Part 8

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In August was time for the recording of the video for "Sous le vent". René went with me to the studio, but he didn't stay to follow the filming. He remained some time and soon left. 

G: - Hi!

C: - Hi!

G: - How are you?

C: - I'm well .... what about you?

G: - I'm well too. What an embarrassing situation.


I did the makeup, did the hair and started recording. We started with the solo takes. The setting was a large white background with wide fabrics, also white that hung from the ceiling. I had to walk between the fabrics. Then him. Everything was going well. After the individual takes were finished, the director determined an interval of one hour.


I was in my dressing room, resting, someone knocked on the door. 

C: - Come in!

It was him.  

G: - Hey, I wanted to work out some details of the videoclip with you... - he disguises seeing two costume designers inside the dressing room. 

C: - Girls, excuse us for a few minutes, please. 

They left. He closed the door. Or rather, he locked the door. He came walking towards me with a malicious smile. 

G: - I miss you so much.

C: - I'm also missing you.

G: - Stop being tough.

C: - We shouldn't. How are we going to solve this?

G: - We don't have to solve it, I told you!

He came over and put his arm around my waist and leaned over me, making me fall back a little. With the other hand he held me by the face and then kissed me.

How I missed that mouth! I closed my eyes and let myself go.

G: - I love you, Céline.

C: - I love you, Garou.


We hugged tightly and started kissing, thirsty like the Tuaregs who cross the desert; desperate as shipwrecked people looking for a lifeline, a land, a safe haven.

And so, together, we went to the sofa. He made me lie down, and he lay on me. I tore off his shirt and took off my shirt too. He ran his hand inside my bra and squeezed my breast while sucking on my neck. I started to boil. I opened his pants and reached inside his underwear, grabbing him. He groaned loudly, bit my neck. I continued to play with his member while he sucked my breasts. He decided to play with me too. He put his hand inside my pants and stroked me over the panties. I pressed his hand between my legs, feeling my arousal. He rubbed his fingertips over the panties, making me moan.

When he was quite erect, I pulled off his pants, and he took mine. I gasped, mouth open, dead with desire. I spread my legs for him.

G- You are beautiful.

He went directly to my pussy and gave a strong lick from top to bottom and sucked the vulva and then the clitoris, I groaned and threw myself back, a huge heat took over my vagina and I came droping in that second.

He came over me, hold my thigh, straightened me on the couch and penetrated me. I threw my head back, moaning loudly. He squeezed my thigh and I tightened my legs around him. A sigh of relief when he reached deep.

C: - Delicious, you are so delicious! I missed you.

G: - Me too, my princess. Don't do this to me anymore.

C: - No, never again - I said, turning my head in a trance. - Make me your woman again.

He plunged into my mouth and body and we retraced our dance steps. The dance that we had choreographed so long ago. He moved strongly over me, swinging his weight and I went with him. The sofa waddled. Clinging to his mouth, his arms, his hair, I gave me totally, I moaned and scratched his back. He bit my lips. He licked and bit. The ears, the neck, the shoulders, imposing themselves on me. This was the moment when I was happiest, with his body on mine, feeling his weight on me.

G: - Yes. That's how I like to see your eyes shine! 

We were breathing hard, very happy in our bodies. He touched and vibrated my clit and hit me quickly a few more times and let himself into my arms, freeing himself. I dug my nails into his back, bit his shoulder to not moaned loudly and puffing out my chest. I let go myself and stayed there, shivering under him. A huge heat touched my body and I came squirting a little.

He spent a few seconds kissing between my breasts and smelling me running his lips and face on my skin.

C: - You are fantastic, Garou!

G: - You deserve nothing less, my goddess.

C: - Look at the crazy things I do for you!

G: - That's good! We will not fail to carry out our moments.

C: - How?

G: - We can find a way.

C: - I don't like this clandestine life. It doesn't suit me.

G: - Then come live with me!

C: - I can't .... there's René-Charles ....

G: - So ....

C: - So ..... - I laughed.

We kissed again, a long and deep kiss, with passionate complicity. We get dressed. I straightened my hair and he left the dressing room.

We went back to filming to record the duet takes for the videoclip. The result? It was beautiful!


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