Evelyn on the forehead and stroking her hair before turning over on her back. 

Evelyn didn't know what was going on, but for some reason she had felt safe. She turned to face the woman who had made her cum the hardest she's ever cum in a long time. She just stared at Jerusalem's beautiful face as the woman lay staring up at the ceiling with a half lidded gaze. 

"You think I laugh at you..." Jerusalem said huskily and suddenly, "But I don't. You just make me laugh. You think I hate you, but I don't." She shook her head, "I just needed to have some control around you." 

"I don't understand," Evelyn murmured. 

"You just remind me of someone I once knew. Someone I really loved..." 

"Did she, did she hurt you?" 

"Yes," she chuckled. "Bad." 

"And you treated me bad because I remind you of her? How?" 

Jerusalem licked her lips tentatively and bit down on the bottom one before she turned to Evelyn and asked, "Your first name is Duchess isn't it?" 

Evelyn frowned, "How...how did you know?" 

A smile spread across Jerusalem's face, "Even now, the way your face is...you look so much like her...I can't believe I didn't figure it out sooner." 

Evelyn sat up, on the defensive once more. She hated being confused and out of control. And in a strange house, a strange bed with this strange girl, she was as confused as she could ever get. 

"I don't understand any of this Jerusalem. The house, the car, this woman you speak of..." She shook her head. "Is that why you found me?" 

"There's a lot you don't know," Jerusalem said caressing Evelyn's bare knee. "But a lot that I don't even understand..." 

"What don't I understand?" Evelyn searched the other woman's dark eyes, looking for answers but all she saw there was the confusion that she had spoken of only a moment before. 

"You don't even know who you are..." Jerusalem paused not knowing what else to say 

"Oh I know exactly who I am, what I don't know is why that bothers you." 

"No you don't understand..." 

"Yes I do, you think I don't know that you were her protégé? Or do you think I don't know that she looked at you as a daughter? Or maybe you think I don't know what it means to be Duchess? Why don't you tell me what it is that you think Miss Baptiste"

Jerusalem was more confused that ever, how is it that Evelyn knew who she was but she'd had no idea who Evelyn was until so very recently. She looked at the Duchess as family yet the woman apparently hadn't shared the same trust. Jerusalem had so many questions and on top of that she was angry. She'd spent holidays and such with the woman and had assumed that she had no family aside from that insufferable fool Phillip yet Evelyn was living breathing proof of the contrary. 

When Jerusalem didn't speak Evelyn did, she saw the range of emotions passing over the woman's face and she knew that now was the time to share what she could. 

"Duchess was my father's cousin, but really they were more like siblings. When the two of them were very young their parents went out sailing. There was rumors of a storm coming but the sky was so clear that they decided to go anyway. Mark, that was Duchesses father and my grandfather were both really good helmsmen, so they figured even if a storm started to build that they could still control the boat and get back to shore safely. They couldn't though the storm built to fast and they couldn't get back to shore. The boat slammed against the rocks and they were killed. My father was just 10 and Duchess was only 6. The only other family they had left were their grandparents and an uncle who was only 25 years old and not too keen on raising the children of his deceased siblings, so the kids ended up being raised by their grandparents. Which is why they were so close. 

When I was a little girl she used to visit us all the time and dote on me, my father was thrilled that we were so close, he'd get a kick out of it when people used to think I was her kid, and they would too whenever I'd go and visit her in the summertime. I suppose there's a little resemblance. "

Evie paused because Jerusalem had scoffed. "A little? Come off it if she'd been black or even a little darker the two of you would be almost identical. 

Evelyn laughed out loud "What do you mean if she'd been black? She was black." 

"No she was not either" 

"Yes she was J, her grandfather was a black man. Just because she was fair didn't mean she wasn't black, you might have realized that if you weren't so damned color struck." 

Jerusalem's mouth hung open for a moment, she closed it but then opened it right back up to speak. 

"Why didn't she tell me?" 

"Why did you feel that she had to?" 

"I'm not color-struck" 

Jerusalem said by way of response. Evelyn didn't know whether the girls response was a delayed reply to what she herself had said earlier or if she just wanted to say those words out loud to convince herself. 

"I'm just proud to be black." She went on 

Evelyn cut her off angrily 

"No you're proud to be dark, you lord that over people me being light doesn't make me any less of a black woman and you being dark doesn't make you any more of one. Besides its asinine to be talking about you're proud to be black." 

"See that's just what I mean you're half black and you're not proud about it. I bet if you had your way you'd be a white woman." Jerusalem cut in, her voice was just as angry and tight. 

"That's not what I said, I said I'm not proud to be black, it was no accomplishment, I was born black just like I was born with dark hair. Should I walk around talking about I'm proud to be dark haired?" 

"It's not the same." Jerusalem was practically shouting. 

"It is the same and lower your damn voice." "This is my house..." 

"That may be" Evelyn said raising her hand to halt whatever else the woman had been about to say "But you will not scream at me. Now like I was saying it's exactly the same. I'm not proud to be black, I'm unashamed of my blackness which is totally different. Overcoming adversity, and doing well that makes me proud, breaking down racial stereotypes and triumphing that makes me proud, being a young black woman with success in the business world that makes me proud. Having been blessed to be black just by virtue of genetics that's not really something I can waste my sense of pride on, and you shouldn't either." 

Jerusalem was silent for a time and when she spoke there was no anger in voice. 

"Maybe you're right, maybe...but that's not the issue right now. What happened with Duchess? How come she never even mentioned you?" 

"Lets see where was I? Oh yeah... when I would go to visit I'd spend the whole summer with her in Europe, at the time she dealt in antiques and such and she would take me out to look for pieces with her. I had to be the only 8 year old around who could tell the difference between and a seventeenth century wardrobe and a nineteenth century one. By the time I was 12 I wanted to be just like her, she was really something, even before she became so wildly successful and powerful she had a way about her that made her seem as such. It wasn't really shocking when her name became a household name, but it was weird for me because we obviously shared a name. 

That's when I had people start calling me by my middle name instead. Anyway when I was about 15 or so my Great Grandfather passed away and there was some bad blood between Duchess and my father, he never would explain to me what had happened but he cut ties with her and I was forced to as well. I think the issue was something about grandfather's will or funeral but I'm not really sure because at that age I was to self absorbed to care. 

Anyway once I got older I would sneak away to see her but my father found out and threatened to disown me. I didn't even care about that mostly because I thought he was bluffing I mean I'd always been a daddy's girl and gotten my way so for him to deny me was so foreign. When Duchess found out about his threat she told me that as much as it would hurt I had to follow my father's wishes. I didn't understand or more likely I just didn't stop to think. 

`I told her I didn't care if my father disowned me and stuff and he would never do it anyhow. She told me that my father was a very stubborn and prideful man and if he said he'd do it then he would, I was crying and having a bitch fit and I said I didn't eve care. She slapped me it was the only time she'd ever hit me and I was stunned. I ran out and that was the last time I saw her in person. 

I would try to contact her and she'd ignore me I eventually just gave up. She'd send me letters but when I replied she'd send them back unopened, she wrote me all about you, and at first I was so jealous I couldn't see straight, to me it was like she was replacing me with another young girl but as time went on I came to realize she needed you and you as strong as you were, you needed her too and I just didn't have it in me to resent her or you. 

Besides knowing me like she did she would constantly write that she wasn't replacing me but I had to understand how important family was, and she would never forget that we were family nor should I. I always hoped I would work for her and I was envious of the fact that you did so every day but no longer hurt by the bond she'd formed with you. When she died I couldn't even go to the funeral. I couldn't see them put her in the ground. I didn't find out until much later that she had left me her legacy. I guess she never mentioned me because the loss had been so quick and hurtful, I mean she was like a second mother to me and I know the break had to hurt more for her than it did me. Not only had she lost me, she'd lost her "brother" too. 

But I knew who you were the second you walked through the door and to tell you the truth I wanted to send you packing just to be petty I mean here was my chance to stick it to you, but she loved you like her own child and I couldn't dishonor her like that, still I was hoping that your skills would at least be suckish, even when I knew from the way she went on about you that you were good. I hoped she was exaggerating so I could at least send you away without the least bit of guilt. The fact that you were as good as she'd said upset me having to hire you upset me but I did it for her, then you were a total fucking bitch so I was like okay now I can fire her but that hardly seemed plausible after you landed a huge account. Plus there was the business of my attraction to you, would I be firing you because of that and just using your attitude as an excuse...I wasn't sure. So I admit that I haven't been entirely fair to you but...." 




E & J Ch. 02



Jerusalem broke in to comment 

"Hell you put up with more shit than I would have, and for the record I had no idea who you were I heard your name in passing being as good as Duchess. If only they knew right? After I heard that I had to find you. Losing her was like losing the center of my world." 

"Yeah I know what you mean." Evelyn said 

"Why did she do it?" Jerusalem's voice was barely above a whisper, as she looked into 

Evelyn's eyes. Her own eyes were tearing up and as much as she wanted not to cry she couldn't stop the salty tears from falling. 

"I don't know, I just don't know" Evelyn said letting her own tears fall. 

They fell asleep that holding each other and crying sharing the same pain filtered through different lives and reflecting back upon itself like the colored glass of a kaleidoscope. When Evelyn awoke in Jerusalem's arms the night before rushed back to her before she even had a chance to open her eyes, she knew they'd formed some kind of bond that went beyond the physical attraction but she wasn't sure exactly what the bond was. She separated herself from the sleeping woman without disturbing her slumber then made her way to the closet. Everything in it was indeed new and unworn however it was far to formal plus all the clothes were in Jerusalem's size, Evelyn was by no means out of shape, and while she was just as tall as the woman she was not nearly as lean. Her curves were full and lush with none of the angled planes that graced the dark beauty. 

Abandoning the closet she opened the drawers of the dress quietly and searched through them she found a pair of soft low rise jeans and a bright yellow tank top with an off-center red flower bursting in full bloom on the front of it. She smiled as she held up the jeans and found herself imagining how they look on Jerusalem. Hanging off her slim hips just a little too big but cupping her full ass. The jeans had a hole in the left knee a worn spot on the right thigh and as she would later discover a tear just under the curve of her ass on the right side. Kids today paid 50 bucks or more for a pair of brand new jeans that looked like this but she'd be willing to bet that Jerusalem had simply worn the pants out or stressed them this way on her own. 

Heading into the bathroom she was thankful for the expensive whisper quiet water system. She didn't want to disturb Jerusalem plus she had some thinking to do. After a quick shower moisturized then donned the clothes she'd borrowed. She hadn't borrowed any panties and she was without a bra, her nipples were little visible points against the fabric of the shirt but there wasn't much she could do about it, plus it's not like she was really going anywhere. She pulled on the jeans next, it was then that she noticed the tear under her ass. She laughed looking in the mirror at her behind. She wouldn't have worn these like this at home or even thought to put them on if she'd noticed but she had to admit the little hint of skin was sexy. 

She looked for a brush and found one quickly enough along with some much needed hair grease. She brushed her still damp hair after smoothing the fragrant product through her curls and onto her scalp. Bushing her hair hardly made a difference thanks to the constant humidity but at there was nothing she could do about that just now. Unable to find a tooth brush or even toothpaste she was forced to sip some mouth wash and rinse the stench of sleep from her breath. After that was done she walked out of the bathroom and through the bedroom. She was tempted to explore the house but didn't instead she walked out to the back barefoot, the sun hadn't been up long enough to make the sand unbearably hot so she was content to stroll along the beach instead of walking parallel with the ocean she walked toward it or the sound of it anyway. It was actually much further away than she had realized but when she reached the water's edge she was glad. It was more beautiful than words could describe. 

There was something awe inspiring about the ocean and the clouds and the endless horizon, all of it so gentle yet so powerful. She sat at the water's edge the water creeping up to tease her toes before retreating like a playful puppy, and she thought, she thought about everything and nothing at all and didn't realize how much time had passed until she became aware the sun's caress was growing oppressive and hot instead of being soothing and gentle ass it had been two hours before. She walked back to the house thinking she'd go and relax in the climate controlled interior but as she neared the pool area she saw Jerusalem was doing laps. Her smooth naked brown body, slicing through the water like a knife. 

