My insane obsession

Part 2

I came back with two glasses and the champagne. We sat on the sofa facing the fireplace. Outside the weather looked like a blizzard was going to form. We were talking, drinking, dating .... I was actually taking time. But there's no way, when we start to kiss, it's a fire so big that it takes over us, it's arms, legs, tongues, smell, flavors, an erupting volcano. When I realized we were already on the floor on the cushions, I was under him.

We kissed passionately, hungry. Hands roaming the bodies. It was intense. He reached into my dress and squeezed my breast. I arched my head back with the unexpected sensation. He undid the noose around my neck and discovered my torso, exposing my bare breasts. He kissed licking my breasts. He sucked it. I squirmed under him, rubbed my legs over his. I threw my head to the sides. I decided to act so as not to get lost. I started to take off his shirt. I opened the buttons and ran my hands inside his shirt over his muscular chest. I unbuckled his pants, unzipped them. He undid his pants and pulled my dress. Now we were only with the underwear.

He kissed me deeply while squeezing my thigh, digging his fingertips into my flesh. The other hand gripped my waist, which makes me very excited. He didn't even know it, but he messed with all the magic points in my body. How did he know me, without knowing me? I felt his penis grow between my legs, very hard on his underwear. When he squeezed my stomach tightly, I couldn't resist, I gave a very loud cry that echoed through the chalet, I arched my body contorting and begged him to make me his. He knelt and slowly took off my black lace panties. I sat down and pulled off his underwear, but I barely had time to enjoy that cock, he was already lying on me, taking my mouth, the breast with one hand, the other grabbed my leg. He passed my thigh over his hip and sank into me. I groaned loudly when he penetrated deep. He was big. How I longed for that. Feel it inside me. Our skins stuck together, burning ......

G: - Céline, open your eyes, let me see you ... 

I opened my eyes, he smiled at me, his eyes shining, burning with love. 

G: - My beautiful princess, I love you very much! - saying that kissing me so much.

And so we started our dance of love, the dance that would last our entire lives. Wrapped in a very tight hug, mouths together, synchronized movement. Together on the same beat as the dance.

C: - Ah, Garou, how I wanted you.

G: - I am yours, my love.

C: - Yes, yes, I want more!

And at my request, he started to invest faster and stronger. His movement drove me crazy. Our skins rubbing, burning .... Hot, very hot, I boiled. I searched for air, licked my lips, and then bit his. I pulled his back to me, scratched him. My vagina contracted against his penis, the sensation shivered and gave me waves of pleasure. He went in and out and I arrested him, I didn't want to let it end, I contract myself.... stay inside me, never leave me.... He trembled, waves of orgasm from top to bottom. Head thrown aside, he sucked my neck, my nipples wet and hard from being sucked so hard. We groaned together, and louder and louder, freeing us. He stuck with me and came droping, I held his ass so he wouldn't leave me. Bringing us together, finding our place, I felt it deep inside me, far beyond my body. Rampant heart, blood exploding. He forced more. The pleasure was intense, I released myself with the strongest orgasm. And while I had spasms, he swallowed my mouth, and groaned inside me, as if perpetuating that instant.

He got up, picked me up and lay on the couch, placing me on his chest. He smoothed my long hair down my back. And I caressed his chest. We didn't say anything. It was not needed. And so we stayed for a few minutes catching the air, until we made love again on the couch.   

I came home feeling happy! I didn't even remember when was the last time I felt this way. It was so good what Garou did to me, it was inexplicable.

But when I got home, things were different. The reality fell on my head. My conscience ached for what I had done and at the same time I wanted freedom.

Having slept with Garou just made me sure it wasn't a passing fire, a daydream, or just a affair of amusement.

I was completely in love and I felt fulfilled with him. It brings me the peace I need for my life. But how am I going to leave my husband? I love René, I do.

Despite our differences, sometimes. I like him a lot. And he is recovering from a serious illness, he is still fragile. How could I ask for separation, leave him? He could fall ill. And we were planning to have a baby!

I just didn't know what to do. Do I follow the reason, or heart? I was completely lost.

At night, I rolled over in bed unable to sleep. I missed you, Garou.

The next day, René was still in New York. I couldn't resist, I went to meet him again at the mountain chalet. And the other day. And many others. Even after René returns. The chalet became our haven. But we didn't just meet there. We continued to rehearse in his apartment, as before, but now the rehearsals extended from piano to bed. 

Our adventure lasted a month. Until the day I ended our romance. It was right after a incident with René.

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