Slowly, Goren guided the mare, where Eames sat in the saddle, holding the animal's reins with an insecure hand.
He was not reassured...
He was afraid that this animal would get angry...
And of irritation knocks down his rider.
Was it really prudent...
He had wanted to please Eames...
Wouldn't it have been better if for once...
That he didn't try to please her.
- Bobby...
At Alex's voice, he snapped out of his thoughts and looked at her.
Eames looked so happy.
Her golden hair blowing in the wind, her cheeks rosy, and that smile on her lips that lit up her whole face.
Eames was resplendent.
It took his breath away.
- I would like to walk a little...
Goren gently stopped the animal and approached Eames.
Arrived at its height, he put his hands on her waist and lifted her out of the saddle, helping her down.
Eames looked for Goren's body with her hands, and when her hands found him, she put her hands on his shoulders.
But to her amazement...
Instead of her feet touching the ground, Goren held her against him.
- Bobby...
For all answer, Goren slid her down his body, bringing her face closer to his.
- Alex...
Their lips came together, and when they touched, Goren took possession of her lips hungrily.
Eames let escape a small cry of pleasure, clung to him.
Goren grunted.
He passed an arm under the thighs of Eames, lifted her, and kept it against him, refusing to release her.
He moved away from the mare, looking for a quiet spot near the pond, a place where no one could see them.
A smile played on his lips.
He had managed to outwit his great-aunt's guard...
And he owed it to his uncle.
He would have to thank him.
If his great-aunt knew what he was going to do...
Arriving at the place he was looking for, he gently placed Eames on the grass.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, brought her face closer to his, and took possession of her lips with ardor, intermingled their tongues in a wild dance.
- If you want that I stop...
The pink cheeks, Eames shook the head in sign of negation.
- I want you to continue...
At her words, Goren laid Eames back on the grass, stretched out on her, wrapped Eames' arms around his neck, and legs around his waist, and took possession of her lips with avidity.
Goren growled.
At that very moment...
Eames understood that Goren would go all the way this time.
And that she would belong to him body and soul.
Goren let his fingers slide down Eames' body, slipped them under her little dress.
He ran his fingers up her belly, until he reached her little breasts, plunged his fingers inside her bra, pulled out her little breasts, took them with his hands, caressed and pinched the little nipples with his fingers.
Eames cried out in pleasure, all shivering.
Eames buried his fingers in her curls ebony, clinging.
It moved away from its lips, slipped its lips along its nape.
Eames moved its basin, its crotch asking to assuage its pleasure.
- Patience my heart...
With its words, Eames rosies of pleasure, its heart beat violently in its chest.
Goren had called it my heart...
Could it be...
That for him too...
It is more than a physical desire...
Goren plunged his face under Eames' dress, and moved his hands away from her small breasts, to take one small breast in his mouth, licked and nibbled her small nipple.
Eames moaned, feeling himself fainting.
He brought his hands to her little dress, took the fabric between his fingers, and gently pulled the dress up, pulling it through her head, and threw it to the floor.
- You're not tearing my clothes...
Eames was disappointed.
She who expected him to do what he usually did...
Today...
He was reasonable.
Had he heard right...
That little intonation in Eames' voice.
Could it be that she regrets he wouldn't rip her clothes.
But he couldn't.
What could he say...
Find an excuse when he returned.
If she came home without her clothes...
He could dig his own grave.
Gently, he brought his hands to the clasp of her bra which gave way easily, while he was still savoring the taste of her little breast.
He removed the bra, and made it join the dress.
He put back his fingers on her body, caressed her small belly, and slipped them at the level of her small panties, that he took between his hands, and that he made slide with softness, and threw it on the ground.
- And you...
Goren understood Alex's hint.
He stepped aside, hastily removed his shirt, pants and underpants.
Not fast enough...
He saw the fear on Alex's face.
Eames felt a great emptiness as he stepped aside.
Anguish rose in her.
- Bobby...
This cry of anguish was released from her lips.
She felt Goren's arms wrap around her waist and pull her to him, holding him close.
- Don't be afraid... I'm not going anywhere...
Eames clung to him with all her might.
Damn it...
Eames was so fragile.
Her scream had pierced him from all sides.
With gentleness, he brought his lips to her face, placed small kisses on her eyelids, her little nose, and when he reached her lips, took them with infinite gentleness.
- It is finished... You have nothing to fear anymore.
At his words, Eames felt her heart racing.
God, she loved this man.
She who had been so afraid...
While he had not had the idea to abandon her.
With softness, he forced the passage of his teeth, intertwined their tongues in a slow dance.
At this kiss, Eames moaned.
She moved her hands towards Goren, and touched his face with her fingers, took him between her hands, and accentuated their kisses in something more violent.
She wanted this man...
At Eames' kiss, Goren grunted, bursting into flames.
He spread her thighs, took her member in his hand, and brought it closer to her intimacy.
- You really want it...
Eames nodded, his cheeks pink.
- Yes I want it...
Gently, he penetrated her, making her tense up, and gave a small sharp blow.
He began the back and forth.
Eames wrapped his arms around her neck, wrapped his legs around her waist.
He gripped it by its small buttocks, engonça more deeply its member in her, accelerating its blows of kidneys.
Eames felt himself failing.
It was so...
- Alex... My Alex...
At her words, Eames plunged her fingers into Goren's ebony curls, gripped them with all her might, arched her back, and screamed with pleasure.
- Bobby...
That's all Goren needed.
He held her little buttocks firmly with his hands, accelerated the tempo, he tensed up, his body shook with spasms, he grunted, and delivered his seed into her.
- Alex...
He let himself fall again on Alex, the head on her small breasts.