- If you want... Goren's lips brushed against Eames' ear, running down the back of his neck. I can help you get dressed.
At the voice vibrating with desire behind her ear, and his lips brushing against her neck, Eames burst into flames.
Oh the liar.
Goren wasn't thinking of dressing her...
On the contrary...
He was thinking of undressing her.
Eames pulled herself together.
She shouldn't give in.
Even if she wanted to.
They had to get Lola.
What the hell...
What had happened to them...
Making love again and again.
It was as if they were two real obsessives.
Ever since Goren came back from accompanying Lola to school...
Goren and her, they had not let go of each other, spending the day in bed, making love.
Eames didn't think...
Couldn't remember ever being so hot in her life.
But Goren wasn't bad either.
Who could have suspected, that hiding in the character traits of his partner...
A temperament of fire...
Especially on the sexual side.
Eames stepped aside, managing to escape him, rushed to the doorway.
- We must go to seek Lola.
She rushed out of the room, as if she was being chased by the devil.
What the hell...
Goren knew very well that they had to go get Lola.
He would never forget Eames' daughter.
But they still had a little time before they had to go looking for her.
Goren walked out of the room, looking for Eames.
His gaze fell on a small blond head in the kitchen, in front of the counter.
With slow steps, he walked towards her.
Eames heard Goren's footsteps coming towards her.
Her heart pounded violently in her chest.
Damn it...
She didn't know what to do.
She was telling him no...
But she still wanted to.
And her body refused to obey her.
Preventing her from moving.
Arrived at the height of Eames, he wrapped his arm around her waist, drew it against him, took her face in his fingers making her turn towards his face, and took possession of her lips.
- Alex...
At her name, Eames burst into flames.
Goren turned Eames to face him, lifted her off the ground, and placed her little buttocks on the work surface.
He wrapped his legs around her waist, pulled her against him, and took her face in his hands, bringing her face close to his.
- No... Bobby.
Eames put his hand over Goren's mouth, stopped him in his tracks to steal a kiss.
He caught her hand in his, pulled it away from her lips, and placed many little kisses on her fingers.
Alex dew with pleasure.
He spread his lips of his fingers, to return towards his face, and to take possession of his lips with an infinite softness.
Goren still wanted.
The more they did it...
And the more he wanted.
No woman had ever had such an effect on him.
Until he lost his mind...
And to think of nothing else, but this.
- You make me crazy.
At her words, Eames lost control.
She put her hands on the buttons of Goren's shirt, unbuttoned them.
The last button gave way, she opened the fabric, and put her palms on his powerful torso, caressed it with desire, biting her lip.
Goren slid his fingers along Eames' body, to bring them up, and plunge inside her skirt.
- We still have a little time... His voice was hoarse, vibrating with desire. Before going to look for Lola...
Lola.
My God...
Eames realized she was forgetting her daughter.
But what was wrong with her.
She had never been like this before.
She had to pull herself together, and fast.
Eames put his hands on Goren's fingers, stopping what he was doing.
- Why... His voice was that of a child who has had a toy taken away. You don't want to...
What the hell...
Goren was worse than a child.
Not only did he not want to stop...
But he was also sulking.
She smiled tenderly.
It's not that she didn't want to...
On the contrary...
Eames shook her head in denial.
She brought her hand to her pouting face, put her hand on her cheek, and stroked it with infinite gentleness.
- Lola... Eames blushed violently. But tonight...
Goren stopped pouting at her words.
His whole body burst into flames.
Had he heard correctly...
Was that a proposal?
- When she goes to bed...
Eames put his fingers on her lips, caressed them, biting his lips with envy.
Yes...
It was indeed an invitation.
Slowly and gently, Goren dropped his hands to Eames' waist, lifted her gently, and placed her on the floor.
Eames put his hand on her chest, raised his large hazel eyes to Goren, his lips half-open.
Eames wanted a kiss.
And it couldn't have been clearer.
The expression on his face was so expressive.
He lowered his face to hers, and delicately brushed his lips.
- We'll get Lola.
Alex nodded her head, all pink.
Goren took her hand in his, intertwining his fingers with hers.
He headed for the front door, Eames at his side.