Part 20

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December 2013. 

René is diagnosed with throat cancer, again. Céline's world collapses. She doesn't even have time to think about what's going on. She just acts on impulse. She needs to take care of her family. All attention turns to René. She takes care of his well-being, and his recovery. A long and suffered treatment after several surgeries.

She talks to Garou on the phone a few times. He supports and comforts her. He know he can't ask anything from her right now, but natural detachment is inevitable.


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September 2014

I was in Paris, taking a short vacation after last season in Vegas and before embarking on the Asian tour. I wake up in the morning in my hotel room. I get up and go to the parlor. On the table the newspapers and magazines of the day, left there by my advisor. I randomly pick up a magazine. I read the headline on the cover: "The wedding of Garou and Stéphanie".

I had no blood in my veins. My body froze. My legs went weak and my head swam. I leaned against the back of the chair to keep from falling. I sat down. Trembling, I took the pitcher of water from the table and poured a glass. I drank the water trying to calm myself down. 

Desperate, I leaf through the magazine and read the article, where was told details of the wedding to be held at the end of the year.

On an impulse I got ready and called for the driver and security. I asked for René, he was still sleeping. I hurried down and used an employee exit at the back of the building. Incognito, I went to his building........

Impatient, I entered the elevator. He lives on the roof. Each floor was another step in my nervousness. Out of control, I rang the bell over and over again. He opened it.

G: - Céline? What a surprise!

I entered the apartment like a hurricane.

G: - What is it? Did something happen?

I looked at him with hatred.

C: - It happened! Can you explain to me what this means? - I threw the magazine at him.

Frightened by my behavior, he takes the magazine in his hands.

G: - Ah! That? It is written here "The wedding of Garou and Stéphanie". - Do you still know French?

C: - Asshole! What do you think you're doing?

G: - Living my life?

C: - There it is! Are you really going to marry her? }G: - I will ...

C: - And do you think you'll be happy?G: - That's the idea when two people get married.

C: You are ridiculous! R - I - D - I - C - U - L - O - U - S!

G: Why, Céline? Because I get tired of waiting for you? I want to have a family, Céline. A wife, children. I have that right, don't I?

I was so upset, I wanted to fly around his neck and strangle him.

G: - I used to believe that one day we would be together. That you would leave your husband. That we could be happy. But that was when I thought you loved me.

C: - You don't know what you say....

G: - Hey, do you think you can come here to my house to fight? Do you think you are in the position to charge me something? I'm single, I do what you want in my life! You chose your husband, I chose a woman who wants to be with me and marry me.

I flew over him, hateful, but he stopped me by holding my fists. He went down my arms, forcing them down. I held myself still, holding myself tightly.

C: - You ... - I said with difficulty looking in his face, locked throat, holding crying - seduced me .... You seduced me and even though I am a married woman, you invested in me ....

G: - And you didn't make any effort to resist!

C: - Ahh .... or what can I do against you? - tears were streaming down my face - Look at me!

He let my arms, grabbed my head and plunged into my mouth. He almost swallowed me, but I let go and took two steps back, resting my hands on the back of the sofa. I tried to catch my breath as we faced each other. He approached me and pulled me around the waist, holding me in a tight hug, kissed me again with thirst. This time I couldn't resist. I returned the kiss and gave myself to him. Our hands began to roam the bodies, madly.

C: Garou, why do you do this to me? - he would bite my neck.

Out of control, we fell back and fell on the couch. There was so much desire, so much thirst, so much hunger. Much missed. Repressed feelings. Unspoken words. Misunderstandings. Broken dreams. The time. The distance. Life. Our love.

He entered me with strength and I held him as long as I could, I didn't want him to leave my inside, and he devoured me, my body was wet with his saliva, my body red with desire, pleasure and his mouth that walked me. He went hard, I squeezed him with my legs. I had spams of orgasm trembling all over my body.

C: I am your woman! Make me your woman!

He went crazy and stronger with faster movements, I even felt a little bit of pain, we went crazy. He lost control and came droping into me, my back hurt because he crushed me totally on the arm of the couch! He left me and threw himself lying on the other side of the couch. But I wanted more. I threw myself on him, bit his mouth, I ran my hands over his chest and sat on him. Fluids of orgasms were exchanged between our legs. I rubbed his penis in my pussy, holding it touching my clit with the tip, what delightful game, and with other hand helding his leg.... this way we started the second round.



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