Goren heard small footsteps coming closer, and stopping in front of his door.
His little steps...
They recognized them between thousand.
Alex and Molly.
What did they come here for...
And in front of his door.
Could it be that...
- See you tomorrow, Alex...
So that was it.
Molly had taken Alex.
Should he open the door for her...
Or turn a deaf ear...
Goren was dying to see Eames...
And to take her in his arms...
But he couldn't.
All of them separated.
Eames was life...
While he...
What was he exactly...
In spite of that...
Goren had hoped that one day Eames would be his...
And that she would stay and live with him...
Here.
The scenes of what had happened that afternoon kept coming back into his head.
Eames had belonged to him body and soul.
But the scene with Logan kept coming back to her mind.
Logan had ruined everything.
This day had started so well...
And couldn't end so badly.
Goren thought about how Eames couldn't go back to her room alone.
And that tonight...
It was the last night they would spend together.
So he made up his mind...
And headed for the door.
The door creaked as it opened, or Eames' fist lowered, to meet something hard, but nothing like a door.
She let her fingers explore the thing...
But it wasn't a thing...
It was a torso.
And she knew whose torso it was.
Bobby...
She blushed violently, her heart pounding in her chest.
- Bobby...
Eames felt long, slender fingers resting on her waist, pulling her into the room.
Goren glanced down the hallway to see if anyone was there, and if anyone could see the scene.
If Cathy ever...
He wasn't in the mood to be lectured.
He closed the door behind him, and turned to Eames.
- Bobby I...
Eames didn't have time to finish her sentence, when she felt Goren wrap his arms around her waist, pull her against him, and take possession of her lips with ardor.
Eames felt her heart beat violently in her chest, ready to explode.
She who had thought that he put distances between them...
Whereas not at all.
His kiss, confirmed it to him.
Eames wrapped her arms around his neck, slammed into him.
Goren could feel her small breasts against his chest, their hard all points...
It was so exciting.
With a grunt, he deepened his kiss, forced his way through her teeth, rolled their tongues in a wild dance.
Eames let out a little cry of pleasure.
- If it is our last night...
At his words, Eames' heart sank.
Goren advanced his hands towards the small dress, and tore it, under an Eames who blushed violently.
He made undergo the same treatment to her bra, and to her small panties.
- You are prettier without anything.
At his words, Eames becomes totally scarlet, the heart beating violently in his chest.
Eames moved his fingers forward, meeting Goren's shirt, trying to tear it.
Goren grabbed his hands, putting them in his own, stopping his move.
Damn it...
The situation was comical...
Eames trying to rip his clothes off.
He had to bite his lip to keep from laughing, stifling the hilarity that rose in him.
Eames heard what sounded like muffled giggles.
Goren would be laughing at her.
She frowned.
Why should he have the right to tear her clothes, and not her.
At Eames' frown, he gets his act together.
Gently, he brought his hand to her cheek, caressed her.
- You are cute...
At his words, Eames softened and smiled a little.
- And you... You don't undress...
At her words, Goren blushed violently.
But he complied.
Not wasting a minute in undressing, and finding himself as naked as Adam.
- Bobby...
Eames held out his hands.
He took her hands in his, intertwined his fingers with hers.
- And now...
He pulled Eames against him, and lifted her off the ground, wrapped her legs around his waist, and stuck her back against the wall.
- What the...
For all answers, Goren grunted, cella his lips to hers, devouring them hungrily.
- I go make love to you all night long...
Eames blushed with pleasure, nodded.
He let his fingers slide down her body.
His hands stopped along a small breast, which he took with full hand, caressed and pinched her small nipple with his fingers.
Eames let escape small cries of pleasure, plunged his hands in her curls ebony, gripped them.
He moved away from her lips, slid them along her neck, took out his tongue, licked her satiny skin.
Damn it...
She smelled so good.
Alex was driving him crazy.
She was moving her pelvis, demanding he ease his desire.
- Calm down my angel...
Calm down...
How could she calm down...
When she wanted him so badly...
And she wanted him inside her.
- But I want you inside me...
At his words, Goren was inflamed, he took his member in full hand, spread Alex's thighs, and penetrated her with a sharp blow, began the back and forth.
Eames clutched and moaned, quivering with pleasure.
- Oh Bobby... Yes... Yes...
He grabbed her by her little buttocks, pushed his member deeper into her, accelerated his thrusts.
- You are drive me crazy...
Eames felt the explosion rising in her.
She arched her back, clutched his ebony curls with all her strength, and screamed with pleasure.
- Bobby... Kiss me...
At his words, Goren brought his face closer to Eames, growled and took possession of her lips with ardor, intertwining their tongues in a wild dance.
Damn it...
Being in Eames felt so good...
Her wetness spurted over his member.
And suddenly ...
He felt himself go.
He tensed, his body shaking with spams, and screamed, delivering his seed into her.
- Alex...
Gently, he laid his head on her small breasts.
Eames let his fingers wander in her ebony curls, caressed them with infinite softness.
- My bear only to me...