Judas kiss

Chapter 18 -- Dix-neuf.

From the corner of the door, she watched her ex-husband tuck their son in bed. He looked happy, she

knew he was genuinely happy with their son. He had never been one who wanted kids but he had

changed, she could see from his eyes how they brightened whenever he talked to their son. Leo was

happy too, he loved his father. He loved having his father around. Della turned around with her mug of

hot chocolate, making her way towards the kitchen.

"He is asleep." Andre appeared in front of her, he looked really handsome. She was just being honest

with herself. Andre had always been an attractive male. Removing his jacket, he rolled the sleeves of

his dress shirt back. His veins were distinctly visible, it was always her weakness.

"Thanks." She said taking a sip of her hot chocolate. She held the mug with both hands enjoying the

warmth that radiated from the cup.

"He is my son too, Della so it's no problem." He smirked at her. Andre gladly took the mug in front of

him, it was no surprise Della had made him a cup too. He missed it, it used to be their thing.

Once upon a time...

"I just thought you would want one after a long day." She added trying to keep their conversation brief.

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"Yeah thanks, I'm really tired. Avoiding my mom isn't really as easy as I thought it would be." He

sighed. Della didn't want to intrude in his business. She went to sit on the couch, still in her night dress

and her night gown. Andre followed her with his mug in hand, these were always the advantages of

having a wife who once worked at Starbucks. She knew every trick in the book. He thought she looked

absolutely dashing. He could outline her hips and slender waist from her untied gown. The night dress

was silk and it let his imagination run wild. Her legs looked deliciously creamy, her hair tied in a bun

with no makeup on, she was heaven on earth. He missed his wife...?ex-wife.

That still had to register... even after so many years.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? "Why would you do that Andre? You have no idea how anyone would love to have

the attention your mother gives you?" Adela said thinking about her own situation.

? ? ? ? ? "Her attention drove you away from me, so that's really great." He said in a sarcastic tone,

running a hand through his blonde locks.

"Not this again." Adela mumbled setting her mug on the coffee table in front of them. It was annoying

how everyone wanted to remind her...?of the mistake that had happened a few years back. They were

a mistake, it was a mistake and she moved passed it. Everyone should too. People divorce all the time.

Why did people make it out to be bigger than it actually was? Andre simply divorced her and that was

it. People divorce all the time. People make past relationship mistakes all the time. At this point Della

was over thinking—

Overall this proved that Della had not yet dealt with this emotionally and just kept rubbing it off. The

wound had never healed.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? "We haven't really talked... you know and we can't avoid this forever." He set his mug

down as well, turning to face her.

? ? ? "Avoid what Andre? Our failed marriage isn't worth discussing. We got divorced like any other

couple that would after realizing they made a mistake." Adela almost yelled.

"It is because I haven't been able to live with myself-" He said sadly.

God please!?Adela begged under her breath. This subject made her very uneasy.

"It just doesn't matter anymore." Della said nonchalantly.

"I'm avoiding my mother because she refuses to apologize for what she did to you, I saw- i saw- i saw

the video Adela." He paused.

"What video?" Adela panicked.

"When my mom came to our house, you offered her something to drink while she waited for me to

arrive home. I called and you went to answer your phone, you told me my mom was waiting for me and

that you loved me...?the very last time you said you loved me.?She spiked your drink while you took

the call. Minutes later you were out, I watched that man-" He cringed. "I watched him carry you

upstairs, lay you on our bed, undress you-" Andre was now angry as these scenes kept playing in his

head. He had watched the video earlier in his office. That's was something he should have done long

back but his security footages were tempered with. "He laid next to your helpless body and the next

thing I arrived only to find you in his arms-"

"Stop stop—" Adela whispered, it was torture. She didn't remember much, everything had been a blur

when she passed out.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? "I'm sorry Adela."

? ? ? ? ? ?? "It wasn't your fault."

? ? ? ? ? "It was my mother, I will never forgive her." He cursed under his breath.

? ? "Andre holding grudges isn't a good thing." She paused. "She is still your mother."

"I love you way too much that I'm willing to cut my mother off." He gave her a small smile, she almost

chocked on her saliva. It made her giddy but she never wanted to hear those words from anyone but

Leo. They were shallow and overused.

"I didn't ask you to and love is overrated really, those words are so overused." She shrugged.

"Remember how I didn't tell you I loved you until our fifth month of dating? Well I lied, I was in love with

you the very first day you gave me the wrong number." He chuckled reminiscing.