The woman didn't know she was being watched, and so she continued to swim while Evelyn stripped and walked down the stone stairs and into the cool soothing water. When Jerusalem was within range Evie, ran her hand along the girls wet back as she swam past. Jerusalem righted herself in the standing and pressing Evie back against the smooth stone. She kissed her then and embraced her with one hand. The other hand glided through the water and between Evelyn's thighs. She pressed her long slim fingers into the woman and Evelyn spread her legs and wrapped then around them around the girls hips bracing herself against the wall. Her hips moved in perfect rhythm with Jerusalem's hand, the girls thumb was grazing her clit driving her absolutely crazy. She was being teased stretched and kept on the very edge of coming she was moaning "please, please, please" she was moaning in the girl's ear. "Please what?" Jerusalem teased in a low growl. Evelyn didn't respond and the motion of Jerusalem's hand stopped "Please what?" she asked again." this time her voice was softer and she was looking into Evelyn's eyes. 

"Damn it, are you going to make me beg?" Evelyn snapped 

"I don't want you to beg now...I just want you to tell me what it is that you want." 

"I want to come, J I want to ride your fingers until I come all over them, then I want..." 

She didn't get the chance to go on all of a sudden Jerusalem was fucking her hard and fast and stroking her clit. She got exactly what she wanted, her body spasmed and she moaned over and over again panting the woman's name like a mantra. When she was spent she kept her legs wrapped around the woman and stared at her. Jerusalem was the first to speak. 

"Good morning." 

Evelyn laughed "Good morning" She replied. 

They shared a long sweet and lingering kiss. Evelyn's heart literally fluttered. She didn't think it could do that any more. 

When they broke apart she stared for a long time into Jerusalem's eyes. For some reason, she felt a pull towards this woman. It was more than sexual attraction. But did Jerusalem feel the same way? She didn't ponder that for too long at that moment. She was suddenly tasting the salt of Jerusalem's skin, her mouth swallowing as much of the woman's breast as possible while flicking the other nipple with her thumbnail. Jerusalem hissed and arched her back. She moaned and then grabbed Evelyn's face, sharing another long passionate kiss. 

Jerusalem deftly hopped out of the pool, her ass on bare stone, her thighs spread and her legs dangling in the water. She spread her pussy and played with her clit as Evelyn floated in front of her, holding on to the edge of the pool. Evelyn smiled as she moved in closer, her head between the woman's thighs. She kissed the soft skin of her inner thigh and began gently sucking it. Jerusalem ran her hands through Evelyn's hair. 

Evelyn began to tentatively lick the slit of the dark chocolate flavored pussy as Jerusalem cooed and moaned. Suddenly Evelyn's tongue found itself inside of her, tasting her, smelling her. The sound of the moaning of the woman she had so wanted to please along with the smell and the feel of her brought her back to the time she first had her in the sauna. It made her clit hard again. 

"Yes, eat my pussy Evie, please..." Jerusalem hissed. 

Evelyn pulled her tongue from Jerusalem's walls and began to flick her clit rapidly, alternating between hard sucking and rapid flicks. 

"Oh yes, shit...damn Evie, give it to me..." Jerusalem moaned leaning back on her elbows as Evelyn literally floated between her legs. 

As Jerusalem climaxed she almost found herself screaming something that she'd never said to another living soul. "I love you baby," were the words almost uttered. She didn't understand why. It couldn't possibly be true. Could it? 

Jerusalem had made she and Evie breakfast and after they'd eaten they made love again on her bed. Jerusalem just couldn't get enough of Evelyn, and it seemed the woman felt the same about her. Jerusalem awoke from her nap, realizing they had been out for a few hours. Evelyn still slept in her arms peacefully, and she found herself kissing her forehead. "Weird..." Jerusalem thought. "Why did I just do that?" Jerusalem never thought of herself as the romantic type. Still, she loved just holding Evie, her soft luscious curves, her downy like curly hair against her skin. It felt good just to touch someone and have them want to touch you back. 

Suddenly the annoying ruckus of a melodic ringtone destroyed the quiet. Evelyn jumped up immediately. It was her phone. She hopped out of the bed much to Jerusalem's dismay and found it among her things in a pile in the far end of the room near the closet. Evelyn crouched as she answered the phone, 

"Hello? Donnie? Oh my God D, I am so sorry. I know I should've called..." 

Jerusalem could hear Donnie's voice speaking loudly and rapidly on the phone. He had to be pissed off that Evelyn just disappeared on him for a whole two days without a word. 

"Oh Donnie, no you didn't call the police..." She laughed, "Come on. You're smarter than that, I know you noticed that someone else is not on the estate too?" 

Jerusalem saw a wide smile break across the beautiful woman's face. This made her feel warm and fuzzy inside. "So gay..." she scoffed at herself under her breath. 

"Exactly. She was there..." Evelyn said lowering her voice, "No, I don't exactly think it was a coincidence..." she said in a mocking voice, "I'm fine, in a good place Donnie. A really good place." She said pausing. "Listen, can we talk about this later I'm kind of busy....Oh. Oh really?" Evelyn looked up at Jerusalem with a concerned look on her face. "Okay, we'll be there in an hour." She hung up the phone. 

"We'll be where?" Jerusalem asked. 

"Garner Estate," Evelyn said as she stood up straight and began to gather up her things, "He says Garner has been asking about us and wants to see the presentation tomorrow afternoon before he leaves for Geneva on business." 

Jerusalem swung her long legs over the bed, "Geneva? Tomorrow? Why didn't Chloe tell me?" 

"I don't know, D says he hasn't seen her," she said running her hands through her hair, "Maybe she left. Look I'm going to take a quick shower and I suggest you do the same..." 

"Okay," Jerusalem smiled walking toward Evelyn who held her hands out defensively, giggling. 

"We'll never get anywhere if we do this shower thing together. And you know we gotta get this presentation going so we can get this account. I mean," Evelyn shrugged, "That's the whole point right? I know you're cool with Garner but it's not like we can phone this in." 

Jerusalem smirked, Evelyn was so cute when she was all worried and ambitious. "Sure," She said, realizing that this whole trip was going to come to an end soon. It almost made her sad. Evelyn gave her a quick smile and disappeared into the bathroom. Jerusalem sighed and decided to head to one of the other bathrooms to clean up. It was fast approaching evening, and they had little time left to fine tune their presentation. 

As promised the two women arrived at the Garner estate in about an hour and headed straight to the guest house. Donnie was pacing in the large living room, he had their presentation plans and outlines strewn about the few low tables that sat in the middle of the floor. When the two women entered giggling and making eyes at each other he looked at them. Evie could tell he'd worked himself into a lather and he was about to have a total hissy fit. 

Donnie was in fine form, he bitched the two of them out for a good fifteen minutes before he lost his steam. The women were trying to control themselves but could barely contain their laughter. 

"Do you think this is funny? This is not funny damn it." He stomped his foot and went on. "This is serious, and do you know how worried I was he said ..." 

"Sorry "Dad" Evelyn said and Jerusalem laughed. 

"Do you think you could end this little sissy...uh I mean hissy fit now? Jerusalem asked him. Her voice full of unreleased laughter. I mean we'll take a rain check and you can bitch to your little heart's content, but now hadn't we ought to get down to business." 

"Oh according to boss lady ya'll already been getting down." He laughed then and began to lose some of his righteous indignation. He'd been worried as hell about Evelyn that was the real reason for all his complaining and grandstanding. 

"Oh when I saw you at the club that night it damn sure looked like you were about to get down right there, at least I had the decency to keep it private you ho." Evelyn told him with a laugh. 

He just sucked his teeth in response and Evie laughed again. "Let's go over this one last time guys." She told them seating herself on one of the large over stuffed throw pillows that surrounded the low tables. 

Jerusalem moved to sit across from her but she Evelyn shook her head causing a look of confusion to cross the younger woman's face. 

I'll never be able to focus if you sit there she told her." Jerusalem laughed and Donnie made a retching noise. "all that head give you a Hairball?" Evelyn asked him. 

"You should talk." 

"Actually" Jerusalem chimed in I'm almost completely..." 

Donnie pretended to faint and she stopped talking and all of them burst into laughter. 

"Okay divas seriously, we need to get started Donnie said breaking into the fun. 

And they did start, it took them three hours to go over the thirty-five minute presentation with a fine tooth comb and they all knew that they were ready, Jerusalem knew that Garner wasn't about to accept them simply on the basis of her relationship with his daughter, hell knowing him personally might even make things a little bit harder. Still she was confident in their collective skills and she knew they were as prepared as they would ever be. 

When they finished working Evelyn felt markedly tired, she knew it wasn't the three hours that she spent on business that had made her as such. She retired to her suite of rooms to relax while Donnie and Jerusalem gossiped, she knew her name would eventually come up but she also knew Jerusalem would keep her secrets. At least the multimillion dollar ones. She wasn't sure what to make of the last two days. The sex had been wonderful, phenomenal even. Okay so maybe she was biased because it had been so damn long but the shit had at the very least been good. She also knew that because they shared the same pains they'd formed some sort of bond but there was still no cause for the emotions she was starting to feel, or rather the emotions that she thought she was starting to feel, she couldn't even tell and now she was confused. 

Was this just an interlude? Maybe Jerusalem was her Tahiti, just a wonderful once in a lifetime experience that she'd never forget, or maybe it was much more than that. Too tired to try and sort things out Evie stripped of her borrowed clothes and quickly bound her wild hair into a braid, searching the dresser top for a ponytail holder to secure it. Then she stretched out across the bed in nothing but a pair of panties. She was hoping to fall into a deep untroubled sleep. She couldn't though her mind simply wouldn't be at rest. She was about to get up and rejoin her friends when the door to the room swung open. Evelyn was lying on her stomach with her head facing the door when Jerusalem came in. 

"Damn girl can't you knock?" She asked not moving. 

"Oh I could have but then I wouldn't have caught you like this." The woman replied approaching the bed. 

She ran her nails down the center of Evelyn's back following the line of her spine. She stopped just short of the startlingly white panties the woman wore. The little bit of fabric rode low on the hips and was unadorned except for the hot pink lettering across the ass, that said "HOTTIE". Jerusalem ran the nail of her index finger between the band of the underwear and Evelyn's warm skin. 

"You know I've always had sort of a panty fetish. 

Evelyn laughed. "How would I know that? I figured you had a thing for naked chicks, I haven't had on panties for the past two days." 

"Well maybe" Jerusalem paused letting the elastic band of the panties snap back against her friend's skin "I just have a thing for you." 

Before the Evelyn had a chance to think or even respond she felt Jerusalem's lips on her ass just next to the panties. The girl ran her tongue along the curve of honey colored ass made deeper and richer by the sun. She followed the line of the panties all the way to the woman's hip before lifting her head and angling her body so that she was lying on top of the woman. Jerusalem undid Evelyn's hair and ran her fingers through it loving the thick heavy feel of it. Her lips were right next to the woman's ear when she whispered. 

"Can I have it?" 

"What about Donnie?" 

"Donnie's gay, besides I don't want it from him." 

Evelyn giggled. "I meant we shouldn't because he's here." "I know what you meant, and he is not here, he went to the beach with Chloe. Apparently they're friends now." 

"Jealous?" Evelyn teased. 

"No are you, or do you only get upset when I befriend Donnie?" 

"I wasn't upset that you guys were friends, I was upset that you didn't like me ." Evelyn knew her comment sounded childish but it was to late to take it back now. 

"I liked you" Was the only thing Jerusalem said before rolling off of the woman. She stood and stripped before sitting on the edge of the bed. 

Her back was to the older woman and so Evelyn repositioned herself so that they were sitting side by side. Jerusalem pulled the woman onto her own lap and ran her hands up to cup her breasts. She held the weight of them in her hands as her lips grazed the back of her friend's neck. Evelyn was content to lose herself in the sensations the woman provided she arched her back as Jerusalem tugged on her hard nipples. She knew that this wasn't about to be mutual. She was about to get fucked and for the first time she was just fine with that. 

Jerusalem ran her hand down the woman's belly loving the feel of soft skin right up against muscle. She kept right on moving until her hand was pressed against the warm slightly damp fabric between the juncture of the woman's thighs. Evelyn pressed the her panty covered pussy into the palm of the younger woman's hand and moved her hips against the pressure. 

"You like that?" Jerusalem whispered as she cupped the woman in her hand squeezing rhythmically. 

Evelyn didn't respond but her breathing was getting deeper and just a little rougher. 

"I asked you a question." The younger woman spoke again, she was still whispering but her voice now carried an unmistakable edge. 

"You know I like it J." 

"Good." Jerusalem replied slipping her hand inside Evelyn's panties. Her pussy was already a little bit wet and so incredibly hot. Jerusalem spread the wetness up and down the woman's slit and over her clit. 

