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 fianc 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. 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. 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 caf 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.