Daring chapter!
With gentleness, Goren took Eames' hand in his, intertwined his fingers with hers, and guided her towards the bedroom.
When he reached the bed, he sat down and put his head on Eames' stomach, not daring to look at her.
- You know what that means... Goren blushed violently. If we do this...
Eames nodded.
Yes, she knew very well...
That if she and Goren made love...
Nothing would ever be the same again.
But she wanted it.
She wanted to belong to him body and soul.
He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulled her closer to him.
- You really want this...
At his words, Eames blushed violently.
- Yes, I do...
Her voice was like a whisper, which set Goren on fire.
He had a violent desire for Eames...
But he had a certain apprehension.
He felt like a teenager at that moment.
He was afraid of doing the wrong thing...
Afraid to touch her...
While he was dying to put his fingers on her.
With softness, Eames put his fingers on her ebony curls, caressed them.
- I'm as scared as you are...
At her words, Goren's heart felt lighter.
Eames felt the same way.
But most of all she didn't judge him.
Didn't laugh at him.
He raised his head, looked into Eames' big hazel eyes.
He brought his hand to her cheek, caressed it.
- Alex... My little Alex...
With his words, Eames ignited all whole.
She took his face between her hands, brought his face closer to hers, and took possession of his lips with infinite softness.
Goren's blood boiled in his veins.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, drew her to him, and let his fingers roam over her body.
He pulled away from her lips, letting his lips slide down her neck, and with his hands, slowly stripped her bare.
Tonight, he would be the most gentle...
The most patient of lovers.
Eames shivered.
His lips on her neck, his fingers undressing her, brushing her skin...
It was so soft, and so pleasant.
She let out a little cry.
A cry that made Goren smile.
He put his fingers to her bra, trying to open the clasp.
But it refused to open.
And he was beginning to lose his patience.
Damn it...
Why did women have to wear this kind of thing if it couldn't be opened.
At the grimaces Goren was making, and at the way he was attacking her bra...
She bit her lip not to laugh ...
So much the scene was hilarious.
- What a mess...
At her words, Eames understood that Goren was losing his patience.
And that if it continued like that, he was going to tear it to pieces.
She put her fingers on his, stopping his gesture.
- I'll do it...
At her words, Goren blushed violently.
Eames was about to remove her bra herself.
It was so embarrassing...
He looked like a loser...
Not knowing how to take off a bra.
But it was so exciting...
To watch her do it herself.
Goren couldn't take his eyes off Eames' hands.
She opened the clasp of her bra, which opened, revealing a beautiful pair of small breasts.
Goren had the souflle cut.
Eames let her bra slip off, and it fell to the floor.
Eames, with pink cheeks, felt Goren's brown eyes detailing her breasts.
His gaze burned her.
She turned crimson, and instinctively brought her hands to her small breasts, hiding them.
My God...
It was so embarrassing.
But so disturbing...
But she had small breasts...
And so she was afraid he would be disappointed.
Goren smiled, touched.
Eames was shy...
She who was Mrs. Sarcasm.
At that moment, she was so fragile.
Gently, he placed his hands on hers, gently moved them away from her small breasts.
- You have nothing to be ashamed of... His voice was husky, vibrant with desire. You are beautiful ...
Beautiful...
Had she heard right...
Goren could not have said that.
She had very few breasts...
And very few men liked small breasts.
He nodded his head.
- Yes, very nice...
He brought his hand to one of her small breasts, took it in a tight grip, and caressed the nipple with his thumb.
Alex pushed a small cry of surprise, which transformed itself into a moan of pleasure.
He let slide his other hand along his body, caressed the belly, and stopped at the level of his crotch.
Alex stopped breathing.
He wasn't going to...
With slowness and softness, he seized her small panties, and made it slip on the ground.
He stepped aside, contemplating her.
My God...
Alex had a body to damn a saint.
He advanced his hand towards his crotch, and plunged it inside, caressed its small pink button.
With this caress, Eames felt herself failing.
She clung to him, moaning, and moving her pelvis.
- Bobby...
At her name, he swung her over to the bed, and laid her back against the sheet.
He came to lie on top of her, wrapped his arms around her neck, and his legs around her waist.
He brought his face closer to hers, took possession of her lips with ardor, and intertwined their tongues in a frenzied dance.
- Bobby...
Eames moaned his name...
What made him mad.
Eames was soaking wet, her wetness spurting over her fingers.
Her member was all hard with excitement, and it hurt, so much he had a violent desire for her.
If he continued like this...
He was going to cum in his underwear.
Eames reached for the buttons of Goren's shirt, and eagerly unbuttoned them, took it off, and threw it to the floor.
She put her hands on his powerful chest, caressed it.
She let slide her fingers along his belt, unbuttoned it, and plunged her hand inside, taking possession of his member with full hand, caressed it.
Goren groaned under this caress.
Eames was boiling hot.
And he loved it.
- Alex... He caught her hands in his, stopping her. If you want to stop... At his words, Eames pouted, pouting.
Stop...
No, but he wasn't serious...
She wanted him body and soul.
And nothing would stop her...