Every one of the girl's motions were hard and quick and Evelyn was so close to the edge she knew she was going to come very soon. It only took a few more quick strokes on her clit and she was spent but Jerusalem was by no means satisfied. She slipped her fingers into the woman, at first she only used two but within the space of a few moments she had added a third. Evelyn loved the feeling of being full especially when she was being fucked hard and fast. She could feel her inner walls stretching and spreading for the girl and once again she found herself hurtling into another climax. 




E & J Ch. 02



By the time the girl had finished the older woman was covered in sweat and her panties were soaking wet. After a few moments Evelyn moved off of Jerusalem's lap and lay on the bed just looking at her. Jerusalem had leaned over and kissed the woman, gently at first but then it was all tongues and wetness. She kissed the woman's lips and neck and shoulders. Then she moved to her breasts pressing them together and running her tongue over the hard brown nipples. Evelyn felt as if every nerve in her body was tingling as the girl teased her hard sensitive nipples. She almost wanted to cry when the girl moved lower kissing her abdomen and running her tongue into the hollow pool of her belly button. Then she wanted to scream as the girl began to eat her through the panties. Before Evelyn knew it, she was coming and her white panties were completely soaked. She squirted warm hot juice leaving a puddle on the bed. It was one of the most intense nastiest orgasms of her life. When Jerusalem had let up they were both gasping. 

"God, I'm so embarrassed," Evelyn said covering her face. She felt Jerusalem pull her hands away. 

"You don't have to be embarrassed with me..." 

Jerusalem leaned in for a kiss. This time it wasn't overtly sexual. It was sweet. Reassuring. Evelyn felt something in her respond to this as she pulled the woman down on top of her for an embrace. Jerusalem lay on top of Evelyn, kissing her neck and face tasting the salt of her skin as Evelyn murmured in pleasure beneath her. She hadn't had this much affection in so long and it was a surprise of what its source was. Rather than call Thau to help "clean up" their mess, Jerusalem helped Evie find some clean sheets in a linen closet. Evelyn giggled because Jerusalem walked around the house naked, not caring if Donnie or Thau would walk in and see her. She was extremely comfortable with her body. Evelyn had never been. She found this sexy. After they had made up her bed again Jerusalem finally began putting on her clothes. 

"What are you doing?" 

"I'd better get going. We need our rest. Right?" Jerusalem smiled. 

"Yeah, I know we've been fucking like bunnies and we should rest but..." Evelyn looked down as she sat on the bed, her knees pulled up to her chest. 

"But what?" Jerusalem had only managed to get on her shirt and panties. 

"I...I just want you to stay," she shrugged. "Stay with me tonight." 

"You mean you want me to, to just sleep with you in this bed and NOT touch you?" Jerusalem gave an incredulous look. 

"Well I want you to touch me. I want you to hold me." Jerusalem gave the woman a blank stare that said nothing. Suddenly Evie began to flush, 

"Forget it...it's, it's stupid. You know. I'm sorry I said anything." 

"It's not stupid Evie. I just...never thought you'd want that. Or anyone would..." 

"Well let's not turn it into a big thing..." Evelyn said, her defenses still up. 

"Okay fine. I guess a shower is not a 'big thing' is it?" 

Evelyn looked up to see Jerusalem's face, clear of any countenance that would make her doubt she was ever wrong for suggesting this. She took hold of Jerusalem's hand and Jerusalem swiftly pulled her off of the bed. 

"You're strong..." 

"I know." 

They both got into Evelyn's shower where they cleaned and caressed each other under the hot water's pressure. Evelyn managed to pin Jerusalem against a wall where she fingered her pussy and flicked her clit until she moaned into her mouth during a passionate kiss. Once they were clean they finally got into Evelyn's bed. Jerusalem held the smaller woman as they cuddled beneath the plush sheets. Evelyn fell asleep easily, feeling Jerusalem's breath on her neck all night long. She mouthed the words without realizing it as she drifted off, "My Tahiti..." * 

By the next afternoon the staff of Design & Conquer was ready for their presentation. They were all dressed professionally instead of the light and breezy attire they'd donned blissfully for days in the Tahitian humidity and heat. They had set up shop in one of the beautifully designed sitting rooms in Garner's house. They had the option of using a conference room but Evelyn decided that a long table that divided her staff and him wouldn't be the best idea. As they gave their presentation and showed their plans Jerusalem grinned inwardly. She liked seeing Evelyn work. "Wow. She really is the next Duchess..." She even had some of the original Duchess' drive and perfectionist tendencies. 

Jerusalem knew she could appear uptight sometimes but that was just an act. She let everything flow from her without worrying too much and this worked for her. Once they were done Garner looked around at the presenter's seeming somewhat satisfied with the presentation but not overly impressed. His assistant and the big wig people who'd be in charge of running his restaurant nearly oohed and aahed during every part, but in the end it would be Garner making the decision. He really didn't have to be apart of this right now and he could leave this up to other people he paid, but Garner liked to be involved in nearly everything he undertook, beginning from the smallest details. Plus, he had wanted to see what his daughter's friend was made of truly when it came to design. Chloe and others had described her as the second coming when it came to her talent. Garner stood, 

"Well, I'd like to thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to join me half way around the world, but I must be leaving on business oh..." he looked at his watch, "Right now. I really enjoyed your presentation Ms. Masters, Ms. Baptiste," He shook each woman's hand firmly until it came to Donnie, "Ms...oh I'm sorry. I keep forgetting, there's a man in Design & Conquer. You're Mr.... what was your name again?" 

Donnie gave his most convincing smile and said, "Mr. Mitchell. Donnie Mitchell." He shook Garner's hand. Evelyn laughed inwardly hoping that he wouldn't roll his eyes

. "Well, you all enjoy the rest of the island as long as you can, but if I agree with your plans I'll need you back in the states to work on this immediately." 

Jerusalem and Donnie both looked at their boss who said, "We plan on leaving tomorrow night Mr. Garner." 

"Excellent, I should be phoning you with my answer soon." 

And with that he and his entourage left the room. The two took Evie's lead and quietly packed up their things instead of chattering like school girls. Jerusalem and Donnie poked and played with each other, snickering all along. Evelyn gave them cautionary yet playful looks not wanting Garner or any of his associates to hear them all giggling like school girls. They all made way to the guest house and celebrated. Thau was kind enough to bring them some champagne and strawberries. 

Donnie initiated a toast, "To D&C!" They're flutes clanged together gently as Jerusalem giggled, giddy with champagne, 

"DC...funny." 

"What's so funny about that?" Donnie asked. 

"I keep thinking, 'Destiny's Child' for some reason." 

"Well I'm Beyonce," Donnie snapped his fingers, "So whatever..." 

"I'm the boss, so I'm Beyonce," Evie laughed. 

"You wish..." Donnie snickered. 

"Oh whatever..." 

As Evelyn and Donnie bantered back and forth Jerusalem watched the woman who had been her lover for the past few days. This trip was coming to an end soon. Did that mean that they would too? Finally Donnie announced that he was going to the spa one last time for a sea salt scrub and a rubdown. 

"I'll leave you two to your own devices..." 

"I'm sure we can figure out something to do..." Evelyn said. She walked over to Jerusalem who sat on a nearby chair, and sat on her lap.

She draped her arm around the woman and began kissing her ear, "You did good baby..." 

Jerusalem shuddered upon hearing herself be called 'baby'. 

"Did I?" 

"Yep." Evie giggled. 

Obviously the champagne had gone to her head. She let her hair loose and it draped down her shoulders. Then she began to kiss Jerusalem, nibbling on her bottom lip, exploring her tongue with her own. Jerusalem began to unbutton Evelyn's blouse, revealing a black lace demi-cut bra beneath. Her cleavage spilled over and it wasn't hard to find the girl's hardening nipples. 

Jerusalem began to suck on them gently as Evelyn held her close. 

"Oh shit..." Evelyn whimpered. The effect of the champagne made every little sensation and lick go straight to her pussy. She could feel her walls tightening in response, her tummy getting tighter, her clit harder. She was getting wet. As Jerusalem sucked on her titties, making slurping and sucking noises which turned her on even more, she reached up the woman's short tight skirt between her soft thighs. 

Jerusalem said between licks, "No panties huh?" 

"No panties." Evelyn responded as she moaned. 

"You're nast..." 

Evelyn moaned even louder, "Yes, I'm nasty for you J." 

"You're nasty for me? Hmm?" Jerusalem flicked the woman's nipple with her tongue. "Show me how nasty you are." "What do you want me to do..." 

"Get on top of this table so I can eat your nasty little pussy." 

Hearing this the woman moaned and slid on top of the table just as ordered. She lifted her skirt up over her hips and spread her thighs. 

"On your back. Now." 

Thoughts of their time in the sauna when Jerusalem had completely overtaken her and made her cum against her will ran through her head. She was even wetter than before. She spread her thighs in front of Jerusalem who began to slurp at the juices seeping from her slit. Evelyn groaned as the woman began to literally suck her pussy, everything from her lower lips to her hard protruding clit. 

"Ohhh shit..." Evelyn cried out. She knew she was close to cumming immediately. 

"Play with your nipples you slut." Jerusalem ordered. Evie obliged tweaking her own hard nipples as Jerusalem fucked her with her tongue. 

"I want you to make noise," Jerusalem ordered, "I want the whole damned island to know that I'm fucking you right. Don't I fuck you right?" 

"Yes baby..." Evelyn groaned and moaned, gasping and getting louder and louder, letting herself go as Jerusalem swirled her tongue over her hard clit, licking and flicking it. She couldn't believe how loud she was getting. She normally wasn't a screamer. She ripped her blouse and bra away from her skin because she felt so hot...so hot...literally burning up inside. She began to sweat and her hair frizzed as she arched her back on the table and squirmed. 

"God J. I'm gonna cummmm!" 

"Come on, come on baby..." 

Evelyn screamed bloody murder grabbing a fist full of the woman's hair as she rode her face, "Oh God!" it was the most intense orgasm she'd had with this woman yet. She had literally seen stars. 

Though she was super sensitive, but still Jerusalem wouldn't let up. "Owww, J. it's so sensitive..." 

Jerusalem still didn't let up. She held the woman's hips down as she began to intensely suck at her clit. This time Evelyn's screams were nothing short of instinctual. It felt so good that it hurt. She squirmed beneath her to pull away even though she didn't want to. But Jerusalem was strong. Soon any discomfort Evelyn had felt was replaced with mind shattering orgasms. The walls shook with her screams. 

When Jerusalem was finally through, Evelyn's skirt was soaked through, the table she lay on covered with sweat her cum. Evelyn couldn't even move. She lay panting on the table. Jerusalem let her rest for a minute, and then helped her up brought her into her bedroom where she lay the woman on the bed. Evelyn was blissfully nearing unconsciousness as Jerusalem undressed her and pulled the covers over her.

As she was about to leave the room to let Evelyn get her rest she heard, "Don't go..." Jerusalem turned around to see a longing look in Evelyn's eyes. 

"Get some rest. Okay? You need it sweetie." "But why are you going?" 

Jerusalem thought about this. Why was she going? 

"Didn't you know by now that you don't have to go?" 

Evelyn looked like a child, bundled up in covers with her head pressed to her pillow. 

"I know but..." 

"But what?" 

"I'm scared." Jerusalem said, tears forming in her eyes. 

"Of me?" 

"Of how you make me feel." 

Evelyn sat up, "Come here Jerusalem. Now." 

Jerusalem complied, climbing onto the bed next to Evelyn who immediately wrapped her arms around her, 

"Don't be scared." She whispered into Jerusalem's ear reassuringly. "I swear it'll be okay." 

Jerusalem let the woman hold her until Evelyn drifted off to sleep. Then she quietly slipped away back to her own quarters on the main estate. On her walk back she realized something. 

She was in love. This had never happened before. 

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E & J Ch. 03



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Evelyn sensed the other woman's absence even before she was fully awake, she was disappointed but not really surprised. She would have liked to have awakened with Jerusalem in her arms but somehow she was absolutely sure it would take more than words to assure the frightened little girl that hovered just below the surface of the confident woman. 

Still Evie couldn't help feeling a little bit cheap, she wasn't the type of woman to give herself to just anyone so she didn't particularly relish the feeling of her lover sneaking off in the middle of the night like she was some sleazy one night stand. Maybe things were different between two women, different rules and ways to play the game. She wasn't sure, it wasn't like she knew any other women who had paired off, and even if she had she still might not have known. After all she wasn't like that, so she'd have no reason to even inquire about the inner workings of such relationships. 

