4 comments/ 4494 views/ 1 favorites Divine Ch. 02 By: Th3b3st3st Authors note: Here is chapter two. I thank everyone for the comments. I hope that you enjoy this one as well. As I've said before comments and questions are welcome. ***all poetry used in this and future chapters are copy written*** enjoy * Calise sat in front of her computer. She was supposed to be studying for her exams at school but couldn't focus. A certain club owner kept occupying her thoughts lately. The night she had with Deondre at the club was wonderful. She hadn't let loose like that for a while, but she didn't regret it. If she were to be honest with herself, she wanted to go back for round two. Calise sighed and got up from her desk. She walked into the kitchen and poured herself another cup of tea, and headed out to the hammock she had on her back porch. She laid down and began to think about her talk she had with Shauntea a couple of days ago. She was surprised she had even told Shauntea what had happened. She hadn't really told anyone of importance and besides from rumor, no one really knew the truth. Calise hadn't let herself think about Carl in years but lying there she let her mind wonder. She had to admit, that she should have seen the signs of him cheating. It wasn't as if she didn't know the signs. Her mom had cheated on her dad enough for her to have took notice, but she supposed dealing with it first hand, you don't see the situation objectively. She had put her everything into that relationship. Carl had been insistent that she act a certain way and do certain things in the bedroom, and she tried her best. She just wasn't as experienced as he was. No matter how much she knew it was his fault that they broke up, she couldn't help wonder that if she was a little more experienced then, would he have strayed. Carl had broke her heart. She knew she was much stronger now, but she was still scared. She was terrified that if she gave her heart again, that all that someone would do was break it. Her parents relationship had failed because of cheating and so did hers. She just didn't want to go through that pain again. Sighing, her thoughts drifted to Deondre. Calise didn't know what to think where he was involved. She had to admit that she was extremely attracted to him. And truth be told, she was flattered that he had pursued her, but she just knew he wanted more than friendship. Shauntea had told her that he called and left her a voice mail after they left the club that night. She didn't know what was holding her back from calling him. She could treat him like all the others. Have her fun with and then leave, but something was telling her that he would be more than she could bargain for. She may, on the other hand, be overreacting. Deondre might be just looking for fun just like her. Maybe she should just relax and chill out. With that, she felt a little better. Getting up from her hammock, she went back into her home office. Sitting down she gave into what she had been wanting to do for a while. She opened her side drawer and pulled out her journal. She grabbed a pen and began to write. All her frustration at her situation came out in the words splaying across her page. Just like singing, poetry was a release for Calise. Only, with her poetry, she could be someone she only dreamed of being. As she continued writing, she created a piece that spoke of her love of poetry. When she finished, she sat back and looked at the notebook and began to read what she had wrote : My new best friend is my pen tip for it knows me like no other It has written my inner-most secrets, my pen and I we trust each other My pen doesn't judge or look down on my thoughts, I'd put my pen before any bitch, I'll trust my pen at all cost Put to blank page my pen tip understands the inner workings of my complex mind I love my pen like it was my man, my pen is one of a kind Nothings to heavy, to deep to take in, Imma get its name tatted on my back It'll say property of my pen I can share a private joke, or shed a couple of tears, My pen tip has been there through it all, supporting me through the years. Ill never have to worry about it yapping or telling everybody was sup, And all it needs is a little ink and that little bit is enough. My pen has never broke my heart or pointed a finger to laugh My pen tip knows all my shit, everything I have to give, it has Whether the ink be black, red, or maybe even blue, I love you pen tip. My new best friend is you. Satisfied with her work she put her journal away. She looked at her computer and decided to shut it down. She wasn't going to get any study down today.She rose to her feet and walked through her mid-century styled home to her bedroom, which was decorated in different shades of blues. Her queen-sized four poster bed stood proud in the middle of the room. It had a royal blue comforter with pillows done in light blue and white. She had artwork on the wall adjacent to her bed and wall sconces on the side of either piece. On the sides of her bed were floor to ceiling bookshelves with every book you could imagine. She had inherited the collection from her father before his passing when she was a teenager. When she decided to buy her first home, she had begged her mother to help her with the purchase. Her mom had agreed with the condition that Calise paid her back every cent she put into it. That's how her mother was. She would help but always with conditions. But she loved her home, and she wouldn't change it for the world. She went to her closet and leafed through all the clothes she had. She had a lunch with Shauntea later and needed to start getting ready. She finally decided on a pale pink summer dress with spaghetti straps and wedge sandals. She showered, flat ironed her hair and left it down around her shoulders with a pink flower clip by her ear. Grabbing her keys and purse, she headed out the door. When she got to her car, her phone started buzzing. Digging it out of her purse she saw it was a message from Shauntea. "Hey, just got to the restaurant. See you when you get here. Oh I told you I was bringing a guest right?" Calise laughed. She wondered who the pup was this time. Even though they were both twenty-six Shauntea believed in getting them a little younger than her. Her boyfriends were normally twenty to twenty-one, but sexy as all get out. Calise hopped in her car and headed for the restaurant thinking this was going to be a very interesting lunch. