Dangerous Liasons

She was trembling with it. Her eyes burned with pain and her hands were balled into fists at her sides. She looked like a cornered lioness ready to attack. The tears coming down her face were the first sign of her having some traces of feelings and emotions since he met her. Walking slowly into the room he was struck how even with her eye makeup running down her face she was the most captivating woman he’d ever met.

“I’m not trying to pry…you seem genuinely distressed. Tell me what it is.”

She stood there watching his approach and he couldn’t tell if she was seeing him as an enemy in this moment or a friend. Walking slowly, closer to her, he held her gaze in hopes that she would let him in.

“Evangeline…”

“I don’t need your help. I don’t need anyone. I can take care of myself!!” she shouted angrily.

John didn’t understand the comment. He didn’t understand her fear. That’s what it was. FEAR. One moment she is commanding the attention of every man in the room and the next she’s hiding, afraid…or was it something else?

Standing now directly in front of her, he forgot the fact that she was dangerous. He forgot the fact that she couldn’t be trusted. The only thing he wanted to do was comfort her.

Evangeline saw the desire and warmth in his beautiful eyes and brought her face to his. Pressing her chest to his, she raised her hand and let it travel slowly up his arm reaching his shoulder then neck. He was staring down at her and she felt is heart beating against her breast. Moving her hand to his hair she pulled at his head and felt him lower his face to her neck. His lips softly touched the nape of her neck she tilted her head to the right causing her long mane to fall over her shoulder. His tongue slipped out and traced her neck to her ear lobe and her eyes rolled in her head. She felt his cool hand touch her bare back and pull her tighter to him. His manhood now pressing against her thigh she smiled.

John reached up and clasped the tiny jewel strap on her left shoulder pulling it down. By moving it away her left breast escaped her dress. Evangeline stepped back from him half exposed seeing his need for her. She made no move to cover her breast and saw his eyes linger on it as his chest rose and fell from his excitement.

His hair now hanging in his face she saw him swipe it from his eyes. Using her left hand she reached up to her other tiny strap and let the top of the dress fall free. The waist of the dress still clinging to her hips forcing her to use both hands to wiggle out of it. Now in front of him in her g-string with a tear soaked face she smirked.

“Well detective it’s your move.”
John reached up and unsnapped his bowtie looking at her body in the darkened moonlit room. Pulling out of his jacket he tossed it to the couch. Taking off his cuff links he walked toward her. She turned and went to the stairs in the cottage and started climbing. Now having a full view of her backside his heart raced. She sashayed upward her long mane swaying on her bare back. Removing his cufflinks he dropped them in his pocket and while unbuttoning his shirt he followed her upward and watched her disappear down the dark corridor.

Coming to the first room on his left he looked in and saw a small twin bed but no sign of her. Moving further down the hall he saw the door open to a room on the right. Walking into it he saw her laying on the bed with her left knee raised and her hair fanning out on the pillow.

She smiled at him and he noticed the sparkle of the diamonds around her neck and ears. It reminded him how far out of his league he really was. Taking off his shirt and removing his t-shirt first. He then unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor. Walking to the bed he saw her eyes linger on his manhood and then rise to meet his. In that moment they both knew of each others expectations and agreed to meet them. Climbing onto the bed slowly she closed her eyes and raised a hand pulling him to her.

For the first time since the ambush kiss at the Palace he brought his lips to hers and he felt lightheaded. Kissing her hard with her naked body under him he began to feel it melt and blend into his. Her long leg circled around his right leg and her other leg parted so that he lay in the middle of her love.

She kissed him back pressing his face to hers. He smelled her soft fragrance and tasted the champagne on her breath making him feel intoxicated. Her hands clawed at his back and he almost forgot his need to be in her because of his burning desire to devour her mouth.

She slid her hand down the curve of his back to his behind and pulled upward so that he shifted and the tip of his manhood worked its way to her opening. He followed her lead and worked his hips to penetrating her as he tasted her passion while he explored her mouth with his tongue. Opening his eyes he saw her her’s rolling in her head and felt his desire for her intensify. Feeling her right leg wrap around his waist he took his hand and grabbed at her left throwing it over his shoulder.

Letting go of the kiss they shared since he climbed into bed he rose above her and stared into her face as he drove himself deeper. She opened her eyes and stared piercingly into his and saw his need for her submission. Grunting at her warmth circling his manhood he lost focus and he almost climaxed. As if she knew his ability to remain in control was slipping from him. She lowered her leg and arched her back forcing him to roll over.

Rising on top of him backwards she lowered herself onto his member and looked over her shoulder at his amusement of the new position. Winking at him she gripped his ankles and moved up and down frantically making him holler out. After several intense moments of her driving him to madness he saw her sit back up and continue her ride on his member with her back to him and he grabbed her hips to keep from screaming out.

She lowered her head backwards as she worked him over causing her hair to travel further down her back. Reaching up he gabbed her breast and squeezed her nipples making her to moan loudly. Finally he got a verbal confirmation that she was loosing control as he was.

Moving more frantically he let go of her breast and fell back to the bed. Closing his eyes the circular up and down motions of her hips drove him insane. Gripping her behind tightly he let go and felt her pelvis vibrate as he did too.

Loosening his grip as the last of his seed escaped him the sweat on his face had his hair wet and clinging. Evangeline rose up gently and fell next to him. He looked at her shocked, pleased and confused by what happened. Reaching he touched the long mascara stained tear that was carved into her face from her cries earlier. She made no movement to remove his hand.