As Evelyn lay there thinking the sun rose over the island giving birth to a newborn morning, she was sad to be leaving it's beauty behind but had no regrets at least not yet, but she was beginning to wonder if maybe she should, after all she had never meant to redefine her sexuality or even to call it into question but now that she had she wondered what the results would be. 

Jerusalem had slept fitfully hovering in between dreams and reality, by the time the sun began to rise she was tired but couldn't force sleep to come. She got up frustrated with chasing rest and exhausted from pushing unwanted thoughts and images from her mind. As she began to pack for her return to the states she felt like shaking some sense into herself, how the hell could she be falling in love with Evelyn Masters? 

Maybe she had gotten heat stroke or some damn thing, or maybe this was the start of some kind of weird phase. Whatever it was she wasn't about to let it control her anymore, and she sure wasn't going to let some Island fling redefine who she was. The sex had been great and exciting but that was no reason to go overboard, and once she got it together enough to explain it to herself she'd definitely make sure Evie...Evelyn understood too. 

Breakfast was a tense affair though Donnie couldn't quite put his finger on why. Evelyn was running hot and cold and hovering on the edge of distraction and Jerusalem seemed tired, on edge and just generally out of sorts. She hadn't been rude exactly she just seemed repressed somehow. He wondered if they'd been fighting, he sure hoped not he didn't want to spend the remainder of his time on the island making sure neither one of them came to bodily harm. Teki the man he'd met at the club, had invited Donnie to spend the day on some nude beach, and he wasn't inclined to refuse, just so he could referee some cat fight from hell. 

To avoid any impending sense of duty he hurried away as soon as he could with only the briefest of explanations and not a second to spare for any objections. He was finally about to have a little Island fun himself and nothing and nobody was going to stop him. 

When Donnie departed Evelyn made her way back to the guest house and into her room, she was a far to restless to be confined by its walls and eventually ended up on the outer terrace looking over the large expanse of Garner's lush estate She was more than a little upset that Donnie had left, she had hoped that they could talk for a while, and his absence felt like a personal abandonment. 

There was so much on her mind and even if he didn't have all of the answers , he would have at least been there to listen and offer some emotional support. She recognized that she was being petty and selfish in her anger, after all he wasn't her personal problem solver, and she had abandoned him for nearly two days without so much as a courtesy call, and now she was tripping because he wouldn't be at her beck and call for a few hours. 

What the hell kind of friend did that make her? Without fully realizing it Evelyn began to cry, tears of frustration, confusion and maybe a little bit of understanding rolled down her cheeks as she stared out over the horizon. As much as she wanted to believe it she just couldn't seem to convince herself that she was still the woman she'd always thought herself to be. She hadn't been tricked or fooled or even seduced into being with Jerusalem. She had in fact made the first move, albeit her intentions weren't completely motivated by the sexual attraction. 

Still the attraction had been one thing but as usual one thing had lead to another and then she'd found herself submitting to something brand new without hesitation. Plus on top of everything else there was the fact that Evelyn had always thought she was open minded when it came to people and sexuality, hell wasn't her very best friend in the whole wide world gay? Hadn't she marched with him in the pride parades as a show of support? Wasn't she the one always spouting off about inalienable human rights and basic civil rights for all people, not to mention the freedom to live without labels? 

So why was she tripping now that she'd slept with a woman? And why did everything in her want to rebel when one of those labels might be applied to her? Forget being in her backyard the issues were in her damn house and now she wasn't so sure she could handle them. If sleeping with women was fine by her then why did she feel guilty and ashamed? 

She was afraid to even think the word lesbian so would she ever be able to own it if it came to that? She hadn't thought too much about the result of meaning of her actions but now it was almost time to go home, and get back to her normal life, and she found herself with so many questions to answer, and so many answers to question. 

Jerusalem had retired to her rooms after breakfast and once again she had sought sleep, after a half hour of tossing and turning not to mention a fair amount of cussing she gave up on her date with the sandman and got up, her first inclination was to find Evelyn and somehow purge the woman from her system but she knew without trying that she wasn't going to be able to do so. 

That morning she had fully intended to talk to the other woman and break it off , that's what she'd always done when she wanted to end a relationship, without regret or remorse or even a second thought but when she'd walked out onto the patio that morning and seen Evelyn sitting there something had stopped her. Something about the was the older woman looked in the sunlight with the breeze slight breeze ruffling her hair had mad Jerusalem take pause, it wasn't a quickening of her heart or anything that romantic, it was lust plain and simple. The only thought left in the girl's head had been sweeping the array of food from the table and replacing it with Evelyn. She could almost hear the woman's moans and feel the heat of that sun kissed skin beneath her fingertips. 

Right then it had been so very easy to convince herself that the only thing between them was some hella good sex. Now Jerusalem was just a little uncertain and the little bit of doubt unsettled her. maybe she was just overreacting after all this influx of emotions could have been a side effect of learning the woman's heritage still Jerusalem thought it might be better to simply avoid the other woman for a spell. So instead she changed into a set of workout clothes before heading to the indoor workout center. There were definitely a lot of perks in knowing the uber rich. 

Jerusalem stepped off of the treadmill with her mind more at ease than it had been in many hours, she finally felt as if she could relax , there was a certain satisfaction that enveloped the body when it was physically spent, from a workout. She might have gone to her room and taken a quick nap if she hadn't begun to feel so hungry , instead of resting she took a quick shower and slipped into a brief tunic, before heading to the kitchen. 

Evelyn looked up as Jerusalem entered the room, she couldn't stop her eyes from taking the girl in from head to toe. She wore nothing more than a deep brown cotton tunic that barely brushed her thighs, the garment was simple and plain but Evelyn found it sexier than anything she could presently think of. She wanted to look away and deny the way her body responded to the girl's mere presence but somehow she just couldn't.

She'd been consciously avoiding Jerusalem all day by staying in her room, but the other woman's absence during the meal had seemed unfair somehow, Evelyn knew that once again such thinking was irrational she had considered not showing up herself but couldn't bring herself to be that impolite. Thau had called her and advised that lunch was ready and that he would be picking her up due to the high winds. 

She could think of no logical reason to refuse nor could she deny the fact that she was indeed hungry. So she had ended up dining alone for the most part although there was enough food to feed four or five people. Despite her earlier isolation dining in solitude made her lonely so she was happier than she herself wanted to admit that Jerusalem had shown up, and beyond the happiness there was something more, although she couldn't quite define what. 

"What are you doing in here?" Jerusalem asked breaking the silence of the room. 

"Eating" Evelyn replied as a smile played along the corners of her full lips. 

"I can see that." Jerusalem replied returning the hint of a smile and seating herself. "I meant what are you doing in the kitchen, why aren't you outside on the patio." 

Evelyn raised an eyebrow in question 

"Where have you been hiding all day? The wind is blowing like all hell broke loose out there." Jerusalem merely shrugged. 

"I was in the gym I didn't realize the trade winds were blowing. Wait did you walk over here?" She demanded sounding for all the world like a mother about to scold a naughty child. 

"Um no Thau picked me up." 

"Good." 

"What were you going to do if I did walk? Spank me?" The words left Evelyn's lips before she'd fully thought them out. 

Jerusalem would have laughed if the words didn't call such an enticing image to mind, but before she could speak on the image another thought interrupted. 

"What about Donnie? Did he get back from that private beach?" Jerusalem voiced the questions that had just crossed her mind. 

"I know he was giggling about some nude beach but I don't know if it was private, and no he's not back yet. I tried to call him a while ago but he didn't answer on his cell." 

"The nude beaches here are private, since the public beaches are topless or at least tops are an option the "nude beaches" are generally privately owned by resorts or homeowners. Some of the locals prefer complete nudity so they sort of crash the beaches without much trouble involved, the only thing is most of the nude beaches are hard to access on foot without having to walk miles and miles, so mostly they go on the little motor scooters and make a day trip out of it..." 

Jerusalem trailed off realizing she'd been trying tho distract the other woman's worry with her own rambling, but it hadn't even worked a little. She hadn't meant to worry Evelyn but she had. 

"I'm sure he's fine they probably left before the winds even started and went to hang out somewhere else..." 

Evelyn shrugged and attempted a smile. Jerusalem was probably right she just couldn't help but worry about Donnie it wasn't like him not to answer his phone and she didn't like the idea of him out there on some little scooter with the wind howling across the island. She didn't imagine that he was fool enough to actually ride in this weather but still she couldn't help her concern. 

Jerusalem didn't say so but she was worried too, she wanted to call Donnie right away but if he didn't answer she knew Evie might not be able to take it so instead finished eating praying that whatever he was doing he'd be able to pick up the phone when she did call. 

The two women went to Jerusalem's room to get her phone since Evelyn had forgotten hers in the guest house, she didn't particularly want to be in Jerusalem's room but her concern to find Donnie trumped all other emotions and besides it wasn't likely that they were going to fuck with Donnie MIA 

Donnie woke slowly, stretching his languid limbs he felt as though he'd been drugged but he knew his euphoria came from something a little more basic. It had been a long time since he'd felt this satisfied, longer than he cared to admit in fact. He just hadn't found anybody he clicked with , or where the attraction was really there, moreover he hadn't been able to find anyone who wanted more than casual sex, and the older he got the more he needed and wanted a companion and not just a playmate, but here none of that mattered the same way it did back home.

For now he was content with casual sex because he knew it wouldn't go beyond that, there was no chance for involvement or the pain that came along with it, or rather the pain that came along with the lack of a relationship where he'd been expecting one to bloom. 

Memories flooded his mind like rain and like rain they slipped through his grasp before he could hold them. It had been nearly 7 years since he'd lost Paul and he was just now beginning to understand that pain , even in his loss he had longed for somebody to comfort him and hold him like only a lover could, but his grief had proven to be too much and for years he'd tried to build his dreams on weak foundations, without ever really dealing with the dream that had died. 

He'd tried to replace Paul when he knew he never could and as a result he'd kept reliving the pain instead of living through it. It had Taken him three years to understand that and another two to find peace in the midst of his anguish , he still longed for a partner but he'd gotten beyond the point where he would frantically search them out with a fervent need. And now he'd turned another corner, without much thought or provocation, he'd been able to submit to pleasure with no expectation beyond having a good time. 

He wasn't about to fall into a promiscuous lifestyle or any such thing but it felt good to know that the desperation that had driven so many of his romantic actions was gone, or at least lying dormant for a while. 

Paul had been that soul mate, best friend, lover, and helpmeet that Donnie had always heard and read about. At 27 he hadn't thought he'd ever find that love then all of a sudden he'd met Paul at a book signing/ poetry reading and all of a sudden his life had begun. Paul had been a social worker who always brought his work home, he was sensitive and kind and compassionate, not cut out for working with abused women and children when you weren't supposed to get personally involved. 

He was still good at his job even though it hurt him in so many ways. Donnie was forever telling him about being objective but he never did convince him. Paul was stubborn right up to the day he died...maybe if he'd been less stubborn he would have still been here today...Donnie turned his thoughts away from that subject and line of thinking not willing to go there again. He'd lived through to many seasons of regret to keep on going back to that place. 

Teki propped himself up on his and stared at the man in his bed, he seemed to be in his own world, they hadn't even made it to the beach which was a surprise to him. He'd tried every trick he knew to get the dark good looking man to join him after they'd met at the club but Donnie had bolted like a skittish colt, even after they'd kissed and touched all night. Teki knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that the American had been aroused so he couldn't understand the mixed signals or his ultimate failure to entice the man. 

He'd planned to try again today, his seductions rarely failed and he didn't take defeat very well at all. His lean dark body and gentle, full features paired with his thick curling hair and perfect smile had always gotten him nearly everything he wanted from both a men or a women, so Donnie's refusal had intrigued him. When he'd picked the man up at the gates of the lavish estates he'd smiled to himself and decided to redouble his efforts and do anything it took, the American had claimed to be on business and Teki had doubted him but he knew of Garner, hell most of the Island knew about the man and his wealth and if Donnie had business with such a man did that not mean he was successful as well?

Teki was used to being kept by rich Americans and Europeans who vacationed on the Island but times had been hard of late and he needed a new keeper perhaps this tall dark business man was the answer to his prayers. He hoped so he dreaded the gardener's work he had to do in between affairs. 

They'd ridden off on his Vespa with Donnie gripping his waist and pressing his muscled chest against Teki's back. They'd stopped at a café so Teki could pick up food for what was to be their lunch, he'd planned on having a romantic little picnic on the beach with the sound of the sea splashing in the background and the sun shining on their naked skin, a little perhaps a little wine sipped from the bottle as there were no glasses to be had, then light kissing, a few secret caresses...then back to his place or maybe they'd find a secluded alcove on the beach. 

