WHITNEY

This little moment spent alone, discussing with the silence on the balcony revealed to me how I would have to organize things if I wanted to see Mr.Wilson sank.

The decision had already been taken, thus I should profit from the last moment I would have to spend in this peaceful humor with Addams before this war between his dad and I should start.

Life was unfair. I had no choice than taking my revenge for everything he did, this time it was unforgivable.

He would pay, and assume every tear he dared make dropped down my cheeks, whatever trick I would use, I should attain my goal.

No matter what it would cost, even if I would risk my life. The only regret I would have would be to see Addams torn off.

This war was mine, therefore, I couldn't tell him something about it. I didn't want him to be mingled in, I didn't want him to fight with his father.

My mama would have never liked it.

Before my plan should start, I wanted to resent Addams touches, to taste his kisses, to feel his dick inside of me, for this little moment of a lull, because the storm approaching wouldn't give me any rest.

On the balcony, I started undressing my gown as I crashed my lips against his.
The lust was leading me, I didn't want to stop, because I knew that peaceful moment wouldn't last forever.

What the hell was that, I could cry when I thought of the repercussion this fight would have on us, even with the pleasure that his kisses bestowed, my eyes were wet, filled with tears.

But I should remain unflexible, this was the first step to master if I wanted to see this asshole sink.

Thus, I struggled to keep my eyes dry, and I took pleasure in the cuddles of Addams, the only guy who succeeded to make me discover what loving someone meant.

I touched every part of his body, this body I claimed as my belonging.

He desired me, he needed me, and I loved him back, I wanted him back, I wanted that moment to be an infinity, but It would live forever only in my memories, I would never forget all the joy he made me feel.

How much he made me laugh, how we took pleasure in every aspect of life; though it had to take an end.

Leading by desire, Addams helped me to undress my robe, carrying me on his muscled arm, and entered the bedroom.

We were naked, admiring each other beautiful bodies, I wanted to make love this night with my soul, with all my being.

I had always taken pleasure in every time we made love. Nevertheless, I wanted this day to be more special than the first time he touched me.

"I want to feel you as if it will be the last time you will have to make love to me, just allow all your follies to come out" I whispered in his ears with some glamour touches.

I saw the excitation growing in his glance, the hungry desire he had to make me whimper, scream, and cum.

Laid on the bed, I looked at this beautiful countenance, at this face, at this emerald eyes fixed on mine, and thought we would never be happy together. It tore me off.

Why life was so harsh?

He came close to me and crashed his lips on mine his hand playing with my breast and nipples, he hungrily kissed me, with passion.

My breath became hard and stuttered as the lust increased, my whole body was electrified at his touches.

He came down slowly with his mouth to my nipples, with one hand already underneath me, I felt his fingers playing with my clitoris and another one, inside my pussy.

I bit my lower lip, the pleasure I felt was breathtaking. I didn't know why I took such extreme pleasure this time, maybe because I considered it as one of the last times we would have sex.

He inserted his second finger and started to move inside of me, which forced me to open my mouth and escaped a moan, his tongue, and lips didn't leave my nipples.

He caressed my clitoris, and I suddenly felt his dick entering my innards, he was inside of me, which automatically changed the rhythm of my breath.

It always filled me with extreme pleasure I think no one else could bestow. He made me moan at the rhythm of his movement and bent his head to kiss me, which filled the room with silence the sound escaping my mouth was breaking.

He amplified the rate of the movement and stopped suddenly, matching his lips with mine, I looked into his eyes, these loving eyes he used to look at me with.

"Don't ever do it with somebody else, I don't imagine how I will feel just thinking of someone else touching you," he stated fixing my glance.

"I would certainly kill him" he added.

I nonchalantly nodded, with my heart broken at his messages, he believed in this love, he trusted me, and he wanted me to always be there at his side.

But...but life was unfair, life didn't always give us things how we always expected, life gave us some blows that forced us to take an adaptation.

It didn't ask about our will, it never asked, it gave us things as it wanted, and we have to handle them according to the situation.

I would break his heart, I was forced to, I couldn't do something else, there was no other option.

I knew Mom, where she was at that moment wouldn't be happy, she always wanted me to run away from this bitterness.

But it was what was good, for Addams, for me, for my parent even for her, where she was now in heaven.

"Promised?" Addams asked, lifting his smallest fingers and waiting for mine to do the vow.

I lifted my finger, with a smile on my lips although my heart wasn't in the same state as my countenance showed.

"Even during the worst" he pronounced as my finger intersected his.

I nodded, life was transforming me into a devil, I was lying to the only human I loved.

He stood and I discovered both of us were already done. He had made me cum and he had also already ejaculated.
Addams my only love would be broken because of me, what the hell life was showing me?