"A real one, Rene." She whispers.He leans forward and finally kisses her. Celine feels sparks right away. It's like she's melting and exploding all at once. She groans and clings to him as Rene parts her lips with his tongue and strokes deep into her mouth. She feasts on him, devouring each moan as she presses her body against his. There's need and love and everything in their kiss, dragging them together with more force than magnets. It's built up for years and couldn't be more intense if they had planned it. Celine had only planned for one kiss, but one taste isn't enough. Not of Rene. Groaning, she wraps her arms around him and presses him against the door, before he turns them and pins her against the wall. Panting, she wriggles against him. Before she knows it, they're on the bed, making out hungrily. Rene never pushes for more, but Celine can feel the heat between them building. Every next move is natural, everything with him is easy and right. Singing to him, dancing with him, talking, travelling, kissing. It's all exactly what it should be. "Rene, I want you. Please. Please." She pants as he kisses across her neck. "I've waited ..." "So long." He finished, taking his shirt off and tossing it to the side. "It's felt like ten lifetimes I've been waiting for you, Celine." He groans and slowly tugs on Celine's shirt, dragging it over her skin in a way that sends skitters of pleasure across her skin and straight down to her core. She gasps and watches as he slowly tugs her pants down her legs, revealing her creamy thighs millimeter by millimeter.