He'd been happy with his plan and suspected it would work, it had never failed him before. But once he'd gotten the food and packed it away in his bag Donnie had seemed more interested in finding out where Teki lived than visiting any beach, and just like that they'd ended up back at his place. 

Donnie had been just as surprised as his new friend when he'd simply invited himself over, it had been a spontaneous thing, more of a passing thought spoken aloud than anything else. He'd figured they would have the whole day to visit the beach but he was charmed by the younger man and wanted a chance to spend some time alone with him, not to mention the fact that while the idea of the beach was fabulous the actual humidity and heat didn't appeal much to the city boy in Donnie. It was one thing to imagine being there it was another to actually bear the heat and crowds that went along with beaches of any kind. 

Teki's house was quaint to say the least, it had belonged to his father and his grandfather before that, it was a strong structure built to withstand the high winds of the island, but it wasn't at all grand, the land was in worth more than the house that stood on it, especially since the island had grown into such a tourist hot spot. The house had only two bedrooms and a small living room and an even smaller kitchen. The indoor plumbing had been added later so the bathroom was a sort of addition to the house tacked onto the back in a somewhat haphazard fashion. The floors were all wood and easily swept free of dust and sand and there were many windows to keep the house cool. 

The interior was spotlessly clean and sparsely furnished but the furniture that was there seemed to be a bit to luxurious for the surroundings, all in all it was what designers were paid to achieve, a sort of expensive bohemian effect gave the place a sense of charm that was just short of passé. 

Donnie would have loved to know if Teki had put this all together himself or if the effect were somehow contrived, but he didn't ask instead he just took in his surroundings and tried to relax, now that he was here he was feeling a bit nervous it had been a while since he'd been on a date of any kind and he wasn't sure what to say or do. 

He tossed out the idea of talking business with the twenty something god like island boy, because he could just about picture himself boring the poor man to tears, with his talk of armoires and chifforobes, he wondered if they could talk about music but that might be something that would end up being moot, he wasn't that much of a yellow American as to imagine that his limited knowledge of music would mean anything to the man, and he simply didn't know any of the local music or musicians so any conversation on the subject would be short lived at best. 




E & J Ch. 03



He was still mulling through his own mind and was wrapped up in his inner monologue that he literally didn't notice Teki until the man's face hovered only inches away from his own. Dark brown eyes stood against lighter brown skin, his face was a smooth compilation of angles and curves, strong sharp cheekbones were softened by full soft lips, hovering above a square chin with just a hint of a dimple in it's center, as if God himself had tapped a single imperfection into the boy before sending him from heaven. 

Donnie felt his breath catch as those smooth full lips touched his own, the kiss was gentle at first, and Teki's lips felt incredibly soft and full against his mouth. The kiss deepened as they embraced caressing one another. When the boy pulled away Donnie was just a little bit dizzy, his arousal had been instant and now seemed to overpower him with it's insistent need. 

They made their way to the master bedroom, which was almost completely overtaken by a huge lush oak framed water bed. The bed was the only thing in the bedroom and they fell onto it legs intertwined, Teki didn't waste any time going after what he wanted, his actions weren't desperate just aggressive as hi slipped Donnie's shirt from his body, caressing the darker man's smooth well muscled chest. He bit the man's nipples a little harder than Donnie was used to but the combination of pain and arousal was thrilling. The moved down the man's body quickly, kissing his flat lightly rippled abdomen and running his tongue along the hair that began just below his belly button and trailed lower disappearing into the shorts that he wore. 

The shorts followed the shirt into a heap, leaving nothing between Donnie and nature. Teki paused only to remove his own clothes then moved down Donnie's body again, Donnie could only moan when he felt the boy's lips press lightly against the head of his dick, he could feel his own moisture sliding over the boy's lips just a moment before Teki opened his mouth and licked the very tip of the head. Donnie found his fingers winding in the boy's curly hair pushing him gently as the boy went down on him. He wanted to make this go on forever but as Teki's head moved up and down taking Donnie into his warm wet mouth, and letting his tongue circle the ridge of the head while gently probing the slit, the man knew he might not last. 

Teki had other plans, he enjoyed teasing Donnie and bringing the man almost to satisfaction then pulling back, slowing the motion of his head and easing the tight suction of his mouth. He liked having that power over men, the kind of power that could make them whimper like babies and beg him to give them release. This time was no different, the sense of power aroused him more than anything else and when he himself could no longer take it he began to deep throat the man letting the head of Donnie's dick hit the back of his throat with each downward thrust of his own head. 

Donnie would have sworn that he saw star when he finally found, his release he was a little embarrassed to have been so vocal but he quickly got over that. He wanted to return the favor his new friend had just granted him but Teki pushed his head away when he tried. Once again the boy had other ideas and Donnie was perfectly content to let him run the show. 

Donnie lay on his stomach as Teki spread his ass cheeks, the boy had disappeared for a moment and reappeared with a tube of KY jelly. He didn't hesitate getting Donnie lubed up and in position, the man was almost as excited as the boy. It had been so long since he'd been penetrated, he almost forgot the feeling. He remembered instantly went the head of the boy's cock spread him, Teki wasn't overly large but he was thick and it was his girth that spread the man and made him feel so deliciously full. 

Teki was more aggressive than he'd been at first driving himself into the man's ass with a hard fast rhythm that seemed to match the raging wind that could now be heard echoing through the house. Donnie was moaning right along with him, pushing back to meet each animalistic thrust. He'd grown hard again and the feel of his dick pressed against the silky bed covers moving with the motion of their bodies only intensified his feelings. He tightened his ass around then boy's shaft feeling waves of pleasure course through him. He loved being fucked and wanted his partner to feel just as much pleasure as he was. 

Teki pushed harder and faster losing himself in the feeling, finally collapsing when he'd spent himself inside the man. Donnie felt himself lose it as the boy's dick jumped and jerked inside of him, he moaned right along with Teki as they both climaxed. 

After laying there for sometime, resting front to back with the man Teki disengaged himself, and walked off to the kitchen. He'd stored the food in the refrigerator when they'd first arrived and he thought now would be as good a time as any for lunch. He came back the room bearing glasses, a bottle of wine, and sandwiches. Donnie smiled as he sat up, they ate, fucked, drank wine and finally they talked. 

It was many hours before Donnie realized how late it might be when he retrieved his cell phone from his bag that had been abandoned in the front he saw that it was 3:30pm and he'd missed 24 calls. He didn't bother with the voice mails he just dialed Jerusalem's number praying that nothing had happened to Evie. 

When the phone rang both women moved to answer it. It had been hours with no word from Donnie, despite the number of times they called. Evelyn grabbed the phone before Jerusalem could and almost collapsed with relief when she heard her friends voice on the other end. He'd been holed up in some bohemian love nest all day and was perfectly fine. She wanted to kill him. 

"Donnie, I was worried sick, I had no idea where you were or if you were safe..." 

She was about to ball him out when he pointedly reminded her that she had done the same thing to him only days ago. 

"Fine, you're right, I'm just glad you're okay. Anyway with all the heavy winds and stuff we won't be leaving tonight so don't even worry about rushing back now. Just call for a car when you're ready, unless you're friend owns one." 

They said their goodbyes and Donnie hung up. Evelyn shook her head in disbelief. Then smiled, at least he was finally getting some action. Jerusalem looked at her expectantly and laughed out loud when Evelyn filled her in. 

"Well you know how it can be when the sex is slammin." 

"Yeah I know." Evelyn replied without even thinking 

"Do you" 

Jerusalem asked as she stood and closed the space between them, while looking Evelyn right in the eye. 

Evelyn didn't say anything, she just stood there while Jerusalem closed in on her. She wanted to run, or at least she wanted to want to run but she didn't move. Jerusalem was within a breath of Evelyn's lips when she spoke again. 

"Do you?" 

She kissed the woman gently biting her bottom lip before moving away just a bit. 

"Do you?" She asked again before kissing the woman again, harder this time. 

"Yes." Evelyn's answer was barely more than a whisper breathed over the girl's lips. 

Mouths opened and tongues touched while hands roamed. Evelyn forgot her earlier inhibitions as she ran her hands up the back of Jerusalem's thighs before cupping the woman's ass and pulling her closer. They made their way to the bed undressing each other quickly wanting to be skin to skin. This time there was no teasing or newborn familiarity between them just need. Jerusalem straddled the smaller woman biting and sucking her nipples while she slipped her fingers between Evelyn's thighs and rubbed her clit. 

Evelyn moaned and arched her back liking the feel of being taken, Jerusalem felt the woman's wetness as she stroked downward massaging the lips of her pussy, before penetrating her first with one finger then two and finally a third while she continued to massage her clit, and suck her nipples. 

Evelyn felt her muscles spasm as waves her pleasure shot through her body she was moaning and moving her hips to match the rhythm of Jerusalem's hand. Even when she felt the woman climax Jerusalem kept the motion of her hand fast and steady she needed to be in control of this, needed to prove that all she felt was lust and nothing more. She liked the feel of the woman moving and moaning and sweating beneath her and the sense of power she felt with Evelyn literally under her control. 

Evie didn't know how much more she could take her body was trembling when Jerusalem pulled her hand away but instead of easing up Jerusalem moved down her body and rested her head between the woman's thighs. Her pussy was open and wet and hot, and her clit peeked out, swollen and throbbing. Evelyn nearly screamed when she felt Jerusalem's lips on her clit sucking gently, she grabbed the girl's hair not sure if she wanted to pull her away or hold her there. She felt so good it almost hurt and the girl seemed insatiable moving from her clit to tongue fuck her then back to her clit again. This time Evelyn did scream over and over again. Still Jerusalem wasn't done. The girl moved her head from between the woman's thighs and spoke, 

"Turn over, and get on your knees." It was more a demand than a request. 

"J, I can't take anymore...please...." 

"Oh I think you can. Now turn over and get on your knees, like a good girl, don't make me ask you again"

This time her voice carried the hint of a threat. although Evelyn wasn't quite sure what that threat was she turned over and positioned herself like she was about to take it doggy style. She wasn't sure what made her do it, but she did she was both excited and nervous excited as Jerusalem circled the bed and opened the side table drawer. She watched as the woman pulled out a long thick purple vibrator.

Jerusalem held the toy and smiled at the woman on the bed. She hadn't known she'd be having quite so much sex on the Island so she'd bought "Purple Rain" along for a little one on one fun but this was proving to be far more interesting. She positioned herself next to the woman on the bed, raising her hand she slapped Evelyn's ass hard enough to make her own hand sting. Evelyn made a sound that was a mix of a moan and a whimper, Jerusalem slapped her again as the ran the tip of the vibrator up the back of the woman's thigh. This time Evelyn definitely moaned. 

"Good" Jerusalem said. "Very good," 

then she nuzzled the head of the vibrator against the opening of Evelyn's pussy, and turned it to it's lowest setting. 

Evelyn felt the sensation all over her body like a thousand electric fingers tingling over the surface of her skin. 

"You want it?" Jerusalem asked her voice barely louder then the low buzz of the toy she held. 

"Yes." I'm going to make you beg." She paused "Will you beg me Evie?" She pushed the toy a little deeper and held it there. 

Evelyn didn't want to beg but the buzz of the toy just barely inside of her was sending waves of pleasure through the pit of her stomach but she wanted more than this pleasant sensation, it was level and she wanted dips and rolls. 

"Yes...I..." she paused not sure what Jerusalem wanted her to say 

"Don't you want it Evie?" Jerusalem taunted her free hand resting on the small of the woman's back preventing movement, as she increased the speed but held the vibrator in place refusing to go deeper. 

"Tell me" She said pulling the toy back slightly when Evelyn didn't respond. 

"Fuck me." Evelyn said through gritted teeth. Jerusalem eased the vibrator deeper. 

"Fuck me." 

Evelyn said again, this time Jerusalem moved the toy in and out for a few strokes holding it inside of her on the last stroke. Repositioning herself Jerusalem bent her head and ran her tongue along the crack of the woman's ass. Evelyn moaned as Jerusalem's tongue circled her ass hole, and the girl turned the vibrator up to it's highest volume. 

"Oh god." Evelyn moaned. "Fuck me J please, fuck me." 

This time she was truly begging not just saying the words Jerusalem wanted to hear. Jerusalem pressed her tongue against the woman's asshole penetrating the tight muscle. As she did just what the woman was begging her to do. Evelyn didn't know if she could stay conscious she had never felt so damn good. She was rubbing her own clit while Jerusalem fucked her pussy and tongued her ass. She had never had anybody touch her that way never even thought of it but now....just oh god. Her body trembled as sweat beaded on her skin and she arched her back driving her ass into the girls face and slamming her pussy against the vibrator. When she climaxed her legs collapsed and even as she lay on her stomach Jerusalem took her.

