Judas kiss

Chapter 81 - Ready for the main course?

"Is the door locked?"

Della asked scared that Lyle and Leo might find them doing this. She felt very self conscious also she

felt that there was absolutely no need to do this but Andre was excited to start this album collection of

his. A month had passed, Della was now in her fourth month. Caring twins meant she had doubled up

the size, she looked to be in her fifth month. At the fourth month the doctor had mentioned that the

twins were still tiny but were already developing all kinds of features such as eyebrows and eyelashes.

Amazingly now they have their own finger prints and will soon have a crop of hair on top of their heads.

Della and Andre had already found out on their appointment from the day before that they were having

twin girls. Andre was more emotional than Della. He said he couldn't believe that this was happening

and at a certain point he thought his life was over and had lost all hope in love and all the good stuff

that it came with. Della had hugged him with no intention of letting go, she absolutely loved that he

could be absolutely weak in front of her. The CEO, big shot Andre Levetté could be vulnerable in front

of Della and only Della. He could absolutely let his guard down when it came to her.

Della could now feel and make up when the twins were moving. With all their hiccups and yawning. Her

breathing had become labored. It worried her at first until Dr. Manisha said yes they were already

practicing their breathing by pushing up against her lungs with their hiccups. The sensations felt like

butterflies and somewhat ticklish at times.

"It's alright Della, the twins are snoozing, stretching, swallowing even thumb-sucking already testing out

their reflexes and abilities. By the end of this month they will measure about six to eight inches in

length. And both weigh approximately six ounces. Everything is perfect normal and fine." The doctor

assured the expecting couple.

"Andre, I'm not so sure about this.." Della whined.

"You're beautiful Della, you look absolutely stunning. I promise chéri, just do this for the twins... and

me."

"C-can I atleast wear my underwear..?"

"Chéri, then it wouldn't be called a nude pregnancy photo shoot. Remember we talked about this and

you said you wanted this as well. I won't allow any other men to see you like this that's why I'm

photographing all this by myself so you feel comfortable alright?mon angé?"

Della was about to drop her gown leaving her naked—

"Andre... can you turn around?"

Andre chuckled as if she had said the funniest joke on earth. He couldn't stop laughing. He was

kneeling on the grey carpeted floor with the camera in hand. Della stood against the clear white wall in

their master bedroom that would lead to their Victorian balcony.

"How many times have I see you naked Della? I'm the reason why you're in that position, there's

nothing to be insecure about!" He assured her. Della was worried about the spider veins on her All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

breasts, due to being loaded with milk from the pregnancy. She felt as if it didn't look appealing.

"We will only snap three pictures then choose the best one... after all we will do this once a month until

the twins are here.."

She sighed.

"Just three then I can put back on my gown?" She asked feeling a tad bit bold.

"Just three then I will take you to bed and satisfy you like you requested earlier before... we were

interrupted.."

Della immediately smiled.

You could say her sex drive had picked up and she couldn't keep her hands off Andre. She begged and

yearned for him and his touch, he on the other hand found it amusing.

Finally Della dropped her gown on the floor. She felt a wave of coldness blanket her body. Andre

gulped down saliva he didn't know he was holding. This would be harder than he thought..

"What should I do?" She asked.

"U-uhm Just stand side ways so we can show the growth... each month." He said feeling how

uncomfortable his jeans were starting to feel strained.

"Okay.." Della said doing as she had been told. She place one arm on her breasts covering her hard

nipples and the other hand laid on her belly bump.

Andre couldn't help but take more photos than needed. Della was starting to feel more confident in her

position. Especially when Andre gave her that smile, it made her have butterflies. She didn't know if it

was the girls moving or the way their father made her feel. When he was done taking the photos, he

started to go through them and the pride that he felt. They were so beautiful, he couldn't wait to turn

them into black and white and frame their in their baby album. In fact he wanted to frame one for his

key set, wallpaper and anyplace possible. The problem is, he didn't want other men thirsting over her

or seeing what was his and what only he could have.

"Are they good?" She asked putting back in her silk black gown as she went to stand behind him. He

turned to give her a smile.

"They're perfect, you're a natural."

"Oh, you're just trying to get me into bed.." Della teased.

Andre blushed, he couldn't handle how much he felt for her. He couldn't handle how much he felt when

she was this close in nothing but a silk gown.