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Deondre sat and smiled at Shauntea. When she had called him earlier that day and told him she was going to lunch with Calise, he practically begged to come. Calise hadn't called him once since the other night at the club. He didn't know what to think about that. All he knew was he wanted to see her again. At any cost. "You think she might be mad that im here?" he asked Shauntea. Shauntea shook her head, "No, I don't think so. She may be a little surprised, but she'll get over it." "At least I hope she does," Shauntea thought to herself. "this is a good man and if she wants to be stubborn then ill give her a push in the right direction." A waiter came up to the table and proceeded to take there drink orders. They wanted to wait for Calise to arrive, but decided to just order there drinks, with Shauntea wanting a long island and Deondre getting a whiskey sour. They sat chitchatting for a few minutes, when Shauntea saw Calise walking through the front door. "Here goes nothing." she thought. Calise walked into the restaurant and spotted Shauntea in booth in the back. There was a gentleman sitting with his back to her so she couldn't see his face just yet, but she knew he had to be gorgeous. Shauntea sure knew how to pick'em. As she approached , Shauntea got up to give her a hug. She seemed a bit jumpy, like she was nervous about something, but Calise figured it was because of her date. "Hey miss lady, how you been." Calise said to her as she walked into her friends arms. "Good, good. I have an event coming up in a few weeks so I'm pretty busy." Shauntea remarked. She looked down to her right and said, "Calise, you remember Deondre right?" Just the sound of his name sent shivers down her spine. Calise turned her head to see her piano man. And he looked just as good as she remembered. But what was he doing here? "Hello, Deondre. How have you been?" Calise said a little too sharply then she intended. Deondre just smiled. He knew she was a little irritated with him, but it was worth it to see her beautiful face. "Calise, it's a pleasure to see you again. Wont you have a seat, and we can order lunch?" he said trying to smooth things over. Calise sat and looked across the table at Shauntea. No wonder she seemed jumpy. There was a glint in Calise's eye that promised Shauntea that they would talk about this later. "So," Deondre said, "how have you been?" "I've been good." Calise said. She blew out a breath and said in a rush. "Look, I was gonna call you, I've just been busy with school and my writing." Deondre cut her off before she could continue. 'It's okay. I understand. I just wanted to see you again and spend some time with you, so I asked Shauntea if I could come to lunch with you guys. Everything else is water under the bridge." Calise nodded at him. It was good to know that there wouldn't be any tension between them. The waiter, a young man in his twenties, returned to the table to deliver the drinks and to take there lunch order. Calise ordered her customary jack and coke to drink with a steak and salad to eat. Shauntea and Deondre both ordered burgers and fries and the lunch day passed without incident. Shauntea told them about her upcoming event for a fashion designer she had coming up. When she said this Calise almost jumped out of her chair. "Calm down, you know I already got you two tickets." Shauntea said. "Maybe you can bring handsome over here." she remarked pointing to Deondre. He smiled and looked at Calise, who sat back in her seat and crossed her legs slowly. "I might, you never know," she said looking at him. Calise had to admit that she was enjoying his company. He was really easy to talk to and he had a funny wit about him that she liked. "Stop that," she told herself, "don't find good things about him, then you'll have to like him." Which she already did but she wasn't going to let on. Deondre noticed that Calise had gone quiet, and looked over to see her face had a far away look to it. He knew it was going to take a lot of effort on his part to get her to open up to him, but he knew she was worth all the trouble. Shauntea's phone started ringing and she reached into her purse to answer it. "Yes, Shauntea Richards speaking." She sat listening for a second, then she grabbed her purse. "I'll be there in a second." Hanging up, she looked at her two friends apologetically. "I gotta go to the gallery. There having a problem and cant survive without the fabulous Shauntea." she said only half joking. She got up and kissed Deondre on the check and hugged Calise. On her way out she told Calise she would call her later and with that she was gone. Calise and Deondre were left at the table. "What now?" Calise asked. "Oh, I can think of something." Deondre said smiling. He was rewarded with a slap to his arm. "You are terrible." Calise said laughing. Deondre checked his watch. "There's time for a movie if you want to go catch one." "Sounds like fun." Calise said. Deondre opened his wallet and put some bills on the table. He stood and grabbed Calise's hand and they walked out of the restaurant together. Once outside Deondre remembered something. "Do we take my car or yours?" he asked. Calise looked around as if she was going to find the answer elsewhere. Shrugging, she said, "I guess you can follow me home and I can hop in your car." He agreed to this and they set off. He actually had to try and keep up with her as she drove. "Can we say speed demon." he said to himself smiling and shaking his head. When the arrived at Calise's house she pulled into her drive way and parked. She got out and locked her car and walked over to his vehicle. She climbed into the passenger side of his BMW and buckled her seatbelt. She was turning to him to ask him what they were going to see, when Deondre leaned in and kissed her. It was the softest most endearing kiss she had ever had. She sat blinking for a second when he pulled away. "Sorry, but I've been wanting to do that since you walked into the restaurant." he said in way of explanation. "Really?" she said. "It's okay. It was good." He nodded his head, put the car in drive and pulled off towards the theater. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When they arrived, a comfortable silence had settled over the car. Deondre got out and rounded the BMW to open her door. At her raised eyebrows he said, "Chivalry is not dead you know." She let him lead her through the parking lot and up to the establishment. Walking up to the ticket counter, Calise realized that she didn't want to see anything in particular and just let him pick the movie. They bought popcorn and drinks and walked into the theater to watch an action flick that had been out for awhile. When they entered the theater, they had a good laugh that they were the only ones in there watching this particular movie. They sat in the balcony section and waited for the previews to start. As the lights started to dim, Deondre felt Calise snuggle up to him, and he put his arm around her. He was glad that they were making progress. He popped a couple kernels of popcorn in his mouth and started watching the film. About forty five minutes into the film, Deondre looked down at the top of Calise's head. She looked like she was enjoying the movie. He had already seen this particular film but he hadn't let her know that. He decided he could have some fun and see if he could distract her. He smiled and started his game. Calise felt Deondre start to nuzzle her neck and begin kissing the spot right behind her ear. She swatted his thigh. "Stop that," she said half heartedly, "I'm trying to watch a movie here." "Do you really want to watch this movie? I could show you a lot more fun." he said into her ear. Laughing, she said "I bet you could ." "Do I take that as consent?" He asked, licking from the base of her neck back up to her ear. Calise turned her head to the left to face him. Smiling, she lifted her and brought her lips to his. He traced the outline of them with his tongue, drawing the lower of the two into his mouth to sucked on it. Calise turned more fully in his arms and kissed him back passionately. Deondre trailed his hand up to her breast and caressed roughly through her dress, causing her to moan into his mouth. Calise knew this wasn't a good idea but she could deal with her regrets later. Breaking the kiss, Calise stood and turned to face Deondre. Bending, she reached her hands under her dress, and pulled her lace thong off. Giving one look around to make sure they were alone, she bent forward and unbuckled Deondre's pants and pulled out his member. He liked this take charge side of her. Raising her dress up a little, she sat astride him and placed his dick at the entrance to her pussy. She rubbed the tip in her juices and started sliding him from the entrance up to her clit. She did this again and again driving him insane. She smiled down at him when he let out a growl of frustration. She finally sat down his shaft and started rotating her hips. She pulled up and in a circular motion and then came down slowly. Deondre just held her hips and let her do her thing. She set a slow and sensual pace grinding her pussy up and down his dick, clinching her pussy as she did. They panted together as their passion built. Calise shifted bringing one of her legs up and over his shoulder and sped up her ride. Deondre felt that tingle start to build and tried to hold off until Calise found her release. He reached his hand up and began to play with her clit as she bounced up and down on his lap. Calise's pleasure had her mind spinning and her orgasm hit her hard. Moaning loudly, she came undone, riding the waves of ecstasy. As soon as Deondre felt her release, he gave into his own. Holding tightly to her hips, he released his warm seed into her with long shots. He pulled Calise close and kissed her collar bone. "Damn girl, that was good." Deondre said. He was still breathing hard trying to catch his breath. Calise shifted and stood, feeling his shaft slid out of her. "What can I say, I'm good at everything I do," she said smiling. The righted their clothes and Calise sat down next to him. "Do you want to skip the movie?" Deondre asked her. "I really don't feel like sitting here to finish it." he said smiling. "Its up to you, you paid for it." Calise said. Deondre stood up and grabbed the sodas and popcorn. Calise reached for her purse and they walked down the steps to the exit. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Shauntea arrived at her studio to chaos. Her assistant spotted her coming through the door and rushed over to her. "Shauntea, thank God you're here," she said, "the computer server has gone down and will not come back up no matter what the techs do. I had everything on there. Caterers, decoration layout, design...everything. We only have a two weeks to finalize everything. What are we gonna do?" "Well first Diane, your gonna calm down." Shauntea said. "Did you back up everything to flash drive?" "Yes, but the problem is, that there was a virus on the computer and its attached to the files. If we open the files the virus will transfer to whatever computer we use." Shauntea put her bag down on her desk and steeled herself to a long day ahead. She would have to start from scratch on her designs and layout. She still had the notes from her previous meetings on the food and caterers, so she still had the numbers and could