By the time Jerusalem had finally satisfied her need to completely dominate Evelyn's body the woman had damn near passed out but Jerusalem had something else in mind. She pulled the vibrator out of the woman's pussy with a wet pop and turned her over. Evelyn's eyes were glazed and she looked as well fucked as she felt. 

Jerusalem didn't say a word as she straddled the woman's face and rubbed her wet pussy against her lips. Jerusalem ground herself against the woman's lips, riding her face and moaning at the mere touch. 

Evelyn was a little surprised but caught on quick enough and opened her mouth to lick, suck and fuck the girl's wet aroused sex. She liked the taste feel and smell of Jerusalem's pussy being right in her face. Jerusalem was moaning non-stop now as Evelyn gripped her thighs and ate her pussy like it was the last meal the woman would ever have. Evelyn got wet sloppy and noisy and drove Jerusalem over the edge over and over again.

The girl was still trembling when Evelyn grabbed the vibrator that was resting on the bedcovers. She pressed it into Jerusalem's wet pussy and turned it to it's highest setting. She didn't tease or taunt the girl in the same manner that she'd been teased and taunted. Instead she fucked her hard and fast not letting up even a little. She wanted the girl to scream and tremble and know that she was the one who had made it so. 

She lowered her head fastening her lips to Jerusalem's swollen clit sucking while she flicked her tongue over the sensitive pearl of flesh. The roles had been reversed without intent but once again Evelyn was aware of the fact that she loved this sense of power. she moved her head back only for a moment to watch the girl. 

Jerusalem's eyes were closed her whole body tense with pleasure. She was panting and moaning and finally screaming with the pleasure of it all when Evelyn lowered her head and again licked and kissed the girl's most sensitive parts. When they were both spent they lay next to each other, together but each lost in their own thoughts. 

Now that the sex was over why did Jerusalem still want to hold and touch the woman? Why did she want to know about her life and her childhood and all that other shit that people in casual fuck buddy relationships didn't give a good God damn about? She had hoped to push this woman from her mind, and tie up the loose ends of her own emotions but each encounter only served to weave Evelyn more intricately into her life and her thoughts. 

Evelyn's mind was reeling in the aftermath, what the fuck? Why was it that the woman beside her had given her the best orgasms she'd ever had? What was it about this girl that broke down her resistance and made her forget who she was? Both her mind and her body pushed the woman away, she didn't want to leave and that fact had her pushing the girl away and denying the truths that were already tiptoeing on the edge of her thoughts. 

She couldn't leave the house with the winds and rains raging outside. She knew logically that the weather was just the result of a tropical storm but as she dressed and moved through the rooms of the vast house she couldn't help but feel as if the heavens were crying, and she couldn't stop her own tears from washing over the curved landscape of her cheeks, and splashing soundlessly to the ground. 

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E & J Ch. 04



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Jerusalem was back in the states and trying to get back to the woman she used to be. The woman who's mind wasn't constantly on Evelyn Masters. She wanted the woman out of her head and out of her heart, but no matter how often she tried to convince herself that all that was between them was a fierce mutual attraction she knew better. 

Still she was out to prove a point although she wasn't quite sure exactly what it was, all she knew was that she had lost something in Tahiti. Those last few unexpected days that had been added to their trip due to a tropical storm had made her realize that she had lost control of herself and her emotions. No matter how many times she'd vowed to stay away from Evelyn, she just couldn't seem to resist the woman's allure. That loss of control over her emotions and self control had left Jerusalem feeling vulnerable and weak and she wouldn't be those things, not again. 

The only time she'd dropped her defenses and let someone into her heart and allowed herself to both need and be needed she'd gotten her heart broken. Though she would never admit it she was too afraid of the hurt to embrace the other emotions that rolled through her body like a storm. So here she was trying to forget everything especially one Ms. Evelyn Masters 

She'd traded in her business suits for a low cut one piece shorts jumpsuit. The skin tight black fabric clung to every curve and was cut just in a dramatic V that stopped just above her belly button. She'd paired the outfit with a thick black leather belt adorned with silver studs. The belt rode low on her hips drawing the eye to their soft fullness. The outfit was made complete by the black leather thigh high boots that she wore. Her bold beautiful features and her stature alone would have been cause for more than a little bit of attention but the outfit and the extra inches the boots added to her height had people staring as she breezed through the doors of club Silk like she was a VIP. None of the status she had here had anything to do with money or position, but everything to do with the fact that she knew the bouncer who was actually an off duty cop, and his brother who was the owner of the club. 

Silk was always packed and jumpin, which meant there was always a line. Part of the draw was all the fine women that could be found inside. In addition to the patrons the club itself had a full staff of women bartenders waitresses and dancers. The first two levels of the club included girls who danced in the skimpiest of outfits but were never fully or even partially nude. The third level was for those patrons with a VIP pass, this level of the club appeared smaller than the bottom two levels only because the main room and bar were smaller and more intimate, this floor featured strippers and cage dancers who got completely naked. The waitresses and bartenders were topless and the bottoms consisted only of thongs and g strings. Most of the girls on the third floor could be "rented" out for 1500 dollars for every half hour they spent with a customer. 



The front part of the third floor was smaller because the back was laid out like a hotel with eight rooms. Four on either side of the hall. The rooms were fully equipped with beds and bathrooms and hot tubs. The rooms themselves also had to be paid for 200 dollars would buy you a half hour and as many watered down drinks as you could handle. Trevon, the club's owner made money hand over fist with that operation alone. Many of the cities high rollers could be found taking advantage of Silks special services, after all there was the opportunity to have the dirtiest raunchiest sex you wanted with any assortment of beautiful women (while there were only eight rooms available there were more than 20 girls on staff on the third floor.) With no possibility of being found out. Thanks to Trevon's brother who everyone called Deuce and some "donations" to the police department the things that went on in the back rooms of Silk were never brought to the light.

Jerusalem Could have gone up there and handpicked a woman to drive thoughts of Evie from her mind but she wasn't into being one trick among many, plus she'd never had to pay for sex and she sure as shit wasn't about to start now. She came through the doors ready to dance and looking for the woman she would take home tonight. She moved her hips to the beat of the music, she danced alone shaking her head at the men who tried to move in and dance all in her face and her space. Most of the men here had the same thug or wanna be thug mentality and didn't mind adhering to the typical but negative male posturing, that caused them to take the lyrics and flows of the rap and hip hops songs a little to seriously, She was drinking but not out to get drunk since the last thing she wanted was to be out of control. She took a break from the dance floor and the hot crush of sweaty bodies that packed the space and moved toward the bar, partially because she was thirsty and partially because she had spotted exactly what she was looking for. 

A short thick woman with skin like dark sweet fudge, who was looking sinfully delicious in a short tight deep green lycra dress that clung to her bountiful curves. Even standing here at a dark smoky bar in the middle of a city this woman's shape brought to mind homemade biscuits, black-eyed peas and southern fried chicken. Talk about soul food Jerusalem thought to herself as she passed the woman and settled herself on the opposite end of the bar. She'd been watching the woman for a few moments and in the time she'd seen her turn down at three dances from three different men. She always said no with a smile but the way she held herself and turned away from them without a second look made Jerusalem smile, the woman exuded confidence without coming off conceited. 



Jerusalem waited a few moments more, continuing to study the woman's face. It was all angles contrasting with the curvy roundness of her body. Her lips offered the only fullness on her face they were plump and luscious and painted a deep dark shade of burgundy. Her hair was a wild array of locs that fell to the middle of her back and her hair was a sandy brown color with hints of red instead of being black. Jerusalem motioned to the bar tender and sent locs a drink called purple passion, watching for the woman's reaction. At first she declined with a shake of her head, until the

bartender turned her own head and pointed directly at Jerusalem. The woman let her eyes rest on Jerusalem for a moment before accepting the drink. She licked her lips and mouthed the words thank you before lifting the glass to taste the liquid within. 

Before Locs had taken her second sip of the drink Jerusalem had made her way over to the woman. The woman turned to her and laid a pair of unsettelingly brown eyes her. Jerusalem looked the woman in the eyes before letting her gaze drop to the woman's sculpted thighs and 

smooth calves, she had already taken more than one look at the rest of the woman's figure but didn't mind letting her eyes linger all over her, before returning her gaze to her eyes. 

They stayed at the bar only long enough to finish their respective drinks before Jerusalem took the woman's hand and lead her out to the dance floor. The dance floor was a virtual free for all, hot sweaty bodies bumping, grinding and stimulating sex. The men took every liberty and the women offered no protest, seemingly enjoying the somewhat negative attention. Whether this was the case or not was another story altogether, and not really Jerusalem's concern. All she knew was that this atmosphere played in her favor. She wrapped her arms around the stranger's neck pulling the shorter woman closer and pressing her own body against those full supple curves. 

The woman responded by spreading her thighs and circling her hips as she ground her pussy against Jerusalem's thigh. Jerusalem couldn't hep but smile, Locs definitely had something on her mind. She pushed her thigh more firmly against the woman's sex and let her hands slide down to the ass that had her thinking about soul food and child bearing. 

"What's your name?" Even with her lips pressed against the woman's ear Jerusalem had to shout to be heard over the music. 

"Deeva" the woman replied, standing on her tip-toes to get closer to the taller woman's ear. Then she swirled her tongue into that same ear as she moved her hips just a little faster. 

Jerusalem smiled again wondering if the change of pace had to do with the switch from one song to another or if it had more to do with the wet spot she could feel against the naked skin of her thigh. She lowered her head slightly and spoke her own name to the woman. She felt the tips of Deeva's nails pressing into her shoulders as she dipped her hand slightly lower and pressed her 

fingers between the woman's ass cheeks, she could feel the outline of a lacy thong beneath the thin fabric of the tight dress. 

She wasn't excited exactly, she just got off on the fact that this beautiful total stranger wanted her bad enough to let her take liberties that should have gotten her slapped. Even with the girl in her arms the image of her boss flashed across her mind. Without meaning to she gripped the woman's 

ass a little tighter. She was everything Evelyn wasn't and right now all Jerusalem wanted was to drive the image of the fair woman from her mind body and soul. 

She took her hands off the woman and felt Deeva step back slightly there was question in the woman's eyes as she licked her lips. Jerusalem grabbed her hand and led the woman from the dance floor to the door. The stranger followed her willingly. She wasn't about to take this chick to 

her house or anywhere near where she lived. Instead she lead her to the car and headed toward a nearby hotel. While she was driving Deeva watched her with those startling eyes, and ran her 

hands over Jerusalem's's thigh trying to slip her manicured nails beneath the fabric of the tight shorts she was wearing. The girl's touch made Jerusalem feel slightly nauseous but she couldn't and wouldn't turn back now. She wasn't sure what the hell was up with her, she felt like she should at least be a little turned on by this fine voluptuous chick who was sitting right in her presence and had made it clear that she was down for wherever the night took them but other images of another woman filled her head no matter how she tried to push them away and force them back. She had to do this had something to prove and she wouldn't give in even though her heart wasn't in it. 

The constant thoughts of Evie both angered and scared her, she felt backed into a corner, choked by some invisible hand on her throat, she had to deal with this shit now before she went crazy. Before she knew what she was doing she had pulled of the highway and turned onto a quiet residential street. The clock in the car glowed telling her it was just a little before three o'clock in the morning. The street was quiet and seemingly deserted, all of it's residence tucked safely into bed. She pulled over to the side of the road and put the truck in park before snatching the keys from the ignition and opening the door. She saw worry and curiosity in Deeva's face when the interior light came on. Still she jumped out and went around to the back. She was only out of sight for a few moments and when she came even still when she tapped on the tinted window of the passenger side she could tell she had startled the woman. 

Deeva opened the door slowly, she'd managed to tuck her fear away and replace it with that down for whatever attitude, now she was just curious. A smile formed on her full lips when she spotted Jerusalem wearing a thick red strap on over the tight one piece jumpsuit. She was out of the car and on her knees before Jerusalem spoke a word.

The stranger's glossy lips seemed to glow in the street lights that graced every few feet of pavement out her in the suburbs. Her head bobbed and weaved as she deep throated the crimson shaft and Jerusalem could hear the wet slurping sound of the girl's saliva coating the cock, going at it like that shit was the real deal. She let the blow job go on for a few more moments loving the visual, then she tugged a handful of the soft locs on the woman's head. 



