“Second chance at what?”
“A second chance at making a first impression.” CeCe unlocked the door, but didn’t open it. “You had the wrong impression of me, Mr. Black. I had to show you that I wasn’t the woman you thought I was. I had to introduce you to the real me.”
“You didn’t have to go through all that,” I said, but I was glad that she did. I saw CeCe in a completely different light now.
“Yes, I did. If I didn’t, you would have never gotten to know me. You might have even gotten around to having sex with me. But you would’ve never invited me out for an evening like the one we just had.”
“I might have.”
“No you wouldn’t, because you didn’t see me that way. You saw me as a soldier, a pawn on your chessboard. A knight at best, ’cause I get things done for you.”
“I hate to admit it, but you’re right. Right about a lot of things you’ve said about me.”
“This is a good thing, at least I hope so anyway.” CeCe opened the door. “Well, goodnight, Mr. Black. I’d invite you in, but I don’t want you to think that I was the type of woman who has sex on the first date.”
I looked at her like she was stupid, but if that’s the way she wanted to play it, it was all good. I w
as just glad that I didn’t send Kevon home.
“Good night, CeCe.”
CeCe leaned forward, took my hand, and kissed me on the cheek. She leaned back, but didn’t let on of my hand when I started to walk away.
Instead, she pulled me back gently and kissed me again, on the lips this time; and began backing her way into her apartment.
CeCe reached behind her back and attempted to unzip her dress. Since she was still walking backwards she was having problems, so I pulled her to my chest. CeCe loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. I unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. I unhooked her bra and slid it off her shoulders. CeCe kicked out of her shoes and undid my pants.
When were naked, CeCe took me by the hand and led me to her room. She lay down in bed next to me and ran my hand across her breasts. I teased them with my tongue, sliding it slowly around her beautiful, dark circles. When CeCe spread her legs, I fingered her clit and CeCe moaned. CeCe kissed me passionately, and I reached out for CeCe and gently moved her body so I could taste her. I ran my tongue along her lips and proceeded to lick her clit. She moaned with pleasure.
CeCe repositioned herself and got on top of me. I looked on as she lowered herself onto me slowly. While she took me into the wetness between her thighs, CeCe stared into my eyes. “I have wanted this for so long.”
I lay on my back and watched her move. Each movement was agonizingly slow and deliberate. I felt her body quiver. “Ooooh!” she cried.
CeCe rolled off of me and I watched her crawl around on the bed. Her ass was perfection. I ran my hands along her back, around her perfect ass then squeezed her firm thighs. I got up on my knees and entered her from behind. I felt the muscles inside her tighten around me. Her pussy was so soft, so wet, and I knew that I was absolutely right about her.
CeCe was a very dangerous woman.
One that I could have avoided.
But that’s a story for another day.
Chapter 39
Nine months and twenty-three days later
Things have been good lately. Much better than I expected actually.
Martin Marshall won his election as congressman for his district. I used the check that Travis brought back from the Caymans for Martin’s campaign. It paid for a few dirty tricks he said he needed money for, and as the election got closer, I put some money in the street, which boosted voter turnout. Since then, Martin has proven to be a very valuable ally.
Shortly after JR came home to recover from his heart attack, he had a stroke that left him paralyzed on the right side of his body, and his speech badly impaired. With JR incapacitated, her brother in jail and Jeff Ritchie dead, Rain turned to Nick. In exchange for my help with her brother’s case, Rain handed Nick JR’s gambling operations on a silver platter.
Wanda recommended that Miles plead not guilty of the murder due to temporary insanity, and wave his right to a jury trial. The prosecution thought they had a slam duck until I got his case heard in front of a sympathetic judge. A judge Martin gave me.
Under oath, each witness testified that they saw Miles and Jeff Ritchie fighting, and then Miles shot him. Thanks to Nick, none of the witnesses could remember seeing Miles leave and come back with the gun. The judge concluded that Miles, after hearing that Jeff Ritchie had arranged the murder of the mother of his child, that his mental condition at the time of the killing, rendered the him unable to determine right from wrong, or that what he was doing was wrong. The Judge ordered clinical treatment until Miles could be certified safe to be released back into the community.
However, things haven’t gone all that well for DEA agent Pete Vinnelli. Once the article hit the newsstands he was placed on administrative leave pending investigation. The Justice Department moved very quickly to freeze his assets, including the offshore accounts that were in the name of Eileen McManus.
After receiving the picture of Vinnelli and Pamela Connote, Eileen McManus went after Vinnelli with a gun. Emptying the clip on him. But since she wasn’t a good shot, she only hit him once in the shoulder. She was arrested for attempted murder and money laundering. In exchange for consideration on the money laundering charge, McManus agreed to testify against Vinnelli. She pled guilty to aggravated assault and got five years.