"You shouldn't have chased me, now look the mess we made." She said and he watched how a small

smile appeared on her lips, she clearly remembered. "I made this bed the day I allowed you to kiss me,

now I have to sleep on it." She mumbled to herself but he heard her clearly. The day he kissed her, she

swore she had never been kissed before. Della was so shy, her innocence was one of the things that

attracted him. How she always blushed when was close—

"Can I kiss you again so you know it wasn't a mistake?" He smirked as she gasped. They were just

meters away from each other. She could feel his minty breath on her neck every time he said

something.

"No—" Andre shifted closer he caressed her cheeks. Her breath hitched when his hands accidentally

rubbed on her hard nipples that could be seen from her silk night dress. He clearly did it on purpose.

Andre held her face close laying soft kisses on her neck... she shivered.

"Just give me a chance to prove that I can still make you—" He kissed her jaw line inhaling her vanilla

scent. "and our son happy.”

He kissed her cheek then went in for the chase, it was now or never. He thought as he gently locked

lips with her. Della did not protest, her core was already throbbing for his touch. In simple math, she

was awfully horny.

He massaged her hair as he let his tongue slide in. She didn't remember when was the last time she

felt butterflies like this, like a teenager. He tasted like mint. She finally let her guard down as she laid

her small hand on his broad chest. There was clearly something. They both felt it. Before they both

knew it they were getting carried away. She laid back on the couch and he hovered over her. He laid

chaste kisses on her neck. It was still her sweet spot right below the ear. He nibbled and she let out a

moan. It was music to his ears. Andre's hand outlined her nipples from her clothing with both his hands,

she wasn't wearing a bra... her breasts were always perky and pointy.

"Ahh-" she moaned as he rubbed his hard on in between her thighs that were now open so he could

hover over her. Her dress hitched up. He continued giving her soothing kisses while he pressed his

hard on, on her lace panties.

His left hand made its way to her panties. She was breathless when he put his thumb pressed on her

pearl. She was so wet, he thought as he pumped in her core while kissing her. Her vulva was throbbing

with need as he let his teeth graze on her neck leaving love bites. She moaned incoherent sounds of

pleasure for a second they both forgot this wasn't like the old days, they now had a son and it was

sorely inappropriate for them to do this in the dining room while he was asleep.

His finger teased her clit continuously earning a reaction from her. She had her eyes closed, she

looked beautiful-

He suddenly thrust two fingers in her core and she arched her back throwing her head back with

pleasure. "Andre-e-e" She moaned. "Yes baby." He pressed his lips onto her parted lips—

it had been so long.

He continued pumping his two long fingers in between her wet vulva. His length twitched in his pants

wanting more attention but he wanted to satisfy her first.

"Ahh-ndre-" she moaned.

His pace was now faster and her breath hitched. She let out a shaky breath, she bit her bottom lip her

eyes still closed. Andre thought this was the most beautiful scene he had seen in a long time.

"Open your eyes?ma moité.."?She opened them instantly. She was about to reach climax and he knew.

He continued thrusting deep inside her core while still rubbing on her throbbing clit with his thumb. She

was so so so moisture. With one final stroke she reached her climax, her big brown eyes staring into

his ocean blue eyes. His blonde curls falling onto his forehead, he looked like a snack to take in. Della

let out a satisfied sigh of breath.

They made eye contact, still in each other`s arms, none of them moving. She was about to move when

the sound of keys and the door abruptly opening. They both stood up from their awkward position, she

hastily wrapped her gown around her body-

"Darling?" Garreth's voice echoed as he finally came into view. His face immediately frowned meaning

he had witnessed the last few minutes they had on the couch when her legs were wide open with

Andre hovering.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" She asked awkwardly wrapping her arms around her body.

"You gave me extra keys remember so I thought I would bring Leith and some champagne but you

seem busy—" Garreth said glaring at Andre. Leith finally joined the conversation.."Hello." his British

accent echoed. "Adela and-" He paused. Andre suddenly licked licked his fingers to show them exactly

what they were up to. "I'm Andre." He said in a husky tone. Della face palmed because Andre was

clearly marking his territory.

"I'm Leith." He replied in a composed tone.

"Uhm Mr. Levetté may I have a word with you please?" Garreth said pointing towards the door.

"Ofcourse." Andre replied.

"Leith here is the champagne, you and Adela can begin while my ex- son in law and I have a word.."

Garreth made emphasis on the word?'ex'

"Absolutely." Leith replied and Della knew then and there she had messed up.

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