Deeva let the toy pop out of her mouth before she stood and let the tall dark beauty to lead her around to the front of the truck. Jerusalem pressed the willing woman against the hood of the truck feeling her shudder as her thighs touched the cool fiberglass. She would have like to stip the girl naked and right out here in the cool night air but she settled for yanking up her dress and exposing 

the smooth orbs of that firm juicy ass. 

There was a green lacy thong nestled between her ass cheeks and once again Jerusalem was loving the visual. She took a few moments to spank the woman and make her firm ass jiggle. Deeva moaned and squirmed against the hood of the car and then without warning Jerusalem grabbed the panties and ripped them clean off. Again the woman squirmed and moaned. 

Jerusalem wasted no time plunging a finger into the woman's pussy. It was hot wet sticky and oozing like a peach that had sat too long in the heat of the summer sun. Jerusalem slipped another finger between the woman's fat lips and moved her hand in hard rapid storkes. 

Deeva moaned louder her breathing ragged like she was already on the edge. 

Jerusalem smiled she was definitely aroused now and about to fuck the hell out of this chick. 

Taking her hand away she spread the woman's thighs just a little further and pressed the head of the cock against the pussy her fingers had just vacated. Deeva pushed her hips back begging for it with her body before opening her mouth and doing more of the same. 

"Come on tear that shit up..." 

Before the girl could say whatever else she had to say Jerusalem plunged into her pussy pressing herself against the woman's ass and circling her hips she took the woman hard and fast gripping her thigh with one had while she used the other to play with the girl's stiff slippery clit. 





"Fuck...fuck...fuck...hit that shit" Deeva almost screamed, matching Jerusalem's rapid rhythm as she pressed her hands flat against the hood of the truck and pushed her ass back trying to get it deeper and harder. 

Jerusalem fucked the girl until she fell limp against the car completely spent, panting sweating and still moaning just a little as the aftershocks of multiple orgasms rippled through her. 

Jerusalem was wet and aroused but as she pulled out of the girl with a wet sloppy pop she knew she didn't want Deeva to even try and touch her. She had gotten off on the whole raunchy public display even if there was no one there to watch, and she'd liked the control she'd felt over the woman and the situation but right now all she really wanted was to be alone. She let the intimate stranger rest wile she unstrapped and put away her toy then she got into the car without and said 

"Let's go" 

Barely even glancing at the woman. Deeva wanted to talk and ask questions that Jerusalem had no interest or intention of answering, she mostly evaded answers and did a little light but forced flirting until she had driven the short distance back to Silk. The parking lot was all but abandoned, only a few cars remained one of them belonged to the woman next to her. 

Deeva was slow to leave her new companion trying to linger around hoping that this wasn't just a one night stand. She wasn't looking for anything but some fabulous casual sex and maybe a little public sex once in a while, but Jerusalem barely even looked at her, making the girl glad she had lied about her name. She didn't even bother to ask for the tall dark beauty's number and Jerusalem didn't even pretend to want hers. 

She got out of the car slamming the door, she couldn't be mad at the woman for treating her like a ho , hell that's how she'd acted and the sex was hella good but she knew she didn't deserve this coldness and what she took as contempt. She may have acted easy, but she knew she was worth at least a smile and a goodbye. 

Jerusalem pulled off before the woman had walked the few paces to her own car, she wasn't trying to be a bitch and she knew she shouldn't have dismissed the woman in the manner that she'd done but she was to focused on what was going on in her mind to notice what was going on around her. 

The whole time she'd been taking the woman images of Evelyn had danced trough her head it was Evelyn on the car begging Jerusalem to fuck the shit out of her, was Evelyn on her knees deep throating the toy that would be in her only moments later. It was Evelyn that she wanted but in the end it wasn't Evelyn sitting next to her on the ride home, and for some reason all Jerusalem wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry. 

Evelyn sat in her dark bedroom, staring out the window into the night. She'd been home for a month now and for the first week she'd wanted to blame her sleeplessness on jet lag even though she knew that only lasted a few days. Now she knew there was something else disrupting her sleep and making her toss and turn all through the night. Well someone rather, she was almost glad that Jerusalem had been virtually ignoring her, it made it easier to blame the girl and be mad when all she really was, was hurt. 

She, Donnie, and, Jerusalem had been working long hours to get the Garner project underway, so Evie knew she should be tired and she was, but every time she closed her eyes she saw the face of the woman she didn't want to want. She was afraid of what her desire would make her and afraid of what she was pushing away. 

She told herself she couldn't be in love, and was almost convinced except for the ache in the middle of her chest that greeted her every morning, that exact same ache that had greeted her like an old friend in the days after Topher left her. But she'd known him for so long, they'd built a life together, how could Jerusalem have inspired the same feeling in her after only a week and some change? This had to be infatuation, and she wasn't about to change her life over some fierce sex and a little bit of emotion. 



She didn't even think of the fact that the time she'd invested in her fiancé had been a pitiful waste. And that as much as she thought she knew him she hadn't picked up on the fact that he was about to rob her blind and take off with her conniving back biting ex best- friend. She didn't let it cross her mind that she had been willing to trust that, when at times her heart and head told her better

no she wouldn't think of those things because they would confuse the issue even more. 

Then there were the thoughts she couldn't help like the way she wanted to hold Jerusalem, when she cried and when she didn't. Or the way the mere thought of the girl could bring a smile to her lips before she remembered not to smile, or the way that Jerusalem's eyes told her that she was the most beautiful woman in the room in just a glance. She couldn't forget those things or the way they made her feel, so here she was sitting up wondering where Jerusalem was emotionally and physically and how come she couldn't find the courage to ask. 

Donnie was the only one in the trio not trying to exorcize one of the women from his mind. But like the two of them her couldn't seem keep either of them from his thoughts. Evie hadn't told him where she was at emotionally but he could see she was hurting and he knew his friend well enough to guess why. He'd known she wouldn't be able to treat what happened between her and Jerusalem like some Tahitian treat, he'd known that even as he watched the affair unfold. He also knew that as open as Evelyn was to accepting other's she had to be struggling with her own sexual identity, he'd seen it and gone through it himself. He didn't necessarily think that his friend was suddenly gay or had been closeted for years but he knew that it was natural for people to question their sexuality even if the same sex experience had only been an aberration although in Evie's case he wasn't quite sure it was just a one time fluke. 




E & J Ch. 04



He hadn't thought about it before but now that he had been, he realized that in all the years that he'd known her she'd shied away from friendships with women with the exception of that lying backstabbing trick Sasha, who had ended up running off with Topher. It figures that the only female she did trust would turn out to be a true bitch, he'd wanted to slap the dog shit out of the woman when he'd heard how she'd done Evie. Topher had never fooled Donnie for even a moment, he hadn't liked that Negro from jump street although he'd tried for the sake of Evelyn and their friendship. 



He'd tried to tell her what he thought of the man a few times but when she wasn't trying to hear it he didn't stress it. He knew it would only cause a rift between him and one of his dearest friends. At the time he of course hadn't been working for her, hell D&C wasn't even a thought but he'd known her since college and had grown to be as close to her as a brother maybe closer considering that Evelyn and her own brother had a rocky relationship at best. He could have said I told you so, when Topher broke her pride and her heart but he hadn't which had only endeared him to her even more, he'd been there for her during the hardest time in her life just like she'd been there for him. He loved her and would have done anything for her so her hurting without him being able to ease the pain left him hurting too. 

He wanted to hate Jerusalem or at least dislike her because he knew she was the source of the pain his best friend was going through but he couldn't make himself dislike her. Although he didn't know her nearly as well he could see that she was fighting emotions and not just being a bitch That surprised him because she had gone out of her way to be a bitch in the beginning but he'd quickly learned that was just an act to hide the vulnerability that hung around her like a shroud. He hadn't understood in the least until he learned who Jerusalem was and how she'd known Duchess, it hadn't been his place to tell her secrets just like he hadn't told Evelyn's to her. Once she'd put the pieces together he hadn't denied it but he certainly hadn't lead her to the truth or at least he hadn't meant to. 

He wished the two of them would get over whatever issues they had and just try to be with one another like they so clearly wanted to but as gay as he was he wasn't a fairy and he couldn't magically put them together. So instead he worked on trying to get them to be in the same room and acknowledge one another, that wasn't working to well but he was sure if he arranged it just right he could at least set things in motion. 

The next day at work both Evelyn and Jerusalem looked beat to hell, which had now become a common occurance. Donnie was as chipper as ever having been the only one to get a full night of restful sleep. He Burst into the doors of D&C bearing coffee and a smile. Both women were there but they might as well have each been alone. Evelyn was slumped over her desk looking every year of her age and then some she appeared to be reading something and Jerusalem was in "her" office but the door was open. She had paper work spread out in front of her but she was simply staring into space. When he came in both women started as if they'd been caught doing something wrong. 

Jerusalem emerged from the office with a half smile and all but snatched the coffee from his hands. She wasn't being rude just craving the caffiene. She greeted him then went on back to whatever she had been doing before. Evelyn smiled too but didn't get up, he took her the coffee and gave her an impromtu half hug, which she returned looking confused. She sat up a little straighter and pretended to focus on the work in front of her but he could tell she was miles away. 

He took his own coffee to his work area and got on the phone making the calls he knew he had to make for business. It was a few hours before he had a spare moment again but he was about to put his little plan into action. It wasn't really even a real plan just a lucky set of circumstances he was about to use to fit what he wanted to do. He, Evelyn and Jerusalem were supposed to be meeting a client over dinner to discuss being the design team on a bed and breakfast. Really they were just courting the owners of the bed and breakfast since there were other designers vying for the job. 

He also knew that the owner had called him up this very afternoon and rescheduled but he wasn't about to tell either woman not to bother showing up at the small intimate restaurant that they had decided would be perfect for romancing a client. It was an Italian place that had once been a small catholic church, it still bore the stained glass windows and some of the original artwork of saints and angels on the high cathedral ceilings. 

The saints that had been painted on the walls were long gone replaced with soft beige and white walls that mimicked marble and seemed to glow in the candlelight and wall sconces that lit the interior. The pews had been ripped out and replaced with wrought iron tables covered in red and white checked table cloths. The floor was marble and waxed to perfection all in all the place managed to be classy cozy and intimate while being just professional enough to bear host to a business dinner. 

Donnie planned to call the restaurant and change the reservations from a party of five to a party of two but he could do that later, although he was pretty sure with Evelyn not even able to pay attention to what was going on all around her she would hardly notice if he sent them a message using a sky writer. 

Evelyn managed to catch a nap before she had to get up again and get ready for this dinner. She really didn't want to go but as the owner she couldn't very well beg off. Even with the Garner account landed she couldn't just ignore all the other business that might come their way. Yes she had the money from the Duchess and she could have lived off of that and made her business a global success but something in her wanted to prove she could be a good business woman all on her own. Maybe it was the way Topher had made her feel like nothing or maybe it was just in her blood. 

So here she was getting all dressed up to go to dinner with a client. Part of her wished that she was going somewhere special it had been way too long since she'd been anywhere that wasn't about business. Hell she didn't even know how she'd dress for a date since her wardrobe consisted of business attire and a slew of jeans and t shirts. For this evening she chose to wear a black pants suit. The slacks were fitted but not to tight and the jacket was conservative but didn't hide her curves. She almost wore a shell beneath the jacket but decided to just wear the jacket on its own buttoned up. She paired the outfit with a pair of heels that she wouldn't have worn to work but seemed perfect for a sit down dinner. They were high and sexy and hadn't gotten much use. 

She tried to tell herself she was dressing and doing just a little more with her hair and makeup because of the client but she knew it was because of Jerusalem. She wanted to be sexy and look sexy but still keep it on a business level. At the last minute she decided to replace her usual light lipstick with a deep dark red hue and go over it with an ultra shiny lip gloss. With one last glace in the mirror she walked out of the house and got into her car. 



Jerusalem damn near over slept and had to rush to get it together. She knew she shouldn't have spent half of the night before out shaking her ass and fucking a stranger, especially when she had to work in the morning but she'd thought she needed to be out and she'd also thought it would be just that simple to toss Evie from her mind. Apparently she'd been wrong on both counts. She'd ended up exhausted and had been unable to focus at work. Part of it was being tired the other part was being distracted by Evelyn. She'd seemed exhausted too, and that had set Jerusalem's mind to wondering if she'd spent the night before fucking some stranger or even a past lover. The thought of anyone else touching Evelyn mad the woman mad. For some reason she felt possessive even as she was trying to loosen Evie's hold on her she felt like the woman was hers. The whole situation was becoming more confusing by the day but Jerusalem knew something had to give before she lost her damn mind. 