- Tell me.
For all answer, Eames took her face in his hands, brought his face closer to hers, and took possession of her lips with passion.
With this audacity, Goren lost completely the control.
With gentleness, he spread Eames' thighs, penetrated her, and began the back and forth.
Eames cried out.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer to her.
Damn it...
Goren never thought it would feel so good...
Making love to Eames.
She was making little cries that drove him crazy.
He grabbed her by the buttocks, pushed his member deeper into her, accelerated the tempo.
Eames felt to leave.
She arched her back and let out her scream.
- Bobby...
At Eames' scream, Goren lost control.
He sped up, feeling Eames' wetness spurt out on his member.
He let out his scream, and delivered his seed into her.
Goren moved away slightly, to lie down with his back to the bed, but drew it to him, keeping it preciously against him.
He brought the hand to his arm, caressed it.
His long and fine fingers, brushing her skin, made her shiver with pleasure.
Goren brought his hand to his golden hair, caressed it.
He lowered his face to Eames', put his lips on his forehead, brushed it.
- I missed you so much...
Alex blushed violently at his words, her heart beating wildly in her chest.
Had she heard right...
He had missed her...
Then it wasn't because of her that he had left.
- I ran away from my feelings for you.
Eames lifted his head, looking at him, his heart in his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes.
Her feelings...
So Goren had feelings for her...
She who had thought he didn't love her.
But then why...
Suddenly, all the sorrow she had been holding back burst out.
She buried her head against his chest, burst into tears, screaming in despair.
At her cries, Goren felt his heart break.
He had hurt Eames deeply.
He had run away from her, to protect her...
Instead, he had...
Destroyed the only woman who meant anything to him.
Gently, he brought his hand to her chin, forcing her to look at him, and brought his fingers to her tears, which he gently wiped away.
- I didn't mean to hurt you... His voice broke, his heart tightened. You are the most precious person to me.
The most precious person...
Was it true...
Eames looked into her large hazel eyes, reading all the sincerity in the world.
Goren nodded.
- Yes, it's true...
At his words, Eames burst into tears.
- I thought you didn't want me...
At her words, Goren's heart broke into a thousand pieces.
Not wanting a woman like her...
Who wouldn't want Eames.
On the contrary...
It was because he wanted her that he had run away from her.
He was afraid...
Scared of her background...
Of his feelings.
If he had known that he would hurt her deeply...
He would never have behaved like that.
- I beg your pardon...
With delicacy, Goren wrapped his arms around her waist, put his head on her little blond head, hugged her gently against him, cradling her.
How could he have behaved like that with her...
She who had always been there for him...
Even in the bad times.
He had been stupid...
Stupid not to realize that he needed her...
Like she needed him.
And because of him...
He had hurt the only person that mattered to him.
And there she was.
Damn it...
If he could have gone back, he would have...
And behave differently.
- Alex...
He heard a small whisper.
Eames had just fallen asleep.
Gently, he brought his hand to her golden hair, caressed it.
- I love you.
What the hell...
What was that noise? ...
Goren could hardly emerge.
He felt so good, Eames snuggled in his arms.
He didn't want to wake up for anything.
- Bobby...
Eames put his hands on his chest, shaking him.
Reluctantly, he woke up.
- What.
Alex smiled, tenderized.
She'd never seen Goren wake up, and she didn't expect him to grumble.
He was really cute.
She brought her lips close to his ear, brushed it.
- Your phone...
At her words, Gorne woke up hastily.
Given the late hour of the night, it could only be his work.
Eames handed him his phone, which he took in his hand, and put it to his ear.
- Yes…
From the changing expressions on Goren's face, Eames knew he was called to work.
She huffed.
What the hell...
For once she was with him, and she would have renewed what had happened...
He was going to have to leave.
Goren hung up his phone, put his hand on the back of his neck, not daring to look at Eames.
- I know... She gave him a big smile. You have to go...
Damn...
This was the first time he didn't feel like going to work.
He wanted to stay with Alex.
Reluctantly, he approached Eames.
He took the sheet in his hands, and covered his naked body.
He brought his lips close to her forehead, brushing it.
- I'll be back as soon as I can.
Alex was so pretty in its simplest apparatus, covered with the sheet of their frolic.
With this memory, he blushed violently.
His blood boiled.
He took hold of himself.
No it was not the moment to think of that.
But who knows when he'll be back...
Maybe Alex...
Gently, Eames brought his hand to her cheek, caressed it.
- Come back soon... She spoke in a husky voice, vibrating with desire. I can't wait to do it again...
I am anxious to renew the experiment...
Had he heard well...
He plunged his brown eyes in her big hazel eyes, which shone of the flame of the desire.
He had not dreamed Eames wanted again...
Damn it...
If he could have...
Reluctantly, he rushed out of the room, but stopped, and retraced his steps.
He took Eames' face in his hands, brought his face close to hers, and took possession of her lips with ardor.
- I am in a hurry too.
All blushing to have confessed that, he rushed outside the room, under the glance of Eames which did not leave him of the eyes, the hand on her lips, blushing.