With slowly, Goren undressed Eames, brushing his fingers over every part of her naked satin skin, placing small kisses on it, and contemplating them with his able-bodied eye.
Eames had a really beautiful body.
She was really beautiful.
And what he saw of his only valid eye confirmed it to him.
Never he had doubted that she was well made.
On the contrary...
He knew it very well...
But he had never really paid attention to it.
Until this tragedy.
Goren darkens.
But he pulled himself together.
No...
This was not the time.
He shouldn't be thinking about that again...
Especially not now.
Eames was going to be his...
And nothing else mattered...
Except this moment.
He snapped out of his thoughts, and turned his attention back to Eames' small body.
She had small curves on her thighs, her little buttocks, and her little belly.
They were really very nice curves...
Very pleasing to her eye.
To have carried his nephew...
Had only embellished his small body.
Goren still couldn't believe it...
How could a woman as her...
Could she really want to give herself to him.
It was too good to be true.
And yet...
Eames was going to be his.
- And you... Eames with her rosy cheeks, looked at him shyly. You don't undress...
At his words, Goren blushed violently, his heart beating to rupture in his chest.
He put his hand on the back of his neck, looked away, everything embarrassing.
To undress...
Good God...
How to tell Eames...
That he was shy in front of her.
And that he would never dare to get naked in front of her.
In addition...
Goren was far from having a body as perfect as Eames.
He was chubby in some places...
And he was ashamed to be robust.
And above all...
How could Eames like the vision of his body...
Of his forms.
After all...
He was far from thin.
With time...
And the years...
Goren had lost the slimness of his body.
Whereas Eames...
And despite the pregnancy...
Had kept the finesse of his body.
- Bobby...
At Eames' small, questioning voice, Goren snapped out of his thoughts, and met two large hazel eyes, which looked at him with infinite softness.
Eames looked at him, his hands clasped to his heart, his cheeks pink, his mouth slightly ajar.
My God...
What an enchanting vision.
Her golden hair spread like a veil all around her, and on the bed.
Eames was so adorable.
She looked so fragile in that moment.
The air of an angel.
And he just wanted to...
To hold her gently against him.
Should he continue...
Or stop.
Wasn't Eames too fragile...
Too small.
For a man as big and strong as him.
Would he even be sexually compatible...
Don't her hurt he ...
- Bobby... I... Eames blushed more and more, his face turning scarlet. Would like to see you naked too.
At this admission, Eames brought his hands to his face, hiding his confusion.
To his gesture, Goren smiled, tenderized.
How could a woman so strong when she was in her role as a policeman...
Could she be so fragile, and sensitive.
They were two different women.
And he had to admit it...
He loved both sides.
Goren put his hands on Eames', forced her gently to lower them, revealing her face all red.
- Don't be embarrassed... Goren spoke in a soft voice. You're cute...
Don't be embarrassed...
Goren had some good ones.
Eames was totally naked in front of Goren...
Exposed to its eye.
It was so embarrassing.
And him...
He was always dressed...
Not taking his clothes off.
It wasn't fair...
Why wasn't he undressing...
She was dying to see him naked...
To be able to put her fingers on his body...
To touch him.
Like he had done when he had undressed her.
At this memory, Eames ignited in its entirety.
- You… You are still all dressed... She pointed to his clothes, pouting, sulky. Whereas me...
Oh... Oh...
Then the little lady grumbled.
Underneath her prudish exterior...
The little policewoman resurfaced.
A small mocking smile appeared on her lips.
- I'm making you laugh...
Goren tried to pull himself together, and shook his head in denial.
Oh the liar...
Eames got up and sat on her knees, she raised her hands to him, clenched her fists, and gave him small blows on his powerful chest.
- You're nothing a liar.
Good God...
The little lady was not happy.
So maybe he should take it upon himself...
And do what she asked.
He grabbed her wrists, stopped her strokes.
- Very well... He brought Eames' fists to his lips, dropped little kisses on them. I'm going to undress.
At his kisses, and his words, Eames felt her anger fall away, to be replaced by a pleasant shiver running through her.
Good God...
Goren would never stop acting like a child.
A small smile appeared on Eames' lips.
If he behaved like that...
Then maybe she could...
- If you want me to help you undress...
Pardon..
Goren gave him a brown eye, offended by such a proposal.
Eames had to bite his lip, to stop himself from laughing.
But what a prude he could be.
It was quite strange...
