"You deserve to be worshipped, my darling. You are a perfect angel and I never want youto forget how I see you." He murmurs against her skin as he finally frees her of the dress. "And that is why I will always make sure you are pleased." She pants as his fingers undo the clasp of her bra and he sets her free. Celine takes his hands and guides them to her full breasts. Rene moans and palms her, gently squeezing and rolling her nipples between his fingers as he rubs his growing bulge against her bottom. He curses in French as he loses himself in her. The way she moans for him, rubs against him, completely owns him so easily. Spinning her in a circle, Rene presses her back into the bed and presses his mouth between her breasts before gently licking and kissing to her nipple. "Oh yes. Please!" Celine groans as his lips close around her hard peek to suck and lick in a slow, maddening way that Rene knows makes her knees weak. "Just like that." His fingers glide down her body and stroke into her panties, teasing her wetness with touches too light to make her come, but enough that she knows how much he wants her. Celine'ships raise and grind against his fingers, begging for more. "Please, Rene. I need you. I can't wait." She pants. "I need you now!" Rene groans and pushes two fingers inside her, stroking deep into her tight pussy while his thumb rubs her clit in slow circles. He's so hard he's sure he's going to explore before he's ever inside her. Celine whimpers and her bottom lip slips from between her teeth as she moans and her back arches for him. He kisses down her belly as he frees her of her panties with his other hand. "Mon dieu, you are gorgeous. "Don't stop. Please, Rene." She begs. "I need you – all of you. Tonight! Now!"Rene softens her need with his tongue as he licks and sucks her clit. His fingers keep working deep inside her, but he needs to do it right, to do everything possible to please her. Not to mention she tastes amazing, warm and sweet, the perfect dessert. But he can't hold off anymore. He's so hard that his slacks actually hurt and as much as Celine needs him, he needs her. He aches for her, for her touch, for her body wrapped around his, for the release that takes him over and gives him the smallest taste of heaven. Celine's hips buck against his mouth as she knots her fingers in the sheets under her. She lets out a wild sound as she comes for him. It pushes him over the edge of his patience. He just can't wait. He wanted to make her come with his fingers, then his mouth, then finally again while deep inside her, but they always have later for more. And he will give her as much of himself as she could possibly want. His fingers stroke down her legs as he draws back to undo his slacks. Celine watches with hazy eyes, her face flushed, lips still parted as she pants. Rene swears he can hear her heart pounding at the same savage rhythm his does. He climbs on top of her and gently cups her face between his hands. "You are everything I need in life, Celine. You and you alone make me a madman."She moans and kisses him, molding their lips together as their tongues tango. He strokes through her hair, memorizes the delicate curves of her neck, then his fingers take in the soft skin of her sides until he finally gets to her hips. He grinds his own erection against her and she pants, drawing back from the kiss as her eyes flutter shut for a moment. "More. I need more of you."