She dressed quickly choosing to wear a suit that was a tailor made design of Chloe's. Having a best friend for a fashion designer was always great. The suit was bright yellow and like most of the suits she wore it was a little to short and fitted within an inc of its life. The Jacket had a purple daisy on the back with hints of the yellow that made up the color of the suit itself. The flower was set on the bottom left side and appeared to be blowing in an unseen wind sweeping some of the petals away toward her right shoulder. Each petal was hand painted and went from white to light purple to the deep dark violet that it appeared to be on the flower, there were hints of pink and yellow as well. It was a work art as much as clothing. 



She paired the suit with a pair of purple snake skin stilettoes. She took the time to apply a few quick dabs of shea butter to her hair before pulling it into a pony tail that was in the back of her head but set slightly off center and to one side. She then twisted the unruly locks into a bun using several bobby pins to hold it in place. As a finishing touch she added a faux flower to the style. It was almost a perfect match to the daisy on the back of the suit, whcih is why she'd gotten it in the first place. 

She applied little make up knowing that the suit itself was dramatic enough on its own without her having to add anymore color to the ensemble. Checking the clock she saw that she had just enough time to make it to dinner on time. Well that is at least ten minutes before the client. 

Evelyn had arrived at the restaurant with plenty of time to spare, she had expected Donnie and Jerusalem to be there. She had also expected to be seated at a table for five but they put her at a table for two. She tried to explain that there was some sort of mistake or communication error but the hostess politely informed her that the reservations had been changed this very afternoon. She smelled a rat but she wasn't sure who to blame quite yet so she sat and waited sipping her water and wondering what was going on. She didn't have to wait long ten minutes later Jerusalem walked through the door she seemed just as surprised to be seated across the two person table as Evelyn had been. 

Evelyn smiled not wanting to look shocked, part of her was glad that Donnie had somehow managed to arrange all this, another part was pissed at him for meddling in her affairs. And then there was the part of her that was nervous about the woman across from her, she had so much to say and figure out and so much to hold in and try to work out. It had only been a month since the last time they were together, and not just in the same room but talking and..having sex. It was just sex right? Only a month since she had started running from this girl, only a month, 30 days that felt like a lifetime. 

She was so confused she wanted to get up and walk away, but she was beginning to realize that ignoring what she was feeling wasn't making it go away anymore than closing her eyes would make her blind. If the two of them were going to work together they had to at least discuss what has happened between them. She wasn't about to pour out her feelings or her suspected feelings or whatever the hell it was that she was feeling but she wasn't going to continue riding this emotional roller coaster with no end in sight either. 

They could barely say two words to each other which was causing a strain at work but more than that it was causing a strain in her life. She couldn't form the words to say what she wanted to say and so she just kept sipping the water, trying to ignore the way her heart beat faster at the very sight of the woman before her. 

Jerusalem sat there watching a whole range of emotions play across Evelyn's face. Her mind was screaming for her to just get up and walk out. She didn't like to be tricked but more than that she just wasn't ready to face this woman one on one. Everything about her left the girl feeling unsettled and out of control but something kept her in her seat. Maybe she just wanted to see how this scene would play out, or maybe she just couldn't walk away from her and leave her sitting here alone. Or maybe just maybe she wanted to be there more than she wanted to be anywhere else. She wasn't quite sure. 

The silence stretched between them like a movie playing on mute. It was the waiter who snapped them out of their reverie. Evelyn had a menu but had yet to look at it she hadn't even ordered a drink yet. The waiter provided Jerusalem with a menu as well which she immediately set on the table. She ordered a glass of sweetened tea wanting something stronger but knowing it was best to keep her head firmly on her shoulders. She didn't want to be even a little inebriated. Evelyn ordered the same thing for precisly the same reason. Once the waiter left they finally greeted one another. 

"Where's Donnie?" Jerusalem asked once the niceities and hello's were out of the way. 

"I'm not really sure." Evelyn replied offering the girl a genuine smile. "But I think he set us up." 

"That's a safe guess." Jerusalem responded slightly disappointed that Evelyn wasn't the one who planned this little dinner for two. 

Evelyn simply shrugged, before speaking again. 

"You know you look really nice..." 

She had wanted to tell Jerusalem that she looked beautiful the words just didn't come out right, but unbeknownst to her her eyes relayed the message quite clearly. 

Jerusalem smiled for the first time that evening. She looked into Evelyn's eyes for a moment before letting her gaze fall to those full red lips. 

"You're gorgeous." 

The words made Evelyn blush and look away. When she looked up again Jerusalem was still staring at her lips and licking her own. 

"You know, if I'd known it was just going to be you and I, I would have worn something different."

Jerusalem smiled again "You know, I prefer you in nothing at all. Clothes could never do you justice. No matter how good you look in them." 

Evelyn flirted with the girl easily all the confusion she felt when she was away from her disappeared. In fact she'd never felt so sure of herself as she did right in this moment. 

"You want me to strip?"

"Hell yes, but not here." 

"Where?" Evelyn asked letting her foot caress the girls bare ankle and then her calf. 

Just then the waiter returned with their drinks before he could even ask if they'd decided on their entrees Evelyn requested the check. She never even looked away from Jerusalem's eyes or stopped the motion hf her foot. The waiter brought the check and took the D&C credit card, returning quickly with the reciept for the untouched drinks which Evelyn signed. 

"Lets go" she said to the woman across from her. 

To hell with discussing anything she had to have her now. They walked out of the resturant Jerusalem just slightly ahead of the older woman. 

"Follow me." Jerusalem told Evelyn getting into her truck and waiting for the woman to pull her car around. Evelyn had been the one to suggest or rather demand that they leave but Jerusalem took control, not because she needed it, or even thought about wanting it, she just wanted to fuck Evelyn in her bed, plus she had some plans and toys in mind. 

Evelyn had no problem with the destination so long as she got to run her hands over the surface of all the smooth brown skin. She wanted this woman like she'd never wanted anybody before, right now she wasn't thinking about running or questioning who she was or what that desire meant. All she could seem to focus on was how good Jerusalem knew how to make her feel, and how much she enjoyed returning that favor. 

They parked then entered the apartment building together, they could barely keep their hands off of each other in the elevator and probably wouldn't have if there wasn't an elderly gentlemen and his small yapping dog their to accompany them on the ride up. They were hardly inside the apartment good before Evelyn pushed the girl up against the door and pressed her own lips to Jerusalem's. She kissed her hard plunging her tongue into the woman's running her hands over every part she could reach. 

She pulled away only for a moment to look into Jerusalem's eyes. 

"I missed you J." Was all she said before resuming the kiss. 

Jerusalem was shocked, she had never seen Evelyn this agressive, even that time in the sauna hadn't been like this. Sure she'd tried to be in control but Jerusalem had managed to flip the roles easily because the woman just hadn't been that confident. Now it wasn't even about control or domination Evelyn just wanted her and it looked like she was about to take her too. All she could do is moan when Evelyn unbuttoned the jacket of the suit she wore and cupped her breasts all the while still kissing sucking and biting her lips. 

Evelyn moved from Jerusalem's mouth to her breast licking sucking and biting at the cleavage that spilled out of the red lace demi bra that she wore. Jerusalem was moaning and pulling her head closer. Evelyn wasted no time biting and sucking at the girls dark hard nipples through the lace of the bra. She had missed touching her and hearing the way she responded. 

She moved even lower kissing and biting the skin of the woman's rib cage and stomach. Her hands cupping and kneading the girls ass. 

Jerusalem was already wet and dripping by the time Evelyn lifted her skirt and cupped her sex. She was shocked when the woman dropped to her knees and pressed her lips to the panties biting her pussy through the fabric. 

"Damn" was all she managed to utter.

Evelyn laughed and continued to bite the girl teasing her and enjoying the scent and smell of her. She pushed the fabric of the panties into Jerusalem's slit with her tongue massaging her roughly before pulling the panties to one side and pressing her lips agaisnt the hot wet flesh. She once again ran her tongue up and down the girl's slit the spread her lips wide and sucked her clit right into her mouth. She nibbled at the wet hard pearl of flesh and flicked it with her tongue causing Jerusalem's hip to jerk hard and fast. Slipping two finger deep inside of her she felt just how wet she was making her. She pumped her hand hard and fast while still licking sucking and biting on her clit. 

Jerusalem as pulling her own nipples and panting Evelyn's name over and over again as the ground her pussy into te woman's face. When she climaxed she damn near collapsed on top of her. She hadn't expected to cum so hard but she could hardly keep her balance. She sunk to the floor next to Evelyn still panting. 

Once again Evelyn pulled the girl to her and kissed her plunging her tongue between Jerusalem's lips, letting her taste herself . When they broke apart Jerusalem just stared at her looking a little dazed. Evelyn laughed and cupped the girls beautiful face in her hands. Before kissing her once more, this time the kiss was slow sweet and gentle. 

When the moved apart this time Jerusalem smiled. 

"It's your turn." Was all she said before standing and leading Evelyn deeper into her home. 

They ended up in the bedroom where Jerusalem stripped herself and then Evelyn. She had planned on taking the woman much in the same fashion she herself had just been taken but somehow she couldn't. Maybe it was the way Evelyn was staring at her with those smooth liquid eyes, that had Jerusalem wanting to sip her slowly like a fine wine. 

There was no mystery in what her eyes, fingers and lips could do, no the mystery lay in how powerless Jerusalem felt to resist them. Right now all she could feel was her own willingness to submit without question or worry. Like the copper burst of sunset giving itself over to the brilliant sparkling stars of a beautiful night time sky. Perhaps the next dawn would rise and leave her burning with the heat of regret, but right now under the cover of darkness all she wanted was the woman she was already pulling into her arms. 




E & J Ch. 04



Taking Evelyn's hand she pulled it to her own lips and kissed each finger before brushing her mouth across the palm and letting her tongue caress the pad at the base of each finger. She watched the lighter woman's skin flush. Evelyn had her eyes half closed, her lips slightly parted and her head tipped to the side as if listening to a secret. 

Dropping her hand Jerusalem leaned forward and kissed her lips. The kiss was at first slow and gentle before it moved to something dark and dangerous. She felt as though she was dancing around the edge of a fire that would surely reach out and consume her. She kissed the woman till she felt a flame catch in her own chest. She kissed her long enough to consumed and resurreccted. Mouth to mouth breathing each others air until they found themselves breathless. 



Suddenly her lips weren't nearly enough. Jerusalem locked her eyes on Evelyn's as she pushed the woman back on the bed, straddling her hips. The wetness between them was immediate though she couldn't say if it was hers or Evie's. They were like to opposite charges, the voltage jumping between them with each roll of their hips. Each straining to move closer to the other, thighs straining and muscles tightening finding exhilaration with each stroke. 

Evelyn was moaning, panting and sweating beneath her, both of them slicked with sweat and shaking lost in the world of each other spinning on the axis of their passion. Evelyn screamed as she went over the edge and Jerusalem followed her with her own scream. They ended up laying there side by side both trying to breathe as the beat of their hearts returned to normal. Jerusalem knew Evelyn had been satisfied just as she herself had been, but she hadn't satiated the need to touch the woman. 

She slide her index finger down the café au lait skin of Evelyn's abdomen brushing the wet curls of rough hair between the woman's thighs. She teased the slik wet skin of her lips gently before pressing the finger between them. Evelyn moved her hips craving the touch and gasping when Jerusalem buried entered her. One finger became two and then three as the darker woman lowered her lips to Evelyn's breast licking and wetting first one nipple and then the other. Evelyn moaned again as the girl repositioned them so that she could slide between her thighs and put her lips where her fingers dwelled. 

Jerusalem had removed her fingers only for a moment so she could taste the woman from the inside out, But Evelyn had grabbed the girl's head riding her tongue and smearing her face with the wetness that seeped from the center of her body. 

Jerusalem happily partook slurping and sucking the slick wetness from Evelyn's body. She was hot wet and juicy, like some overripe tropical fruit. As she wiggled her tongue inside of the woman her fingers stroked the hard slick pearl of Evelyn's clit. She rolled the flesh until the woman was rolling her hips, and moaning. The wetness inside Evelyn changed to something rich, thicker and more liquid as her inner muscles clamped and she found herself once again seeing stars. As she lost herself completely. 

She couldn't even move, and she didn't have to they fell asleep, tangled in each other's arms and bathed in the scent of their combined passion. 



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