get the exact orders from them if it came to that. She sat down and opened her file cabinet and leafed through the folders until she found the one she was looking for. "Diane, get us some coffee, and bring any and all notes that you have on the Michael McKinley Event." Diane walked to her desk to get the things that Shauntea had asked for. Shauntea booted up her laptop and took a deep breath. Opening up a blank document she set to work. A while later, she grabbed her cell phone and dialed Michael's number. On the third ring he answered. "Hello Shauntea. How are you?" Shauntea smiled into her phone. "I'm good Michael, but we've run into a little snag and I was wondering if you could meet me at the gallery so we could go over a few things?" "Yeah sure, but is everything okay?" he said. "It will be, trust me. So in like an hour?" "Okay, I'm on my way. See you in a bit." Shauntea hung up her phone and kept typing on her laptop. She remembered some things she had already set into motion, so she got those few details out of the way. Diane walked up with two steaming cups of coffee and set one in front of Shauntea. She also had a legal pad and a pen. Okay," Shauntea said sipping her coffee. She really would've preferred a stiff drink but she had to keep a clear head when it came to her business. "I'm going to need you to start calling the caterers and also the Bakery for the cake." As she was giving her checklist, Diane was busy writing her duties on her legal pad. She loved her job. She liked meeting with high profile clients and watching Shauntea turn chaos into something beautiful and elegant. Shauntea handled her job and never broke under pressure and it was something she, one day, hoped she could do just as good as her boss. "Okay do you have everything that you need?" Shauntea asked her. Divine Ch. 02 "For now, yes I do. Let me get started." Diane said. She stood up and walked over to her desk to start working and making her phone calls. Shauntea sat back in her chair and picked up her cup again. She waited for her client to arrive. It was always a good day when Michael McKinley was there to stare at. She appreciated his drive and ambition to be one of the top designers on the market. He wanted his name well known so he'd contacted Shauntea because he knew she was a well known event planner and could help him do just that. He designed clothes for plus-sized women. He felt that even though they had a little more meat on there bones they could still look fashionable and sexy. Shauntea could appreciated that. A half hour went by before Shauntea heard the front door open to her gallery. She raised her head to look at Michael strolling through her lobby. At 22, he was tall, standing at about 6'1, with the most beautiful hazel eyes. He had long brown hair that he either wore in corn rows or back in a ponytail and light skin that always looked like he was fresh out the shower. Today he wore a pair of dark wash denim jeans with a fresh white t-shirt and a blue collar shirt over it. A fresh pair a timberland boots completed his look. He was holding his portable laptop in his hand and wore a smile on his face. "Hey Shauntea, how you been babe?" he said and leaned down to kiss her check. Just looking at the man made her pussy wet. She had a strong, no sleeping with the client rule, but as soon as this event was over she was going to fuck him. He just didn't know it yet. "I'm good, except for this little snag. Tell me you still have the files I sent to you?" she said. "Yeah, I still got'em. What happened to the ones you had?" "We had a virus crash out our whole system. I cant bring up any of the files that I had without reactivating it." she said shaking her head. "Damn. Well, I have them right here." he said booting up his machine. He pulled up a chair to her desk and set to work. Shauntea pulled one of her spare flash drives out of her purse and copied the files from his computer to it. They worked for about three hours confirming and redesigning everything. When they finished Michael sat back and looked at Shauntea. She had the top of a pen in her mouth looking at something on her screen. "Damn, she's beautiful." he thought. Shauntea looked up to find Michael staring at her. He quickly looked away when she caught him and smiled. She let it go for now not wanting to start something she couldn't finish...at least not yet. "Okay, so everything's set for the 15th. Im going to order you a limo to arrive in. Also I've called a couple magazines and their going to send over correspondents to cover the event. I even pulled a couple string to have some other well known designers there to show their support as well, so everything looks to be handled." Michael smiled at her. "I knew there was a reason you came so highly recommended." "Hey I love what I do." she said shrugging. "I think all there's left to do is find the entertainment. I have a band in mind and will have confirmation on them in about three days so I'll let you know." "Will do." he said standing. "I'm gonna get outta here. Call me later if there's more news." Shauntea stood as well and gave him a hug and watched him walk out the door. "Damn that man is fine." she thought and turned to see Diane watching her with a smile. "You know you said that out loud." she said laughing. Shauntea looked at her. "Hey, but am I lying?" "No, not even a little bit." Diane said going back to her desk. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Shauntea pulled up to Calise's house late Friday night. Calise got up from her chair and opened her door. "I'm not going anywhere with you tramp, so go home." Calise said laughing Shauntea just waved off her comment as she pulled a bag out of her backseat. She walked up the walkway and into the house. "I have a man named Jack in my bag. Got some coke?" Shauntea said. "You know I do." Shauntea made them drinks and they went into Calise's music room and sat on the comfy couch up against the wall. There was a specially made clear see through piano against the far wall with music sheets on it. "Write anything new lately?" Shauntea asked her. "I've been working on a little something. Well see how it goes." Calise said. "I got a bone to pick with you heffa." Shauntea looked up at Calise with interest in her eyes. "What I do?" "you left me at that restaurant with that man. You know I cant help myself when it comes to him and you just leave." Calise said smiling. "Why was he there in the first place?" Shauntea sipped her drink. "he asked to come. I didn't see the harm in it." she lied. "Well because you didn't see the harm, I slept with him again." Calise said trying to make someone else's fault than her own. "Ooh, you so nasty. I think you have been hanging with me a bit to long. Girl you starting to sound like me." Shauntea said laughing. Calise punched her in the arm, and laughed right along with her. "Why are you here anyway. I am supposed to be doing homework." "So...I have a favor to ask you." Shauntea said giving Calise her best puppy dog look. "Oh Lord, what is it now." Calise said. At Shauntea's continued look, Calise laughed and said, "Spit it out now." "Okay, okay. I need you to fill in for the band for my event. Its coming up next weekend and the band cancelled at the last second." At Calise's head shake Shauntea rushed on. "Please Calise, I really need you and it's a paying gig." Calise looked at her friend. Shauntea was practically begging her at this point. Taking a deep breath she said, "How long is the set and do I need tracks for the music?" Shauntea jumped up from her seat and hugged Calise. "Thank you, thank you, thank you. Really, I mean it, thank you so much for this girl. I didn't know what I would've done had you said no." "Well..." "Right. So it's a forty-five minute set. And if you could get live music that will be ideal. Maybe you could call Deondre and see if he can help you." she said wiggling her eyebrows. "I knew you were gonna suggest that." Calise said. She looked over to her left. "Maybe, I'll see." Breathing deep, she got up. "Now you, miss ma'am, get out. I have studying and homework to do." The friends finished there drinks and Shauntea got up to leave. She promised to call the next day and discuss the event. Calise closed the door once Shauntea go into her car and started it. She smiled to herself. It seemed no matter what she did she couldn't get rid of her sexy piano man. She supposed she could call him in a few days or maybe visit the club again. Shaking her head, she went back to her living room and picked up her book she had been reading. As soon as she was finished with this semester, she was taking a break. She saw she wasn't going to be able to focus for a while. To be continued... Divine Ch. 03 Authors note: This is the third installment in this series. I hope you all are enjoying the story as it plays out. Thank you to my editor May McQueen for your input and corrections and Miss Kittie for your input. * Calise put the finishing touches on her makeup. As she applied a little gloss, she gave herself one last look in the mirror. She thought that she looked great. She wore a mid-length black Dolce&Gabbana strapless dress with lace-up red stilettos. Looking at her hair, she decided to wear it half in a ponytail and the rest cascading in curls down her back. Walking into her living room, she made her way into her kitchen to grab a soda. Leaning back against the counter she popped the lid. She shook her head at herself. Why was she so nervous. She was just going on a business call. Nothing more, nothing less. Yet the butterflies in her stomach told her it might be more. Deondre had a way of getting around the wall she built around her heart. He made her laugh, and she found herself relaxing in his company. He also had the uncanny talent to get her out of her g-string. Gathering her wits about her, she grabbed her purse and her car keys and headed out of the door. No matter how nervous she was, she was going to Deondre's club tonight. Outside, she walked along the path down to her car. Getting in, she started the engine and pulled out of her driveway heading for the freeway. It was about an hour and a half drive to Luanne's, but she needed to talk to Deondre about the event for Shauntea. Hopefully he agreed because she only have a few days to get her performance together. As she was driving, she turned her radio on and began singing along with the radio. Before she knew it, she was putting her blinker on and exiting the freeway. Calise drove down the long stretch of road she recognized from when Shauntea brought her here a few weeks ago. After awhile, she was pulling into Luanne's. As before, the parking lot was full of cars. This place must be more successful than she thought. Getting out and locking her car, she started walking up to the door of the establishment, when she heard someone off to her right. "Hey, baby." Calise turned her head to see a young man of about twenty, twenty-one, who was dire need of a belt. Wearing jeans that hung off his ass, Calise could see the basket ball shorts and boxers he had on underneath. Coupled with a wife beater tank top and fitted cap, he looked like the epitome of a thug. He had corn rows that needed to be redone and a du-rag hanging out his back left pocket. He sauntered up to Calise with what he thought was swag, but in actuality looked like he had a bad limp. Calise shook her head and laughed. "What's good, Ma?" he said in a southern twang, licking his lips and rubbing his hands together. "Ma?" "Yeah." "Hmm...Nothing much, Pa." Calise tilted her head and looked at him with a sarcastic smile on her face. "Is that how you come at all females?" "Its called swag, sweetheart." Licking his lips again, he looked at her from head to foot, stopping at her breasts. Calise snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Up here, baby." Looking back at her eyes, the 'man' smiled at Calise and she