When she remembered his bad behavior.
When he had kissed her by force...
With his tongue...
And had spread her thighs.
At that moment...
Goren hadn't no restraint.
And there...
At this precise moment...
Goren was acting like a virgin...
All shy in front of a naked woman...
And at the idea of getting naked in front of her.
Not knowing how to behave...
Or how to react.
And taking offense at the idea that she might offer to help him undress him.
Goren gently let go of Eames' wrists, stepped away from her, and turned, putting his back to her, and with trembling hands, began to undress.
Goren's trunks fell to the floor, revealing his well rounded buttocks, before the eyes of Eames who did not miss a thing of the show, the short breath.
Goren had really beautiful buttocks...
- Simply magnificent...
To the whispers of Eames, Goren blushed violently, his heart beating wildly in his chest.
Had he heard right...
Eames had really said...
Magnificent.
Did Eames really like what she saw...
- You're coming Bobby...
At her words, Goren jumped.
If he turned around...
And went to her...
Eames would see everything.
And one thing in particular...
Much too imposing.
And that would surely scare her away.
- Bobby...
At Eames' small, worried, questioning voice, Goren snapped out of his thoughts.
He put his hand to his hard member, hid it, and taking his courage in both hands, he turned around.
Eames was there...
Him holding out his hand.
He walked over to her, cheeks flushed, and hesitantly took her hand in his, intertwining his fingers with hers.
Eames drew her gently to him.
When he was at her height, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and tilted his back at bed, drew him with her in her fall.
- To us both Robert Goren...
Pardon...
Had he heard right...
Eames wanted to take matters into her own hands.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pressed her intimacy against his hard member, brushed against him.
Goren let out a little moan from his lips.
This made Eames smile.
She brought her lips close to his ear, brushed against it.
- Make love to me...
At this request, Goren felt all his modesty fly away.
He burst into flames.
Eames wanted him to take charge.
If that was his wish...
And well...
He was going to grant it.
Goren nodded, and lowered his face to Eames', took possession of his lips with ardor, intertwined their tongues in a frenzied dance.
Eames pushed a small cry of pleasure, in front of this ardour.
With this cry, Goren ignited of more beautiful.
But he had to control himself...
Take it upon himself...
And be gentle, and patient.
He had it promised himself...
And he would keep his promise.
Goren breathlessly, parted her lips from those of Eames, and let them slide down his neck, and on his body, roaming his satiny skin.
- You are magnificent Eames...
Eames...
Ah no.
Goren wasn't going to call her by her name.
She had a first name...
And she wanted him to use it.
Especially at a time like this.
- Bobby... I want you to call me by my first name...
Goren nodded.
Yes...
Eames was right.
It was such an intimate moment.
Using his name...
Wasn't the right time.
- Alex... When he reached one of her little breasts, he took it in his hand and caressed her little nipple with his thumb. My Alex...
Eames gave a little cry.
Goren smiled, and lowered his face, went out his tongue, and replaced his thumb, with his lips, taking her little breast in his mouth, licked and titillated her little nipple.
- Bobby... Bobby...
Eames brought his hands to her half-ebony, half-ashen curls, buried his fingers in them.
Goren slid his fingers along her belly, making her shiver, and stopped at her crotch.
- Your skin is so soft... He slipped his fingers inside her crotch, and caressed her sensitive little pink button and her wet intimacy. I'll never get tired of touching you...
Eames arched her back, moving her pelvis, her intimacy moving on his nimble, pleasure-giving fingers.
- Oh Bobby... Yes Bobby... She clutched his curls, moaning, and feeling herself falter. Yes... Come...
Damn it...
To hear Eames letting go...
And moan...
Was so exciting.
Her little tit in his mouth...
Her wetness squirting on his fingers.
If he listened to himself he would possess her on the spot.
Her member was so hard from the excitement...
It hurt so much.
Never had he felt so much desire for a woman.
Eames was the she-only one.
But he had to be gentle, and patient...
Not to rush things.
And therefore...
He would control himself.
Even if it was getting more and more difficult.
Goren moved his lips away from Alex's little breast, and slid them along her little belly, until he reached her crotch, where he stopped.
He raised his head, and looked at her with his brown eye intensely.
- No... Bobby...
He put a big charmer smile on his lips, at Eames' protests, and withdrew his fingers from her intimacy, to plunge his face in, went out his tongue, and lick her little pink button.
- Bobby...