“Who are you?” he said softly to her.
“You don’t want to know.”
“I do...”
Turning her face she looked at him tears brimming her eyes, “I just want to be free.”
John frowned “Free?”
“I didn’t choose this John, it chose me.”
“I don’t understand Drake? Chaz?”

Turning her head from him aggravated “You have no idea how far off you are…” she mumbled.

Touching her face and turning it to his “Stop talking in riddles and trust me.”
“I don’t know you.”
“You know enough...”
“What happened to Caitlyn...” she asked softly

John felt as if he had been struck by lightening. “What did you say…?” He asked in a stunned whisper.

“What happened to her? What did Drake do to her? Why did you leave the FBI right after her death? What is in your file they keep as classified regarding Drake’s case?”

John glared at her and sat up, “What the hell is wrong with you lady prying into my life like that!” he shouted.

Evangeline rolled over and looked at the ceiling “See, you can’t share your pain so why the hell do you expect me to do so?” she said dryly

John saw her point. She saw right through his attempt to interrogate him. He’d slept with dangerous women before for various objectives. But what happened between them had nothing to do with the Cecoli case. He was drawn to her. He wanted to know her. He wanted to protect her. She was different than Caitlyn, yet something about her seemed similar. Something about her made him believe that the real woman underneath was broken and scared. As scared and broken as Caitlyn was before that madman slit her throat.

Laying back down he propped himself on his elbow “I’m sorry”
“Don’t be”
“I do want to help you”
“Trust me you will.”
“What does that mean?”

Looking at him smiling Evangeline reached and touched his face “I know what kind of man you are. I know that I can trust you to be you. When the time comes it will all make sense to you.”

John shook his head “Stop with the games. This is dangerous.”
“Very” she said smiling at him
Lowering his finger to the diamond necklace that circled her neck he fingered the precious jewels. “Why are material things so important to you?”

“You think because I wear jewels and drive fast cars that I value these things?”
“Of course, you must.”
Evangeline rolled her eyes “It’s a costume John.”
“A what?”
She looked at him. “Can we not talk. Can we pretend that neither has an objective or agenda? Just for the night.”

Before he could respond she reached up and kissed him. His hands went to her hair and he loved the feel of it in his fingers. Pulling on it his tongue and mouth went to her chin then neck. He trailed it to her breast and kissed, sucked and pulled at it. Evangeline closed her eyes and let him make love to her again and again. Surprised at his stamina and driven by her own burning desire to be in his arms she pushed all her pains away and focused on the way he made her feel.

Hours later ~

Opening her eyes she looked up at the ceiling and felt the weight of his arm thrown across her chest. Slowly and meticulously she moved from under him out his grasp. Standing at the foot of the bed she looked at him sprawled naked across the bed on his stomach. The muscles in his tattooed arm the arch of his back and his Adonis like buttocks and thighs. His hair covering his face made him so tempting to her, it took every once of her strength not to wake him and make love to him for a fifth time. Her thighs, back, and vagina ached from their love fest but it was a marvelous feeling. Running her hands through her hair she walked quietly over to the other side of the room and picked up her g-string. Leaving out of the room she hurried down the stairs quickly putting on her underwear and evening dress.

Gabbing her shoes and purse she crept out of the guest house. Rushing across the lawn she saw that the party had long ago ended. She ran toward the front of the mansion and saw her car waiting for her. Once her feet, damp from the dew soaked grass, hit the graveled sidewalk. She put on her sling back heels and fished in her purse for her keys.

Using the keyless remote she lowered the top and walked to her car. Then glancing over he shoulder she looked upward at the mansion that loomed behind her. The window on the fourth floor was lit and someone was staring down at her. She froze and tried to make out the silhouette. It was a man and her heart beat fast at the thought it could be him. Seeing the person finally walk away from the window she started to breathe again.

“Don’t worry Asa we will meet again soon.”


Morning ~

“John! John are you in here?”

Hearing the door slam downstairs John opened his eyes. He was lying on top of the bed naked. Looking to the spot where Evangeline lay he saw her diamond choker necklace lying beside him. So it wasn’t a dream. Clasping the necklace he heard it again…

“John, Are you upstairs?”

It was Natalie and she racing up the stairs. Sitting up he balled his fist around the necklace and tried to cover himself before she burst in. Of course he was too late and she wore a shocked face when she entered the room finding him naked.

John grabbed the sheet and pulled it to his waist, avoiding her eyes.

“What are you doing here like this? I looked for you all night” she said picking up his shirt and pants. “Did you have too much to drink?”

“Hand me my clothes” he said dryly
“Not until you answer my question. Why are you here?”

John looked at her angrily “I needed to crash because I had too much to drink so give me my clothes,” he hissed.
Natalie’s eyes teared. “You’re lying!”
“Whatever….”

”Did you bring that black bitch into my family’s house and screw her?”

John glared at her.

“How fucking dare you!” she screamed throwing his clothes at him “I will teach that bitch a lesson for disrespecting me. I’ll have her nappy headed ass thrown out of the Towers!!”

“Wait a damn minute!! You’ll keep your fucking mouth shut Natalie or I’ll shut it for you!” John yelled at her.

Natalie stood there shaking and crying “Why do you hate me?”

“I don’t hate you! I just don’t love you!!” he spat putting on his boxers and getting dressed.

“Well I won’t let you make a fool of me John!”

John rolled his eyes and finished getting dressed.

“Do you hear me!” she screamed running toward him. John slung her forcefully off him sending her flailing onto the bed. “Stay the hell away from me and her!” he yelled and slammed out.

Natalie curled up on the sheets he made loved to another woman on and screamed and wailed. She would show them both!