Goren raised his head, raised his lips along the neck of Eames, and when he reached his lips, he took possession of his lips with infinite gentleness, and intertwined their tongues in a slow dance.

He slipped his fingers along his body, and arrived at his pants, unbuttoned it, and made it slide along his legs, until his feet, and threw it on the ground.

He brought his hands to his panties, and stopped.

- I can...

Eames nodded, his big hazel eyes glowing with the flame of desire.

Then with softness, and brushing her satiny skin, he withdrew the small fabric, which went to find the pants.

Goren wrapped Eames' legs around his waist, pressed his hard member against her intimacy.

Eames became completely inflamed and gave a little cry of surprise, mixed with pleasure, as she felt the hard bulge through the fabric.

Eames moved her crotch, asking for her desire to be satisfied.

But Goren brought his hand to his hips, stopping her.

- We have plenty of time...

All the time...

No, but Goren wasn't serious.

They had known each other for five years...

Five long years...

And that they had finally realized that there was more than just a partnership between them.

And Goren would want her to wait again.

Ah no.

That would not be.

She wanted him now...

And she wouldn't wait.

- But...

Goren dipped her brown gaze in his large hazel eyes that shone of impatience.

Damn it...

He who wanted to be gentle...

Patient.

He wanted to savor every part of her body.

But Eames had decided otherwise.

But he wouldn't give in.

He wanted this moment to be unforgettable for both of them.

- No buts...

Goren put his hands for her shirt, unbuttoned it the trembling hands.

The last button in his hand gave way, he opened the shirt and slid it down Eames' arms, throwing it to the ground.

He brought his fingers to her bra, but stopped, hesitating.

- Can I...

Damn it...

Was he going to stop asking her permission every time.

The pink cheeks, Eames nodded.

With softness, he opened the clasp, which yielded with facility, and threw the bra on the ground, joining the rest of the things of Eames.

He looked at one Eames completely naked in his sight.

It took his breath away.

Eames was perfect.

With her small, well rounded breasts, her small belly, her well defined hips, and her golden triangle.

He inflamed himself even more.

With softness, he brought the hand to the nape of Eames' neck, brushed it.

He let his fingers slide towards her small breast, which he took with full hand, kneaded it, and pinched the small nipple with his fingers.

Eames let out a little cry of pleasure, which made Goren smile.

Eames was very sensitive to his touch.

He slid his other hand down her belly, and when he reached her crotch, he stopped, and looked into her large, questioning hazel eyes.

- I can...

Ah no...

He wasn't going to ask her every time.

She was seriously starting to lose her patience.

But still...

She had to admit that it was cute to ask her permission.

- Yes... Touch me.

She had just shouted her words impatiently.

Eames spread her thighs, he plunged his hand in her intimacy, which was already soaked, and caressed her little button.

Eames moaned, moved her intimacy on his long, thin fingers.

But she wanted more.

She wanted to touch him too.

Eames put into his shirt, and began to unbutton it.

The last button gave way, and she opened it with speed, and placed her fingers on his powerful torso, caressed it, biting her lips with envy.

- Oh Alex...

At her moan, Eames burst into flames, and brought her hand to his belt, unbuttoning it with speed.

He brought his hand to hers, and stopped his gesture.

- Why…

Goren put a big smile on his lips.

- I'll do it.

He stepped aside from Eames, and took off his shirt, and his pants, followed by his boxer shorts, under an Eames who did not leave him of the eyes.

All naked, and all embarrassed, he brought his hand to his neck, looked away, cheeks red.

- You come...

At the softness of Eames' voice, he turned his gaze on her.

Eames held out his hand, his big hazel eyes shining with softness.

He took her hand in his, intertwined his fingers with hers, and let Eames draw him at her.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist, pressing her small breasts against his powerful torso, whose spike he could feel.

- Oh Alex...

Goren stepped back slightly from Eames.

He lowered his face to her little breast, opened his lips, took out his tongue, and took it in his mouth, sucked it, titillated her little nipple.

Eames crazy desire, pushed small cries of pleasure.

She brought her hands to her ebony curls, plunged her fingers, and gripped them.

- Bobby... Come...

At her words, Goren felt all his good resolutions evaporate.

But he pulled himself together.

No.

He had to be gentle...

And be gentle with her.

He moved his lips away from her little breast, and raised his face to hers, brought his lips close to hers, brushed them.

Damn it...

Goren was driving her crazy.

What was he waiting for to possess her.

She wanted him inside her...

And he...

He took pleasure to take all his time.

She had to take matters into her own hands.

Eames let out a small cry of rebellion.

At this cry, Goren moved his fingers away from her intimacy, and spread her thighs.

- You really want it...

No but oh...

He wasn't serious.

What was that question...

Of course she wanted it.

And he knew it very well.

So why ask him the question.

- Yes... I really want it.

At her words, he took his hard member in his hand, and brought it closer to her intimacy.

- Are you really sure...

This last hesitation of Goren, made Eames lose all patience.

She brought her hand to his that was holding his member, spread his fingers, and took it in her hand.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, brought her intimacy closer to his member, anchored it in one go, and started the back and forth with speed.

Damn it...

He would never have believed...

Wouldn't have thought...

That Eames could want it so badly.

- Oh Alex...

At his moan, Eames picked up the tempo, making him moan more and more.

His wetness was spurting on his member...

The sound of both their sexes in movements...

It was so exciting...

And so good.

Eames brought closer his lips to her ear, brushed against it.

- Bobby... Come... Come...

At her screams in his ear, Goren lost all control.

He grabbed Eames by her small, rounded buttocks, pressed his member deeper into her, and multiplied his backstrokes.

- Alex... Alex...

It did not need more at Eames.

She arched her back and screamed with pleasure.

- Bobby...

At her cry, Goren felt the explosion rise in him.

He tensed up, his body shaking with spasms, let out his scream, and delivered his seed into her.

- Alex...

He let himself fall again, the head against his shoulder, where he deposited a small kiss, what made Eames shiver all over.

Eames brought the hand to his curls ebony, caressed them with an infinite softness.

Goren let out a small sigh of satisfaction, which made Eames smile.

Damn it...

Goren could be an irritating person...

But so tender.

She had thought she was going crazy at his hesitation…

But she enjoyed his attention.

He showed her respect and tenderness.

- You're cute...

At her words, he raised his head, his brown eyes shining with adoration.

Cute...

Damn it...

Eames was so desirable looking at him like that.

If he listened to himself...

Eames posted a big, mischievous smile on his lips, and slid his fingers to the back of her neck, brushed it.

- Bobby...

At this voice vibrating with passion, Goren burst into flames.

The little flame in his big hazel eyes could not have been more expressive.

Eames again wanted sex.

But could he only...

Eames nodded his head.

- You can...

My God...

Would she stop reading him like an open book.

- Unless you don't want to...

For all answer, Goren growled, and lowered his face to Eames'.

He took possession of his lips with ardor, intertwined their tongues in a crazy dance.

He let his fingers slide along her body.