chuckled, which she tried to hide under a cough. Lining the upper set of his teeth was a gold and platinum grill. Glancing around the parking lot, he asked, "You here with anyone shawty?" "Ooh, we are not even going there. Look, I'm going inside. You have a good night Pa." Laughing on the last word, she turned and began walking up to the front of the line of people waiting to get inside. She heard the man calling out to her, but she ignored his comments and kept going. She walked up to the club's bouncer. She didn't feel like waiting in the line and she knew if she told him to get Deondre, she would be let in. "Excuse me," Calise said loudly to be heard over the music that was spilling out of the front door. The bouncer looked at her, and she could she the spark of recognition in his eyes. "I remember you," he said. "You're that lady who sang the roof off this club a couple of weeks ago." Flushing, Calise confirmed who she was. A playful smile appeared on his face. He was the big teddy bear type with a black and white SECURITY shirt on. "So you've finally come back to see me huh?" he asked jokingly. Calise immediately took a liking to the big man. "Well, of course. I couldn't stay away." Starting to play his game, she started going back and forth with him before asking, "Do you think you could let Deondre know I'm here? My name is Calise." The bouncer lifted a walkie -talkie to his lips and began speaking into it. When he was done he removed the belt blocking entrance to the club. "Go on inside. He's waiting at the bar for you." "Thank you..." she let the sentence trail, trying to get his name. "Jonathan," he said, smiling. "You gonna sing for us again tonight?" "Maybe. I don't know yet. I'm here for other business, but we'll see if Deondre can talk me into it," she said over her shoulder and started making her way into the club. As she walked in, she saw Deondre immediately. He was standing at the bar staring straight at her. He had a smug smile on his face, like he knew she would come eventually. Calise made her way through the crowd, weaving in and out of men and women that were dancing or just standing around the dance floor. The fluttering made its triumphant return to her gut and she took a deep breath. Finally she was in front of Deondre. It never ceased to amaze her how gorgeous this man was. Calise slanted her head down and looked at him through her eye lashes. "Hello, Deondre." "Calise." The smug smile got even wider as he reached in and gave her a hug. "How have you been?" she asked him. Damn he smelled good. A mixture of citrus cologne and aftershave. "I've been good. I was wondering when you were gonna come see a brotha." "Yeah, well I'm here now and that's all that matters, right?" Looking around the bar, she noticed the bar tender looking at them. When they made eye contact, he nodded his head at them. "What's that about?" Calise asked, nodding toward the bartender. Deondre looked over to see what she was talking about. Smiles broke out over both the men's faces. The bartender made his way over to them and handed Calise a rum and coke. "And what has the two of you smiling?" she asked him. "This man here, has been sulking like a two year old waiting for you to come back here. But now that I see you, I know why." He shook his employer's hand and returned to the customer's hollering out drink orders to him. "So you've missed me, huh?" "More than you could imagine." Grabbing her hand, he walked her into her office so that they could talk privately. When they reached he office door, flashes of the last time they were there filled his mind. Glancing at Calise, he could tell she was thinking of the same exact thing. Walking inside, Deondre went over to his wet bar and poured himself a drink. Calise was still nursing her rum and coke. "So do you ever drink anything besides rum?" "Sometimes. My Father drank rum all the time when I was growing up and I just developed the taste for it like he did." Shaking his head, Deondre came to sit on a La-Z-Boy boy he had just bought and set up in the corner of his office. "So, what have you been up to, Calise? I haven't talked to you since the lunch with Shauntea." I've been good. Writing a lot." Putting her drink down on the desk she walked to the sofa and sat. As soon as her thighs met fabric, visions of their encounter here played in her mind. Calise smoothed her hand over the cushion, smiling to herself. She could almost feel Deondre's lips traveling down her neck to rest at her breasts. Just imagining his fingertips caressing her skin had Goosebumps appearing on her skin. Deondre watched Calise walk over to his sofa. A sofa he spent many a afternoon staring at reminiscing about the fun he had had on it. As she sat down, he noticed her get caught up in her thoughts. He was about to look away and leave her to her wanderings when he noticed her breathing. She was taking short, shallow breaths, and when her eyes closed, he knew exactly where her mind had went. Deondre had to readjust himself as Calise began to rub her legs together as if to lessen the ache she undoubtedly was feeling between her thighs. Looking at her thinking about him had him wanting to lift that sexy-ass black dress she was wearing around her hips and find his home inside her walls. Clearing his throat, he watched with amusement as Calise opened her eyes and began to blush. "Have anything on your mind?" Calise couldn't help the blush that made an appearance on her cheeks and refused to go back into hiding. Glancing at Deondre, Calise shook her head. "Nothing, nothing at all." She could see the amusement in his eyes. "I don't like you," she said, laughing. "Yes you do. But you can keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better." "Whateva man. I actually have been meaning to come sooner and talk with you. I had a favor to ask you actually." "Really?" he asked, curious. "Ask away." "Well, Shauntea has this event coming up and the band she booked canceled on