BAGGAGE PART01
- So like this... Eames shouted madly, the red cheeks. I am a hostile person.
At Eames' fury, Goren backed away, but was stopped by the wall.
Damn it...
How he hated it...
When Eames was yelling at him.
He had always felt like he was going back in childhood...
And to be a little boy.
Yes...
He had said that she was a hostile woman...
But it wasn't in the sense that she meant it.
And it was mostly to deceive the suspect.
Eames knew very well that he was playing a role.
So why was she getting so angry this time.
He had touched a sensitive point.
Of more...
Goren had not expected her to appear at his side...
Just as he was saying his words.
And above all...
He had not thought that she would take him at face value...
And that she would be offended.
No of god...
He was really struggling with her.
Why couldn't he ever understand her...
Or did she not understand him.
Eames moved dangerously close to Goren, her finger in the air, which she pointed and pressed against his chest,.
She brought her face close to his, red with anger, her big hazel eyes flashing.
Damn it...
How to extricate yourself.
He had to get as far away from her as possible...
And run away from her.
But she was there...
And she was blocking his way out...
Intervening in front of him.
Of more...
He didn't want to hear a sermon.
Nor to hear her yelling at him.
Why had she wanted to stop here...
Away from everyone...
He had learned his lesson now...
And Eames didn't have to keep yelling.
- I didn't say that... He put his hand on the back of his neck, and looked away from Eames, not daring to face him. I also said sexy.
Goren blushed violently at the words that had just come out of his mouth.
Words that he thought...
And that he never thought he'd say out loud.
Sexy...
Had she heard his words correctly.
Goren could not have said such a thing.
And yet...
She had noted the word hostile...
But how a violent anger had invaded her at that word...
She had forgotten everything he had said before...
Or after.
Only the word hostile passed over and over again in her head.
So Goren found her sexy...
- Sexy...
At this word, Goren looked at Eames, who was repeating this word over and over again, in shock.
Damn it...
Didn't Eames know...
Didn't she see that she was a beautiful woman.
That despite her strong character...
What he appreciated more than anything in her...
She was perfect.
Should he show her...
Make her understand...
With gentleness but firmness, he put his hand on her wrist, and drew her against him.
At Goren's audacity, Eames came out of his thoughts, and slapped the hand that encircled his wrist, to make him remove his fingers from his wrist, making a bad pout on his lips.
A pout that did not escape Goren.
Eames did not appreciate his gesture.
His gaze was very attracted by Alex's pout...
Her thin, slightly half-open lips.
Lips that called for kisses.
He was going to take away this hostile pout.
And he knew how.
Goren let go of Alex's wrist, to take her face between his hands, brought his lips closer to hers, and took possession of her lips with ardor.
Surprised by this kiss, Eames put her hands on his torso, pushed him back.
But Goren deepened his kiss, forced the passage of his lips, intertwined their languages in a wild dance.
A cry of pleasure escaped from Eames' lips, which mortified her on the spot.
Damn it...
What had just happened...
Did she really feel pleasure in this kiss...
It couldn't be possible.
Goren was her partner...
And she couldn't...
Shouldn't feel those things.
And yet...
Her heart was beating so hard in her chest.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her small breasts against his chest.
At her reaction, Goren wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close, devouring her mouth.
He slid his fingers along her body, and when he reached her little buttocks, he lifted her by the hips, wrapped his legs around her waist, and turned her back to the wall.
Eames felt herself faint.
She would never have believed...
She never thought...
That Goren could be such a fiery lover.
And she had to admit that she wanted to know this man.
And to have him touch her...
Here and now.
She reached for her shirt, placed her fingers on the buttons, and unbuttoned them quickly.
If she listened to herself...
She would have torn the damn fabric.
Just so she could touch his skin without waiting.
The last button gave way, she opened the shirt, and put her fingers on his skin, brushed it.
At her caresses, Goren moaned.
Damn it...
He who had just wanted to show her that she could be desirable...
He had been caught in his own trap.
And he had only one desire...
To possess Alex here and now.
But he shouldn't...
Couldn't.
He respected her too much.
Gently, he pulled away from her lips, plunged his brown gaze into Eames' large hazel eyes that glowed with desire.
- Not here...
At his words, Eames nodded, blushing with pleasure. But if you want to stop...
Eames shook his head in denial.
No...
Goren wasn't going to stop...
He better not.
He had lit a fire inside her...
And he was going to quench it.
Even if it meant using any means necessary.
So one in particular...
Which this one...
Would work for sure.
Eames licked his lips with envy.
Goren did not quit his tongue licking his lips.
It burst into flames.
Damn it...
How he would like that tongue to rest on a particular spot.
No of God...
He had to pull himself together.
This was not the place for his things.
He had to take her somewhere else.
And above all, he had to hurry.
Because he wasn't going to last long.
The bulge in his pants told him so.
