Eames was cuddled in Goren's arms, her head and hands resting against his chest, and with her fingers, she caressed his chest with infinite gentleness.
This night had been so passionate...
So intense.
Goren had made love to her against the wall, on a chair, and in bed.
She sighed with ecstasy.
But she fades away.
Despite that passionate night...
Eames knew it was their last night together.
She didn't want to leave him.
Even if she was blind...
She wanted to stay with him.
And that was the only thing she was sure of in her whole life.
Eames ran her fingers up Goren's face, exploring it and caressing every part.
Here...
Just under his chin...
There was a small scar.
She had never seen this scar at the time.
And considering where she was located it was pretty normal.
But with her fingers...
She was discovering certain details.
That even with sight...
She would not have seen...
And would have missed.
Eames brought her face closer to his fingers caressing the scar, and replaced them with his lips, brushed her.
- Alex...
At Goren's growl, Eames burst into flames.
- You weren't sleeping...
Sleep...
And how...
When you had a little enchantress caressing you with her fingers, dropping little kisses on you.
Doing what was in her crotch react.
Goren put his hands on Eames' waist, and lifted her up, making her climb on him, and sat her well rounded little buttocks on his thighs.
- Ride me...
At his words, Eames blushed violently, his heart beating violently in his chest, ready to break.
- But...
He put a finger on her lips, silencing her.
- I'll help you... Goren lifted Eames' pelvis, spread her thighs, took her member in his hand, and slid his intimacy over her member, anchoring it inside her. Now ride me...
At his words, all pink, Eames began the back and forth.
- Yes my pretty... Go at your own pace...
Goren held her by the thighs, Eames accelerated the rhythm.
She was moaning, was all quivering.
He took her hands in his, and put them on her chest.
- I am your object...
My God...
How good it was...
She was moving on him, quickening her pace.
His wetness was spurting on his member.
Goren burst into flames.
- My little Amazon...
He brought his hand to her neck, forced her to lower her face towards his, growled, and took possession of her lips with ardor, intertwined their tongues in a frenzied dance.
Eames moaned of pleasure, was unleashed on his member.
She felt the explosion rise in her.
- Yes my beautiful... Let go...
At his words, Eames arched her back, and screamed with pleasure.
- Bobby...
It did not take more to Goren, to lose control.
Crazy with desire, he tilted her under him, back to the sheets, and grabbed her by her little buttocks, enhances strokes of kidney.
- Alex... He felt himself failing... It is so good to be in you...
He tensed, his body shaking with spasms, grunted, delivered his seed into her.
- Alex... I can't...
Goren let himself fall back against the sheets, drew Eames against him.
What could Goren not...
What had he been trying to tell him...
Could it be that he wanted to keep her close to him...
If only...
But that was impossible.
She was imagining things.
He wrapped his arm around her waist, kept it preciously against him.
He brought his lips to her forehead, brushed against it.
- My little Alex...
The words Goren said to her were so sweet, so pleasant to her ears.
Eames felt her heart break into a thousand pieces.
She and Bobby were leaving each other...
And she didn't want that.
She wanted to stay with him.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't hold back the grief that overwhelmed her any longer.
She buried her head against Goren's torso, and burst into tears, wept all the tears of his body.
To her crying, Goren felt his heart being torn apart.
No...
He didn't want that...
He didn't want to see her cry.
Eames had been so happy...
And because of him...
She was unhappy again.
If only...
He could keep her close to him.
- I don't want to go back to New York... Eames' voice broke between sobs. I want to stay with you...
Damn it...
If he could...
He would keep her with him forever.
Goren knew very well that in New York...
He couldn't take care of her anymore.
His father, and his brothers would take over.
He might be able to see her from time to time...
But the homicide was already taking up three quarters of his time...
Whereas here...
There was his family...
And if he had the possibility to be mutated...
He would have much more time...
So more time to take care of Alex.
And she would never be alone.
If only...
He could...