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Black stood on the balcony watching Jada, but his mind was on CeCe. He thought back to the day that CeCe saved his life by taking care of him until Jamaica arrived with the doctor. He remembered what she said. “My only real competition for your heart is your wife.”
“She is?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?” CeCe inquired.
“I’m asking why you think she is.”
“You are still very much in love with her. I can tell by the look on your face when you talk about her. I think when I ask you what you’re thinking about and you say nothing, you’re actually thinking about her. So my problem is; how do I compete with a dead woman? How do I get past all the memories you cling to about her and the love the two of you had? How do I get past you thinking that if I get too close that what happened to her will happen to me, and you feeling like her dying was your fault? How do I get past all that?”
He knew that CeCe was right; he was still in love with Cassandra. At the time he told her that it was something that she had to work out for herself. But that was wrong. It was something he needed to work out. And even though he had allowed CeCe to get close to him, to become a mother to Michelle and to carry his unborn child, there were still times when he felt like Cassandra was just gone on a long trip and would be back any day now. That every minute he spent with CeCe, he was being unfaithful to his wife. Unfaithful to her memory. But CeCe managed to squeeze herself in and fought for the position that she now occupied in his life.
“Mind if I ask you a question?” Bobby asked, breaking Black out of the deep thought he was in.
“What’s that Bobby?”
“Do you think you’re with CeCe because she was with you when you almost died?”
“How did you know what I was thinking about?”
“I’ve known you a long time, Mike. You’re standing there burning a hole in the back of Ms West head. You’re thinking about her and your relationship with CeCe. Am I right?”
Black laughed. “Yeah, Bobby, you’re right.”
“So answer my question.”
“Honestly, Bobby, I don’t know. But since you’re inside my head, you should already know that.”
“Okay, let me ask you another question.”
“Go ahead.”
“You want to fuck her again, don’t you?”
“Yes. But she made it quite clear that it was a one time thing.”
“Whatever, nigga. I can tell by the way she looks at you that she wants you.”
“Whether that’s true or not, CeCe is the future,” Black said and continued to stare at Jada.
“That may be true and I know that you really believe that or you wouldn’t have said it. CeCe may be the future, but that,” Bobby said and pointed at Jada. “My old friend is your woman.”
Black didn’t say thing.
“Look at her. Aside from being fine as hell, she’s standing out there in blazing hot sun and she got that nigga out there with a machinegun, holding an umbrella for her. She is dressed to the nines, in four-inch stiletto’s and giving orders. She sat there last night and watched you brutalize that nigga. She didn’t flinch, she didn’t look away, she sat there all night and watched us work. I like CeCe, I really do, but could CeCe do that?”
“No. First of all, I would never have let Cee come with us. But if she was there, Cee would have left the room.” Black liked the fact that CeCe had no role in his business. And that was the way he wanted to keep it. By being involved in his world, Jada was at risk. The fact that Harry’s gunman took a shot at her brought that fact home to him. He didn’t want to be the cause of another woman in his life dying for something he had done.
“That is the lady on your arm that I know you like. Shit, I’ve never met anybody as lady like as her. And you both love making money.”
Black looked at Bobby and even though he didn’t want to admit it, Bobby had raised a number of good points that he couldn’t argue with. He and Jada were good together. But Cee is the future, he told himself.
He too thought about their afternoon together. He closed his eyes and could clearly see Jada crawling around on the bed. She had such a perfect ass. Black
crawled over behind her and ran his hands along her back, around her perfect ass, then squeezed her firm thighs. Her skin was soft and smooth. Jada spread her legs and he fingered her clit and played with her lips before he entered her. Her pussy was so soft, so wet and fit him so well. He felt her ass pounding against him. He felt her muscles tighten around him.
And when they kissed he tasted the champagne on her tongue as it glided slowly and smoothly over his. His hands reached out and caressed her thighs then her stomach and her beautiful breasts. Jada began to run her hand across Black’s leg then she took his face into her hands and kissed him. While she kissed him, Jada began to stroke him. Black looked down at Jada as she ran her tongue along the sides of his shaft.
Jada laid down on the bed, her nipples grew harder as Black ran his tongue across them. They looked in each other’s eyes. He reached for Jada’s face and pulled her toward him. Their tongues became entangled in passion. He eased himself inside. “Oh, Mr. Black,” she purred and wrapped her legs around his waist. Black opened his eyes and tried to push all thoughts of sex with Jada West out of his mind.