her. She asked me to fill in, but I need alive musician to play behind me. So I was wondering..." "Say no more. I love to play for you. When is it?" "Actually, this weekend. We need to rehearse and have everything ready in three days." She raised apologetic eyes up to him. "I know its last minute but it would really help me out." Deondre knew that this was an opportunity for him to spend some alone time with Calise and he wasn't about to let the fact that this would be a lot of work stop him from having her all to himself. "Do you know what type of music we're gonna be doing?" "Well Shauntea said that she wants a relaxed environment, so I was thinking jazz and classic R&B." Calise said as she stood to go get her drink. "Okay, are you available tomorrow? I have some downtime in my schedule," he lied. He would have to clear his schedule as soon as he had a minute. "Tomorrow will be good actually. You can come over to my house and we can work in my studio. I'll cook us something for lunch while we're working." "That sounds good. You don't think you could sing me a song tonight for my trouble?" he asked, clutching his heart. "I suppose, but only because that teddy bear Jonathan asked me first. I still don't like you." Laughing, she made her way to the office door. ************ Michael sat in his workroom looking at his designs. He was ready for the event on Saturday. He was a little nervous, but he supposed that came with the territory. He went by the gallery earlier hoping he would see Shauntea, but it was just her assistant there. Shauntea. Putting his head down he let his mind wander to the beautiful woman. He found that she was on his mind a lot since he met her. That woman was something else. When he first met her, he had arranged a business lunch for them to get acquainted. He had been sitting at the table when she walked in. He found he had to pick up his jaw off the floor and pretend like she wasn't the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She exuded so much confidence, which Michael found to be very attractive. He had been flirting with her every now and then, but she had a firm no fucking the customer policy that he saw in very bold print on the contract he was presented with. He wanted to take those words and send them straight to Hell. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself in Shauntea. Good thing he wasn't going to be her client much longer. His cellphone going off brought him out of his thoughts. "Hello?" "Hey you." Think of the devil and he'll come, he thought. "Hey. Wassup?" "Well, I'm setting up the last minute touches for the event tomorrow and I forgot to ask you what flavor cake you wanted." Shauntea shook her head. Okay, so it was lame, but she needed a reason to call him. "Oh, um, red velvet actually." He had hoped she had called for another reason but she was always the professional. Then an idea came to him. "Hey Shauntea, do you mind coming over? I'm putting together the last of the line and the models are coming over tomorrow. Wanted your opinion on some things." Shauntea was a little surprised. She wanted to do just that, but know that she was given the opportunity she wasn't sure. She didn't trust herself to go over there and not jump him. Taking a deep breath, she started to refuse but his voice came over the line again. "Please Shauntea. I value your opinion. It would mean a lot to me." Sighing, she shook her head. "Sure. I'll be there in a few." Hanging up, Shauntea went to her closet to put on some clothes. She started to reach for a halter dress but decided against it. She didn't want to appear like she was trying too hard. She decided on blue jeans and a royal blue tank top. She slid her feet into a pair of heeled sandals and went into her bathroom to fix her hair. Looking into the mirror she let out an excited breath. She didn't know why this guy affected her like this. She normally had more composure than this. Brushing her hair into a ponytail, she put on some gloss and turned and walked out the bathroom. Grabbing her purse and keys she turned her lights out and headed out the door. Michael lit the last of the candles he had set up in the living room. He had placed them in intervals along the wall, starting from the living room down the hall to his bedroom. Grabbing a remote he turned on his radio and let some soft jazz spill through his space. Turning to look at his work, he smiled to himself. Shauntea would be shocked when she got here. He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He could see the glances she gave him when she thought he wasn't paying attention. Tonight he would see how far he could take her before Shauntea the "professional" took over. He went to his kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Ciroc out of the refrigerator and two glasses. He put a few pieces of ice in each and headed back to the living room. Looking at the clock, he smiled and sat down and waited. Shauntea should be here any minute. Not a moment too soon, he saw head lights pull into his driveway. He settled into the couch and waited for his doorbell to ring. Not even a minute later, it did just that. "It's open." Shauntea turned the door handle and walked into Michael's living room. This was only the third time she had been here to his home but it still amazed her how stylish he was. His living room consisted of leather and dark toned wood. He had statues of elephants with glass circular tops for end tables and a larger one in the center of the room for his coffee table. A large area rug sat beneath with a pattern of dark green, brown and gold swirls. The artwork that he had on his walls were his brothers, he had told her, but beautiful nonetheless. It took her a minute to notice all the candles and the soft music floating from the speakers. "This how you greet all your guests?" she said with a half smile. "No, just those who are important. Please sit." he said, looking at her through his overly long