Moments later after a heartfelt make up session. Andre stripped the tiny piece of silk of his wife and

told her to open her legs as he couldn't help to devour her. Feeling confident because she had shaved

just for this shoot, she did. Andre teased her labia before laying his wet moist tongue on her clit. She

almost closed her legs as his tongue went in between her tiny opening. His two fingers rubbed on her

labia as his tongue flipped on her clit like ice cream. Juices flowed, they tasted so sweet. Hearing her

moan, gave him satisfaction. He was glad when he made the decision to make these walls sound proof

seven years ago. Her hips buckled faster against his lips as her hands gripped onto his dirty blonde

now messy hair. With just one lick her thighs involuntarily shook as she hit the most beautiful high. He

wished he could see the satisfaction on her face but the twins had already built a mountain and from

where he was that's all he could see. Della was breathing heavily with her eyes closed.

"Ready for the main course?" He teased her as he unbuttoned the button on his Calvin Klein jeans.

Della opened her eyes and watched his undress, he was absolutely breathtaking, she thought to

herself. She watched her his biceps stretched as he removed his T-shirts. This man was absolutely

breathtaking. When he was done he sealed his lips with hers. He tasted sweet and—

He positioned himself on her already moist entrance. She closed her eyes shut as he stretched out her

walls, completely filling her in. She helplessly wanted to kiss him and pull him closer but the twins

wouldn't allow it. Andre had her laying at the edge of the bed, standing he relentlessly pull out only to

slam back in with just as much force. The sound of the juices formed between the two lovers was

audible. Della whimpered... she tightened around him. He caresses her nipples as he committed

damnation on her body. Finally after she tightened around him, he growled as he gave her one last

thrust hitting her g-spot. He let his load in her.. it was warm and gave her an feeling of fulfillment and

proof the she had been fucked. He was the only men who knew how her body worked and could bring

both of them to orgasm at the same time.

He gave her a kiss on her temple and whispered "As I promised.."

Della rolled to her side and whispered. "Can we cuddle?"

"Anything for you, Mon Angelique."

They cuddled, he held her until she slept from exhaustion he covered her in a warm fleece before he

went to showered and went to his study to get some work done and him not wanting to wait to print the

beautiful pictures. He couldn't do that with Della around, she was such a distraction.

-

"Are you ready to go home?" Garreth asked Marcela who was seating in her wheelchair with a sulky

look.

"It's not home." She mustered a snide reply.

"Great, I'm excited." Garreth ignored knowing exactly how to handle her. She acted all strong willed,

rude and so on but he knew her all too well without her Facade.

"I will pay you back all your dirty money, I do not want to owe you anything, Jake!"

"Oh wow you really thought that last one would do something to me, well you're mistaken Marcy. I have

accepted that I'm Jake and I will always be Jake so feel free to call me Jake, shorter than Garreth

right?" Garreth said in a composed voice, doing exactly what his psychologist had advised him to do if

he ever came to terms with this confrontation. No being able to piss Off Garreth really irritated Marcela.

"Are you sure you aren't pretending to not being able to use your legs? We know you're a compulsive

liar dear." He added.

"What so you can push me off the stairs when no one is watching?"

"I'm offended." Garreth faked a sigh. "Your husband threw all your clothes on his front yard and I had to

send someone to get your valuables."

Marcela felt a pang of hurt.

"Does he know that, I'm being discharged?"

"Yes, his exact words were 'she can go fuck herself' anyways I'm here!" Garreth was enjoying dishing

out all of this at Marcela. Seemingly he found it amusing how she suddenly had no sarcastic reply.

"Does he know that I can't walk yet?"

"He hanged up before I could tell him. He says you said sign the divorce otherwise he won't grant you

visitation for Lyle when he returns home."

Marcela immediately sniffled.

"Garreth, you're really going to let him to this to do?"

Garreth shrugged. "Cute manipulating skills, next time try actually bringing out a few of those tears."

"Why are you so cruel?" Marcela yelled.

Garreth chuckled.

"This will be entertaining, we're going to have so much fun Marcy. I will help you bathe and all of the

above."

Marcela cringed. "You bastard!"

"You're welcome dear, now smile that frown brings out all your wrinkles into view."

Their little quarrel was disturbed by the doctor who came in to discharge Marcela. Signing all the

necessary forms before allowing Garreth and the patient to do the same. The doctor wished them well

as the nurse cleared the bed, getting it ready for the next patient who would be moving into the very

same room. One of Garreth's recently hired man. Pushed Marcela on her wheelchair as they got ready

to leave. Marcela only scrolled at them. Garreth walked beside them taking a business call.

-

"Do you like it? I just recently bought it." Garreth announced, pertaining the house he had bought in

Manhattan. Marcela really liked it, it was much bigger than the house she shared with her husband.

"It's nice." Marcela said genuinely trying not to seem like she liked it more than she had said.?