Mac goes to court and Claudia doesn't give him what he wants.

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Claudia testified via satellite to fuck up his plan of seeing her in court, as much as she wanted to face him and hear him be sentenced in person it was what he wanted and she wasn't giving it to him.

Originally she planned to travel to Utah and stay with Charlie and Emalee, but when she got Mac's letter she decided against it. She imagined him sitting there, waiting to lay eyes on her and the disappointment he would feel. He would hear them say her name, turn to look for her and then they would bring her image up on the screen.

She wore blue and Mac was seething, she wished that she could see his face when he realized she outsmarted him.

First, the prosecution questioned her and then the defense. She imagined Charlie was there, and Mac would be shooting daggers at him. She didn't realize at first how Mac felt about Charlie; he saw the other man as his nemesis, it scared her, it scared her for Charlie. But Charlie wasn't having it, he wanted him put away for life, nothing was keeping him from this trial.

"Yes, I lured him to my hotel where I then arrested him," Claudia answered the question of Mac's new lawyer.

"Like entrapment?"

"No, not like that," She answered, it wasn't a lie. This was Mac's public defender questioning her, and she knew Mac would not tell about their night together or the baby, no matter how much he would want to brag about it.

That risked Claudia being put in witness protection and even Mac would never find her then. He knew that, and so even he kept his mouth shut, maybe for the first time in his life. It was don't ask don't tell, not quite ethical, but she could live with it.

She didn't want to lose the life she had. She had so much to lose now, someone to protect.

"And is this why you are testifying in court via satellite so that Mr. Garcia cannot be near you?."

"Well, he used to write to me, he has been fixated on me in the past and I didn't want to set him off."

"Thank you, no further questions."

As Claudia signed out, she imagined the rage he was probably feeling now and she smiled. She had outsmarted him and not given him what he wanted. He wanted a face to face meeting and she had denied him.

Charlie testified after her and then various witnesses to his crimes, the trial went on for five weeks.

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As expected he was found guilty on all charges, every day Leslie stood hidden behind big dark sunglasses behind the courthouse to watch his being taken back to the jail. It was two minutes, where they brought him out and put him in a nondescript van. Leslie was there every day just to see him walk past her.

Soon they would be together again, she counted the minutes. He had gotten word to her that he wasn't angry that she told about the pictures, he assured her that it excited him that she was jealous. He made explicit dirty promises to her for when he was out, and she gave him her address.

On the night before his sentencing, Mac made his move, months before Leslie had brought him the blueprints to the courthouse which he committed to memory. Now it was time to do it, Leslie didn't know it but she was going to be of great assistance to him. Claudia was almost eight hundred miles away, and there was no time to waste.

It was go time.

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"It's not a boy Mac," Leslie answered, "Claudia had a girl." It was the first thing he asked when he arrived at her house, already she was put off by his blind obsession with this other woman and the baby. He didn't flinch although part of him wanted a son.

He shrugged then, a girl was fine, a little girl with her red hair. He was fine with that. Mac wondered a few times if she had considered adoption; but Claudia grew up in foster care, he had known all along that she would never give up this child. They were going to be tied to each other for life.

Leslie put her hand on his shoulder, "We don't have much time, we have to get moving."
She ran her hands over his shoulders and smiled at him.

"But first..."

"You want my cock do ya, Leslie?"

"I think I've earned it don't you?" She sassed and he squeezed his hand into a fist, then opened his hand, she was going to get a smack, and it was well deserved.

"Earned it?"

"I did your bidding, found your baby mamma for you."

"You're nothing but a whore," Mac growled at those words coming from this sluts mouth, how dare she mention Claudia now, unable to control his anger Mac just slapped her.

"What kind of woman are you that would sell out another woman for cock." He asked, "You're a betrayer, a disgrace to your gender."

"But," She gulped, "I love you."

"Suck it, bitch," He dropped his pants and shoved her down to her knees and shoved his cock into her mouth, "Suck it like a good whore."

When he'd had enough he pushed her off of him and back onto the couch, he hadn't tasted pussy in months and although it wasn't the one he wanted, it was the one available.

Now, his lips were gentle against her calf as he placed soft kisses there. Leslie tilted her head back and allowed herself to relax. His lips trailed further up her leg, hot and wet until finally, she felt him push aside the material of her panties and flick the tip of his tongue against her slit.
Leslie cried out and her fingers dove into his hair. Using his other hand, he parted her folds and placed wet kisses along them before abruptly sucking her clit into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it.

"Fuck," Leslie sighed, bucking shamelessly against his face. Shame and arousal weighed heavily on her as she realized he wasn't really there with her at the moment. He had moaned her name, "Claudia," the other woman in his life, without realizing it.

Leslie let him continue. She wanted it no matter what. No matter how it made her feel, this was what she had given everything up for, he was the one.

He traced a finger around her opening before pushing it deep inside her curling it towards him. With every pulsating suck against her clit, he simultaneously pressed against her g-spot.

Leslie's breathing quickened rapidly as his pace didn't waver for a moment.

"Are you gonna cum?" he said, voice gravely as he added another finger. "Cum all over my mouth like the whore you are?"

So now he knew who she was.

She couldn't hold back the depraved moan that vibrated through her at his filthy words. There was something about being degraded that never failed to make her cum.

"Cum for me, Leslie you fucking whore." He attached his lips her clit again and with one last, intense flick of his tongue she came in his mouth, stuttering and shaking.

"Oh fuck yes Mac," She screamed and let the feeling wash over her.

"You want my dick inside you, now." He said unbuckling his pants further.

"Yes, yes I've earned it. "

He stepped back with his hand in his dick.

"No," he shook his head, "I don't think you have."

"Please," She reached out to him, "I need it."

"This better be the best fuck of my life or you're dead. "

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