eyelashes. A little shiver of anticipation ran down her spine. She started to wonder if it was very smart to come over here. Sitting down on the couch, she watched Michael pour her a drink. She accepted it and took a sip. "So, what did you want me to look at?" Was that her voice? She didn't appreciate the huskiness of it, or the way her nipples all of a sudden had got hard and extra sensitive. "Well, I wanted you to look at the last two outfits for the show. I'm not sure about them." Welcoming the distraction, she nodded. "Sure, no problem. Did you want to...?" He had been staring at her lips the entire time. He looked up as she paused in her sentence. Smiling he said, "Yeah, um, its in the workroom." He stood and offered her his hand. Walking down the hallway, Shauntea noticed the candles were everywhere. They took the last left into a room that he had set up a his workroom. He had knocked the wall out between two already large bedrooms and made it one large space. Tables were filled with fabric and swatches of different materials. His collection was on mannequins along the far wall ready for the show. There was only one clear spot in the room. One table, dead center. "So, which ones do you need the help with?" As she waited for him to she sipped her drink. She was trying to keep her mind off any and everything but him and how close he was. After a while, she noticed he hadn't answered her. She turned around and found him standing at the door to the room, staring at her. He looked like he wanted to eat her. "You know staring at me like that will get you into trouble." "You promise?" He started a slow walk up to Shauntea like he was tracking prey. Her body recognized what was going on and without permission began to respond to him. When he approached he brought his fingertips to her neck and began to trace a pattern down her to her shoulder. Clearing her throat, Shauntea opened her mouth to tell him she didn't fuck her clients, but a moan escaped instead. Michael had begun to place kisses where his fingers just were. Standing behind her Michael wrapped his arms around Shauntea and licked up the base of her spine. Planting a kiss behind her ear he asked, "Did you say something, baby?" Turning in his arms, Shauntea looked up at him. "You know I don't fuc..." Michael cut her off with a kiss. He started it slow but he deepened it, reaching into her mouth with his tongue. Learning her mouth, her taste. She moaned into his mouth. He started backing her up until she felt her legs hit something. Michael broke their kiss long enough to lift her onto the one empty table she had noticed earlier. He bent and planted kisses along her neck and collarbone. He had a plan in mind and he prayed it didn't backfire on him. Grabbing the hem of her shirt he pushed it up and reached a hand under her bra. When his thumb grazed her nipple, Shauntea took in a sharp breath. Biting her bottom lip she looked down at Michael. She knew she should stop this, but couldn't seem to say the words. Pushing her bra up, Michael lowered his head and took one juicy nipple into his mouth. He gave a long and hard suck before pulling back and letting it plop out of his mouth. He went for the other one and sucked again. Flicking her nipple, he looked at her to see her lost to the sensations he was giving her. Good, just where he wanted her. Not thinking, just feeling. His hand started to trail down to her pants. Getting to the button he deftly flicked it open. Reaching inside he cupped her mound and found it hot and wet. Shit, he wanted this woman, more than he wanted any woman in his past. Moving her panties to the side he drew a finger up her slit. Shauntea's back arched off the table and a load moan escaped her mouth. Michael wondered if he started to take her pants off if would she stop him. "Well no time like the present to find out," he thought. Changing his position so he was at her feet he reached up and slid his fingers around the waist of her jeans. Pulling, he smiled when her hips lifted and he pulled the jeans off and threw them on the floor. He nearly lost it when he saw the little black lace thong she wore. Licking his lips he wasted no time for her to change her mind. He grabbed her knees and slowly spread them apart; Grabbing the edges of the thong he pulled fast and off they came. "Fuck," Shauntea moaned. She watched him lower his head to her wet pussy. He started to lick the inside of her thigh and around her pussy to her other thigh. It seemed like he would never get to Ms. Kitty. Just the anticipation almost had her coming. Divine Ch. 03 "Michael. Please, baby. Stop teasing me." Giving in, Michael licked slow and long up her slit and rested at her clit. In slow circles, he licked her nub over and over again, hearing her cry out. He inserted a finger and began to work it in and out. Shauntea started to work her hips on his finger and moaned louder when she felt a second finger join the party. Grabbing his head, she began grinding her pussy into his face. "Shit, baby, don't stop." Her head thrashed back and forth as she felt he climax building. Reaching up with his free hand he caressed her right breast, thumbing her nipple. Her moaning got louder and her hips moved faster and faster on his face and he loved every minute of it. She was so intense and lost to his ministrations. "Oh My God, I'm cumming, fuck don't stop, yes." Her climax hit hard. The waves rolling over her and seemed to not stop. She didn't know when exactly her climax ended, but when she opened her eyes, Michael stood at the end of the table smiling. "That was amazing." "Thank you, baby." He said. With a sexy smile, Shauntea sat up and reached for his zipper. He slapped her hand away. Looking up confused, she said, "You gonna finish what you started?" "In time, patience, baby. That was just a taste. You don't fuck clients remember?" Smiling he kissed her lips. "I just gave you something to look forward to." *************************************