"It'll look better on the floor." "You sound pretty sure." Celine says, scooting back on the bed.Rene looks over slowly, then slides his hand up her body, between her breasts, then tugs the fabric. "You're lovely in nothing at all." She moans and pulls him towards her greedily. They kiss hungrily and all Rene can feel is Celine. Her body pressing to his, her hands stroking along his back. Her smell all around him. Just Celine, which is exactly how he likes his life to feel. He groans and starts pulling the flimsy fabric down. He wants to worship her, to lick and kiss each inch of her body and he can't do that with this in the way, no matter how small or thin it is. Celine helps, wiggling when necessary and renewing every kiss before it can end. Their tongues tango and tease until Rene finally tosses the lingerie to the side with a groan. Celine tugs on his shirt saying "off" against his mouth without letting go. Rene happily strips himself down to nothing and cups the back of her neck as he lays her down. "I need you." Celine pants. "I've needed you since I got back." "As badly as I've needed you, love." He says against her neck, licking and kissing down to her collarbone. He runs his nose over the same place before kissing between her breasts. He palms her breasts and she moans. He gives each nipple some attention, knowing how sensitive she is. She whimpers as he licks and sucks, her back arching into his mouth. He continues down her body, licking and nipping, until he spreads her thighs and licks along her clit. Rene groans at her taste and she echoes the sound, gripping the sheets tightly. He laps and teases her until she's soaking wet.
