She pants and arches her body, eager to offer herself up to him in any way he'll accept. Rene looks her over and shakes his head slowly. "Mon Dieu. I don't deserve you." "I want you more than anyone, Rene. Please. Touch me." Celine bites her lip. She's neversaid anything so dirty and honest all at once. Rene nods and holds her ankle. He kisses the inside of her calf, the inside of her knee, then her thigh, littering kisses up her body until he stops at her mouth. He groans as he sucks her bottom lip between his and Celine pants, dragging her nails down his back before wrapping her legs around him. She needs the friction of his hardness against her clit, needs something, anything to bring her closer to the edge. But Rene unhooks her bra and drags it off, then explores with his mouth. Celine pants, her words forgotten in favor of the moans rolling up from her throat. Rene licks and kisses across her breasts, whispering how perfect she is. He praises her in French and English as his mouth maps out her body, following every curve, finding every freckleand forgotten scar, soothing them with soft kisses. He licks and kisses around her belly button and takes a slow breath. "Celine, tell me if it's too much." "You're going to drive me insane." She pants. "And I want it. I need you." Rene drags her underwear down with his teeth. Celine instinctively tries to cover herself. It's the first time she's ever been naked in front of anyone and she's never felt so vulnerable. Even though she knows Rene, has craved his touch, his attention, his love for years ... the exposed feeling brings shame and fear.
