Goren with his arms crossed, his lips pursed, pouting, was waiting Eames sitting on the sofa
Good God...
How stupid he had been.
He should have known it was too good to be true.
If he had known that Chris Junior was there...
He would have been reluctant to come.
It had to be a Lee Lance trick.
And it had worked.
Hearing the baby...
It took away all his desire.
And Eames...
Why did she agree to keep Rita's child...
She couldn't have said no.
But he knew Eames too well.
She liked to give service.
Sometimes...
He preferred her to be more selfish with herself.
Goren heard Eames' small steps approaching him, bringing him out of his thoughts.
- If I had known... He grumbled, which made Eames smile. I wouldn't have come.
No but really...
What a child.
Eames walked over to him, posted a small smile on his lips, and sat down next to him, took his hand in hers, intertwined his fingers with hers.
- Bobby...
At the softness of her voice, all his anger fell back, and he turned his gaze to her, coming face to face with her big hazel eyes that looked at him with infinite gentleness.
Damn it...
Why was she looking at him with that look.
He was grumbling...
And she...
She was looking at him with gently.
And that little smile on her lips...
Which he would replace with her lips.
At the thought, his heart raced.
- Alex... I...
At her words, Eames put her finger to her lips, and shook her head in denial.
She knew Goren well.
Her temperamental Goren when he didn't get what he wanted
But so sweet.
- Don't say anything...
Eames brought his face closer to hers, removed his finger from her lips, replacing them with her lips, and took possession of her lips with infinite gentleness.
- I'm the one who's sorry... She put her hand on his chest, playing with the buttons of his shirt with her fingers. I should have warned you...
Damn it...
Eames had nothing to apologize for.
She hadn't done anything wrong.
He was the one who was too temperamental.
And Goren didn't understand...
Why a girl like Eames...
Could be with him.
Goren wanted to stop being capricious...
And think of her first.
At what she wanted.
And he was going to start tonight.
Eames saw Goren get off the couch, and crouch down in front of her, taking her hands in his.
- What are you doing... His heart was beating violently in his chest, ready to rupture. Bobby...
Goren flashed his charming smile on his lips, igniting Eames of all over.
That smile...
Goren was not going to...
He put his hands to the bottom of her nightgown, and slipped them inside, moved his fingers up, brushed the satiny skin of her thighs.
Eames let a small cry of pleasure escape from his lips.
This inflamed Goren, his blood boiled in his veins.
- I want to make you feel good...
His fingers met her panties, and with softness, he took the fabric between his fingers, made it slide on the ground with slowness, brushing her satiny skin, under the big hazel eyes shining with desire, which did not leave him of the glance.
- You are not...
The voice of Eames was hoarse, vibrating of desire.
For any answer, Goren raised the bottom of his nightdress, revealing his naked intimate part.
- Bobby...
Eames blushed violently, shook his head in denial, and placed his hands on his crotch, hiding his nakedness.
He grabbed her by both wrists, gently forcing her to remove her hands from his golden triangle.
- Bobby... You must not...
For any answer, his free hand, he spread her thighs.
- Open yourself to me...
He plunged his face inside her crotch.
Eames wanted to close her thighs, but already, he had just taken out his tongue, and licked her little pink button, making her falter.
No...
She should not let him.
But her body didn't answer her anymore.
- I like to lick you...
He let go of her wrists, and put his hands on her small, rounded buttocks, brought her face close and pressed it against his crotch, and accelerated his licks.
Eames lost all control.
She brought her hands to Goren's ebony curls, gripped them, and let out little moans.
- Yes Alex... Her voice was hoarse, vibrating with desire. Give me your juice... He pushed his tongue deeper into her. I want to drink it all.
At his words, Eames felt the explosion inside her.
She clutched her curls tighter, arched her back, screamed, biting her lip to muffle her cry.
Goren swallowed his juice, looked at her, his brown eyes glowing with the flame of desire.
- Bobby... Eames put his hands on her arms. Take me...
Gently, he pulled away from her small lips, and shook his head in denial.
- Why...
He lowed down his nightgown, and put his head on her thighs.
- I wanted your pleasure.
At his words, the heart of Eames beat violently in his chest, ready to rupture.
She brought the hand to her curls ebony, burrowed her fingers there, caressed them with an infinite softness.
- Alex...
Goren stopped in his tracks.
How could he tell Eames what was on his mind.
And above all...
His desire to make her happy.
- You don't miss a child...
At his words, Eames stopped his gesture.
Had she heard him correctly...
Goren couldn't have told her that.
- Maybe I'm not the man for this kind of thing... He stroked the fabric with his fingers. And I know how adoring you are of Chris Junior...
So Goren had noticed.
Why did he always doubt himself.
Why couldn't he be the man for a situation like this.
In relation to his mother's illness...
Nonsense.
That had nothing to do with it.
And even the way he was wasn't disturbing.
On the contrary...
She liked that side of him.
And having a little Bobby Junior like him...
Would be a real treat.
- Bobby... I...
Eames heard a small gasp.
Goren had just fallen asleep.
She smiled fondly.
But she darkened.
Eames was going to have to wake Goren up, before Rita got home.
He had to be gone before she got home.
It wasn't fair.
If everything was different...
She wished he was with her all the time.
Let their relationship be seen by all.
Let it be out in the open.
And why not...
Consider maybe...
Having a little baby.
Yes...
She posted a big smile on her lips.
A Bobby Junior...