Eames clutched with all her strength to his curls half-ebony, half-ashen, crazy with desire, pushed deeper the face of Goren in his intimacy, moved his pelvis.
- Yes it is Alex... Let you it go...
At his words, Eames felt the explosion rise in her.
But she had to make an effort on herself, preventing herself from falling in the voluptuousness of the pleasure.
- Take me... I can't take it anymore...
To the supplication of Eames, Goren steped his face away from her intimacy, and went up his lips along her body, to come to take possession of her lips with ardour.
He took his hard member with full hand, spread gently the thighs of Eames, and brought it closer to his intimacy.
- You want it really...
No but oh...
It's what this question...
Of course she wanted it.
Couldn't he stop worrying about nothing.
It was definitely infuriating in the end.
- Yes... I want it...
At her words, spoken with passion, and ardor, Goren slowly, and gently, entered Eames, and slowly began to come and go.
Eames wrapped his arms around her neck, pressed her small breasts against his powerful chest, buried her face against his shoulder.
- Alex... Goren gradually accelerated his thrusts. It is too good to be in you...
At his words, Eames felt himself leaving.
Eames arched his back and let out a scream.
- Bobby... I love you...
At his words, Goren stopped short, as if forbidden, and still in shock at such a confession.
Had he heard...
Had he not dreamed...
Imagined his words.
Eames loved her...
It could not be possible...
Not a man like him.
And above all...
With that face.
Eames brought his hand to the scar on the cheek on the left side of Goren's face, stroked it with extreme gentleness.
- Bobby...
At Eames' small, worried voice, Goren snapped out of his thoughts, met two large hazel eyes that looked at him, shining with love.
So it was true...
He wasn't dreaming.
He had not imagined her words...
So sweet to his ears.
Goren gently moved his member inside Eames, making her cling to him, and moan.
- Yes... Bobby... Come...
At her words, Goren felt the explosion rise inside him.
He put his hands on Eames' small, rounded buttocks, pushed his member deeper into her, and accentuated his blows of kidneys, accelerating its comings and goings.
- Alex... Kiss me...
Eames took the face of Goren between his hands, and took possession of his lips with passion, intertwined their languages in a crazy dance.
It did not need more with Goren, that became tense, the body shook of spasms, pushed its cry, and delivered its seed in it.
- Alex...
Goren let himself fall back on Eames, the head against his shoulder.
Goren rolled onto his side, pulled Eames against him, keeping it preciously against him.
Eames laid her head, and her hands against his chest, at the level of his heart, hugged against him.
She felt so good in his arms.
She let out a sigh of bliss.
Goren brought his hand to his face, hiding himself, and let his sobs flow freely.
At Goren's shaking body, Eames lifted her face, and the sight she saw broke her heart.
Even though Goren was trying to hide it...
She could see that he was crying.
- But you are crying Bobby...
At Eames' concerned voice, Goren shook his head in denial, but kept his hand, which was hiding his eyes.
Eames didn't believe him.
He was indeed crying.
And Goren shook his head in denial.
Why...
Had she said...
Or done something wrong.
Eames raised her hand to Goren's face, put her hand on his, and gently forced him to lower his hand from his face.
She opened her eyes wide, her heart aching at the sight.
Goren's face was wet with tears.
He wrapped his arms around Eames' waist, buried his face in her chest, and burst into tears.
- You make me the happiest man...
At her words, Eames' heart warmed, and she felt a great relief.
So it was because he was happy that he was crying...
She who had been so afraid...
Imagining the worst things.
She knew that Goren was a very sensitive man...
And that's what had attracted her to him.
Eames brought her hand to his half-ebony, half-ash curls, buried her fingers in them, stroked them with infinite gentleness.
- It's going to be okay... Eames spoke in a soft, soothing voice. I'm here... Goren held on to Eames. And I will always be with you...
At his words, Goren began to calm down.
And little by little, Eames felt Goren's body relax.
She felt a small breath on her chest, and a small sound escaped from Goren's lips.
- I love you Alex...
Eames shook her head in denial.
It was a whisper...
And maybe she had heard wrong.
But if she had heard correctly...
She would be the happiest of women.
Eames turned her gaze to Goren's face.
Goren had just fallen asleep.
Eames smiled, tenderized.
Yes...
Eames was determined to share Goren's life.
She wanted to be with him.
And if he wanted to...
Perhaps they could consider a life at two.
