Eames slid his hand under the table, placed it on Goren's thigh, and Goren tensed.
Name of God...
Couldn't Eames be sage for once...
Instead of trying one of her tricks.
- Alex...
At Goren's vibrantly reproachful voice, Eames turned her face toward him, plastered a big, mischievous smile on her lips.
Oh the cow.
Eames had an idea in the back of his mind.
Again one of her tricks.
She ran her fingers up his thigh, and stopped them right at his crotch, brushed it.
No.
Eames was not going to...
Not in front of Logan and Barek.
There were limits that should not be exceeded.
Eames bit his lips with envy, feeling the big lump under his fingers.
Oh...
So he was reacting...
And even very well.
At the little flame shining in his big hazel eyes, Goren knew he was prey to the little she-devil again.
My God...
Eames was going to...
That flame in her eyes...
Confirmed it to him.
Slowly, Eames unzipped Goren's fly, glancing discreetly at Barek and Logan, making sure they didn't see what she was about to do.
If they saw what she was doing...
She did not tighten any more where to put herself.
The fly open, Eames plunged her fingers inside, took her hard member in her hand, pulled it out, and stroked it up and down.
At this audacity, Goren had to bite his lip, stifling his little cry of pleasure that almost escaped from his lips, trying to remain as natural as possible.
But how to remain natural...
When a little she-devil was doing you good.
Good God...
It was so daring...
And so exciting.
To break the rules…
It was so nice.
But he had to pull himself together...
And not to give in to the whims of the little she-devil.
Do especially not show her that that he was taking pleasure.
But how...
When his member was all hard.
And that he was showing Eames that he was taking pleasure.
But he had to try to control himself...
To think of something else.
Especially since Logan and Barek were there...
Just sitting across from them at the table.
If they ever found out what Eames was doing...
In addition...
Why didn't Eames listen to anything.
Only making at her head.
He had told her he wanted to take it easy.
And she...
She was breaking her promise.
Rushing.
Why didn't she give him time.
Good God.
Goren absolutely had to pull himself together.
And stop her now.
Gently, but firmly, Goren slid his hand under the table, put his hand on Eames', stopped her.
He turned to her, shook his head in denial.
But Eames nodded, his large hazel eyes shining with determination.
With force, Eames pushed Goren's hand away from hers, and resumed his caress, accelerated the pace faster and faster, and licked his lips.
At the tongue sliding over Eames's lips, Goren's whole body burst into flames.
No.
Eames had to stop this...
And right away.
It was so good...
And if she continued like this...
He was going to end up cumming in her hand.
But that would not be.
Eames had told her she would be sage.
And she had lied to him.
Why couldn't she keep her word.
Eames accelerated the caress of her hand even faster, making Goren jump, who tapped the point on the table, and drop his fork to the floor.
- I'll pick it up for you.
The pick up...
Ah no.
Surely no.
At Eames' hot voice...
Goren understood that Eames should not bend down.
He could feel the danger.
If he hadn't had his ankle...
He would have picked it up himself.
But here...
It was simply impossible.
- Logan come with me...
At Barek's words, Goren felt the anguish rise in him.
No.
They were not going to leave him alone with Eames...
Even for a few seconds.
Barek pushed his chair away from the table, as Goren looked on in panic.
- We'll search get the dessert.
Dessert...
Speaking of which.
If this continues...
This is what it would become for Eames.
And he didn't want to.
Of least...
Not like this.
Logan turned to Barek, nodded, and stood up.
No.
Logan wasn't going to...
He couldn't leave him with the little blonde.
Too late...
Logan was already following Barek, who was heading for the kitchen.
Oh no.
He was lost.
The little she-devil was going to win again.
It wasn't fair.
Why was he so weak with her.
He'd never had this problem with his exes.
But Eames yes.
Why...
In addition...
Why couldn't he be firm with Eames.
- You saw what I saw.
As soon as they entered the kitchen, Barek jumped on him.
Damn it...
Of course he had seen.
You'd have to be blind not to have noticed Eames' actions on Goren.
Eames had his hand under the table...
And Goren made one of his faces...
So expressive.
The face of a man who took a lot of pleasure.
But who was holding back.
Yes.
He'd noticed Eames' behavior.
- Yes, I saw.
Logan laughed, remembering Goren's face as he watched them walk away.
That martyr's face.
As if Eames was going to devour him whole.
- It did not seem to displease him... He brought his hand to his eyes, trying to fight back the tears that flowed from laughing. Even if he wanted to make believe the opposite.
If a woman took care of him in this way...
Logan would be happy.
So why was Goren holding back from taking what Eames was offering him.
Just because of their partnership...
Logan had his doubts.
It was hiding something.
Barek elbowed him between the ribs, making him wince, and snap out of his thoughts.
No, but oh...
What an idiot Mike was.
I guess he'd like it if someone did the same thing to him.
On the one hand, Barek wasn't surprised.
He was a man.
But even so.
Eames had done this...
Right in front of them.
With no restraint.
She had no restraint when it came to Goren.
And to her many actions of Eames...
Carolyn understood that Alex wanted to openly sleep with Goren.
She couldn't have been clearer.
But did Goren even understand...