Goren replaced his fingers with his lips, taking her little breast in his mouth, nibbling it, and licking it.
Eames felt herself faint.
She clung to him, moaning, and quivering..
Goren slid his fingers along her little belly, caressed it, and stopped at the height of her little panties.
He took the fabric between his fingers, and tore it.
He was mad with desire...
And he had no patience...
And especially not that to remove her little panties.
- Sorry Alex...
Damn it...
He realized that he had been perhaps a little strong...
Reducing her clothes in shreds...
And that he could frighten her.
Eames shook his head in denial, his cheeks pink.
- Don't apologize... Alex's voice was warm, vibrant with passion. I'm in a hurry too.
At his words, Goren became even more inflamed, his blood boiled throughout his body.
Goren grunted.
Damn it...
He had been afraid to frighten her...
When in fact...
She loved his ardor.
My God...
Eames was so cute...
So desirable...
Goren took her breast in his mouth, suckled it, and plunged his fingers into her crotch, stroking her little pink button.
- Oh... Bobby...
Eames clutched at her ebony curls, moaning. It's...
She moved her soaking intimacy over his fingers.
Damn it...
Eames was boiling hot.
She was soaking wet...
And her wetness was spurting on his fingers.
He grunted madly with desire.
If he listened to himself...
He would possess her on the spot.
But he couldn't...
Although he was dying for it.
He had to be gentle and patient with Eames.
- Bobby... Kiss me...
Goren pulled his lips away from her little breast, pulled them up his throat, and when he reached her lips, he took her lips with passion.
Goren opened his fly, plunged his hand inside, and took out his hard member, which he took with full hand, and brought it closer to the intimacy of Eames, and rubbed it against his intimacy all wet.
He gently took Eames' arms, wrapped them around his neck, and wrapped his thighs around her waist, rubbing his member faster against her wet intimacy.
It was so strange...
The way Goren made love to her.
Without penetration.
Goren's member...
brushed against her crotch...
It was so exciting.
Eames moaned, clinging to him.
She felt Goren tense up, his body shaking with spasms.
He let out a grunt.
- Alex...
Goren pulled away from Alex, dropped onto the sheet, and pulled Eames against him.
- To you...
He put his hand on her belly, stroked her, and moved his fingers down to her crotch, and dipped them into her intimacy, stroked her little pink button.
Damn it...
Eames was still soaking wet...
She plunged his fingers into her ebony curls, grabbed them, and moved her intimacy over his fingers.
- My very own bear...
At his words, Goren growled.
Crazy with desire, he accelerated the rhythm of his fingers.
- Let it go Alex...
At his words, Alex felt in her the explosion.
She arched her back, and shouted.
- Bobby...
Goren held Eames gently against him.
He brought his hand to her golden hair, buried his fingers in it, caressed it with infinite softness.
He brought his lips to her forehead, brushed against it.
- My Alex...
At his words, Eames dews with pleasure.
- My bear to me...
My bear...
Damn it...
He thought he had imagined her words...
But he hadn't.
It was the second time she had called him by that diminutive name.
Was he really a bear...
- You think I look like a bear...
Eames nodded, putting a big smile on her lips.
- Yes, it is... She put her finger to her lips, as if she was thinking. You growl a lot... And you tear my clothes...
She blushed violently at the memory of what had just happened.
Goren stood there, stunned.
It was the first time he had been compared to a bear.
But he had to admit that it was not wrong.
- But most of all... Eames put his head, and his hands against his chest. Your arms are so soft... She sighed with pleasure. I love being in your arms...
At her words, Goren blushed violently, his heart beating violently in his chest, ready to break.
Damn it...
He had been a little too abrupt...
But Eames had not reproached him in any way.
How he loved her.
And that was why he couldn't jumping ship.
Eames was too precious for him.
In addition...
When Walter Regan would be arrested...
He'd have to bring Alex back.
And then it would all be over.
He would have to take her back to New York...
To her father's house...
And he'd have to say good-bye.
His heart sank.
- Alex...
No answer.
He felt a small warm breath brush against his torso.
Eames nestled against him.
Gently, he rested his chin on her golden hair, and gently held her against him.
- Sleep well little angel ...