With softness and slowness, Goren removed the small dress of Alex, passing it above his head, threw it on the ground.
Eames blushed violently, his heart beating violently in his chest.
Tonight...
Goren had told her he would try to be gentle, and patient.
And he hadn't torn her dress for once.
Eames regretted it a little.
Goren brought his hand to the clasp of her bra, which opened, and he gently slid the fabric off, brushed the skin of her arms with his fingers, to make it end on the floor.
He crouched down to the height of Eames's legs, and took Eames's hands in his, placing them on her shoulders.
- Hold on to me...
In his words, he brought the hand to his small panties, and made slide the fabric along his legs, touching his satiny skin.
The panties fell to the ground.
- Alex... Raise your feet...
Eames leaned on Goren with the help of his hands, and lifted his feet in turn, and Goren threw the panties away.
Gently, he took her hands in his, and stood up with all his stature.
- And you... you don't undress...
Eames blushed violently at the audacity of his words.
Goren smiled, touched.
Eames was always so bashful in the beginning...
And then she passed this stage...
She was becoming a passionate woman.
- I'll do it...
He moved his fingers away from hers, took his hands to the buttons of his shirt.
He felt two small hands groping him, and as soon as they touched the shirt, they took it between his fingers.
- I want to undress you...
At these words, Goren blushed violently.
Eames wanted to undress him...
It was going to be a torture...
To feel his fingers through the fabric...
On his skin...
Gently, he took her hands in his, placed them on the buttons of his shirt, and Eames began to unbutton them, under a Goren who was breathless.
His fingers brushed against his skin, and he would burst into flame.
He had to be strong...
And not to rush.
But if he listened to himself...
The last button opened, and Eames removed his shirt as best he could.
His gestures were clumsy...
But he liked it.
She let her fingers slide along his arms, caressed his skin, to come to put them on his chest, brushed it.
She brought her lips together, placed small kisses on his chest, and let her fingers slide along his belly, and stop them at his belt, unbuckled it.
Damn it...
Hold me back...
Her lips on his chest...
Her hands unbuckling his belt, driving him crazy.
Eames opened the button on his pants, and slid them to the floor, along with his caleçon.
Goren raised the feet, and spread the tissues of a blow of feet.
He put his fingers on Eames' wrist, and drew him to him, putting his hand around his waist.
- My Alex...
To his amazement, Eames stepped aside, and dropped to his knees.
- You don't want to...
Eames shook his head in denial, and moved his hands forward, searching for Goren's legs.
Her hands met Goren's thighs, and she smiled.
She groped his thighs, biting her lips with envy.
He really did have powerful thighs.
Eames ran her fingers up Goren's thighs, and felt something hard.
- What are you doing...
Eames groped, stroked, and took Goren's hard member in his hand, stroking it up and down.
Goren couldn't hold back the little cry of pleasure that escaped his lips.
But he pulled himself together.
- Stop Alex...
Goren tried to strengthen his voice, but it was troubled.
How could it be otherwise...
With what Eames was doing.
Any naturally composed man would be losing control.
Eames was not listening to her.
She accelerated the pace of her caress, troubling him to the core.
Eames brought her lips closer to his member, opened her lips.
- You aren't…
He could not finish his sentence, Eames had just taken his member in his mouth, and wrapped his tongue around, gave him blows of languages.
Goren wanted to move away, but Eames accelerated the caress of his fingers, multiplying his strokes of tongues.
- Alex...
Goren grunted.
He put his hand on her little blonde head, holding it well.
It felt so good...
He would never have believed...
He never thought...
That Eames would have the audacity to do this.
Eames accelerated the caress of his fingers, and his licks, making him moan.
Eames let out a little moan from his lips.
So Eames liked this.
Damn it...
He was losing his mind.
Eames' saliva on his member...
His tongue lashings.
If she kept this up...
He was going to...
- Alex... He was moaning. Get up... Or I'll...
Eames wasn't listening to her...
Still focused on what she was doing.
Goren felt the explosion inside him.
Forcibly, he grabbed Eames by the arms, forced her to let go of her limb, and stand up.
Was Goren going to kick her out of the room to punish her for her audacity...
Tanguishing, and still under the fire of desire...
Goren pulled Eames back, her legs meeting the bed, and tipped her onto the bed.
Goren grunted.
He threw himself on her, mad with desire, devouring her whole.
- You've driven me completely mad... I cannot wait...
Goren spread Eames' thighs, and with a sharp thrust penetrated her, and began the back and forth at a rapid pace.
Eames clutched her fingers to the sheets, moaning with pleasure.
It was not something tender.
It was even bestial...
But Eames cried out in pleasure at Goren's ardor.
He took her face in his hands, and took possession of her lips greedily.
- You make me lose the control...
He accelerated even faster his strokes of nothing, making Eames moan of pleasure, and tighten with all his forces the sheets.
- I want to hear you Alex... Let go...
At his words, Eames arched her back, and screamed with pleasure, and loosened her fingers little by little from the sheets.
- Bobby...
It did not take more to Goren.
He grabbed her by her well rounded little buttocks, pushed his member deeper into her, accelerated the rhythm, going wild.
Eames wrapped his arms around her neck, pressed her small breasts against his chest.
Goren felt the explosion rising in him.
He tensed, his body jerking with spam, he grunted, and delivered his seed into her.
- Alex... Marry me...
He let himself fall back on Eames, his head buried in the sheets.
Marry me...
Had Eames heard right...
Had Goren really asked her to marry him.
- I know there is something strong between us... He raised his head, brought his hand to her throat, caressed it. And I don't want anyone else but you.
At his words, Eames pinked with pleasure, his heart beat violently in his chest, tears welled up in his eyes.
- Oh Bobby...
Eames buried his face against his shoulder, and burst into tears.
At her crying, Goren felt his heart break into a thousand pieces.
He had never wanted this.
To see her cry...
It tore his heart apart.
- Alex... I do not...
Alex shook his head in denial.
- I want... Her voice broke between sobs. Yes... I want to be your wife.
To be your wife...
Goren could not believe it...
And yet...
Alex had just said yes to him.
He was so happy.
He still couldn't believe it...
A woman like her...
With a man like him...
Damn it...
So that's why she was crying...
Alex was so sensitive...
So fragile.
- You make me a happy man...
Gently, he wrapped his arms around her waist, tilted back to the sheets, and drew her to him, held her gently against him.
He rested his chin on her little blonde head.
- I love you Alex...