His words force her to focus on the pleasure, instead of distracting her. Every sense is overwhelmed by Rene, the way he talks, every hot breath that fans over her neck, the way his body moves against hers, how he fills her completely, the cologne she's missed, all of it consumes her and forces her to exist in the moment. "Rene! I .... I!" "Yes, finish with me, my darling, my angel. Show me how good I make you feel." He encourages. "With me, now." She loses herself in him, in the moment, in everything. She sees stars, colors she's never dreamed of, and heaven itself as she comes apart under him. Her body tenses around his, trying to keep him close even as he forces himself out to finish on her. Celine tries to escape the pleasure, wants to return to Rene, but it's like trying to get her footing in a pool ten feet deep. All she can do is ride it out as aftershocks of her orgasm continue to squeeze her core in dizzying, unpredictable patterns. When she finally opens her eyes, she smiles and strokes over her body. "Again?"Rene chuckles. "As many times as you want, my angel."
Rene
After another astounding round of love making, Rene looks over at Celine. She can't quite stop smiling, even as she massages her cheek. She laughs and curls against Rene, kissing his heart. He rubs down her back, savoring the warm softness of her skin – so much better than any blanket.
