She wanders from room to room, taking it all in and Rene lets her, unbothered. There is nothing he can possibly need to hide from her. She knows him almost better than he knows himself. He takes off his suit jacket and hangs it. He pours himself a drink to calm his nerves.As if he's never been alone with Celine before this moment. She does that to him when no one else can. The excitement of the first time is always hanging between them, the tension building until he's a mess of desire and isn't quite sure how to show her.When Celine stops in the living room, picking up a photo, Rene comes up behind her, his hands spreading over her sides. It's the two of them at the Eurovision contest. When he finally made himself clear. Still, Celine, raising the trophy high in the photo with a huge smile warms his heart. "It was a great night, wasn't it?" He asks, not sure if he means the win or the fact that their feelings boiled over on that trip."It was. I'll never forget it." Celine murmurs as she sets the photo down. "Nor I." Rene murmurs, rubbing further up her sides as he presses a soft kiss to her neck. "I couldn't hold my feelings back anymore. Not for you. They just ... couldn't be tamed anymore." Celine turns in his arms slowly and slides a hand over his shoulder, guiding his head down to kiss her slowly. One warm, slow kiss turns into another and Rene gently strokes across the valley of her lips with his tongue. She moans softly and clutches him tighter, letting their tongues mingle, then caress like old lovers coming together after too long apart.Rene tries to hold himself back, tries for control, but it's pointless with Celine. She burns through his veins like some potent drug, turning him into a madman who can't be satisfied with soft and slow. "I've missed you so." He purrs against her mouth before kissing her again. "I'm right here." She strokes along the buttons of his shirt, then undoes three of them to touch his skin and stroke right over his heart. "I'm always here, Rene." He picks her up so her legs wrap around him and they devour each other with kisses that are so hot and scorching it's a miracle they're not exhaling smoke. Rene lays Celine down on hisbed and slowly takes off her shoes. She bites her lip as she watches him. He kisses her instep, then up along her calf, watching her squirm on the bed as he presses a naughty kiss to the inside of her knee. "I want you, mon amour. Like I've wanted no one else." "I'm yours." She pants. "All yours." Rene groans and tosses his shirt to the side before refocusing on Celine. She sits up on the bed and scoots closer to him, stroking over his body as her lips move across his belly and up to his chest. When she stands again, Rene reaches for the zipper on her back. Celine turns and moves her hair out of the way so he can guide it down. His fingers follow the exposed skin and she shivers. He presses soft kisses along the back of her shoulders while gently pushing her sleeves down her arms. Celine moans. "You're driving me insane.
