At the brutality of Goren's kiss, Eames opened her eyes wide in fright.
No.
She didn't want that.
Not this brutality.
Eames put her hands flat on Goren's chest, pushed him away.
- No... Bobby.
No.
Eames was telling him no.
And he'd been waiting for three years.
For three years he had kept his desires to himself.
Goren wrapped his arms around Eames' waist, held her tightly against him, preventing her from escaping, and forced his way through with his teeth, wrapping their tongues in a violent dance.
At this kiss, Eames felt a violent desire seize her, but she pulled herself together.
No.
She shouldn't react like that.
Goren should not kiss her.
And especially not with such violence.
Even if she liked it.
In addition...
They had said no feelings...
And that nothing should change.
So why...
Yes.
Why...
Was Goren doing this.
Goren forced Eames backwards, and she found herself stopped by the wall with her back to him.
- I need you... He slipped his hands under her skirt, and gripped her by the hips. Here... And now.
No...
She should not give in.
But she wanted it as much as he did, for him to touch her.
It had been three years...
Since that night.
But despite everything...
Even with this violent desire between them.
They shouldn't do this.
- Bobby... we shouldn't...
Goren gagged her mouth with his lips, silencing her.
- Three years... He brought his hands to her panties, took the fabric in his hands, and dropped her to the floor. Three years I've been waiting…
At her words, Eames felt her heart beat violently in her chest, ready to explode.
Had she heard his words correctly.
So did Goren...
He too...
Wanted that night they conceived Jamie...
To happen again.
But it wouldn't.
They shouldn't.
For the sake of their partnership.
For the sake Jamie.
She brought her hands to Goren's, stopped him.
- We shouldn't...
No.
Eames couldn't tell her that.
Even though he could see in her big hazel eyes there was the same little flame she'd had the night she'd belonged to him.
- I know you want this as much as I do.
Goren lifted Eames' legs from the ground, and wrapped them around his waist, pressing his hard member against her intimacy.
- Feel how much I want you...
At his words, and feeling the desire Goren had for her, Eames burst into flame, letting down her barriers.
- Just once...
Just once...
Had Goren heard her right.
Wasn't he dreaming.
But the look on Eames' face told him it was true.
So Goren nodded, looking serious.
- Yes, once.
Then he gently brought his hand to the back of Eames' neck, and made her raise her face to his, brought her lips close to his, brushed them.
At the sweetness of this kiss, Eames lost all control, let out a small cry of pleasure from her lips.
She brought her hands to Goren's shirt, and with haste unbuttoned it, and as soon as the last button gave way, she placed her hands flat on his powerful torso, caressed it with infinite gentleness.
At her caresses, Goren moaned.
Good God...
Eames was an enchantress.
Her fingers on his skin...
It felt so good.
- Oh Alex... Her voice was husky, vibrant with desire. I love it when you touch me.
At Goren's moans, Eames felt bold.
She slid her fingers down his belly, and when she reached his belt, unbuckled it, and unzipped his fly, took her hands to his pants, to his boxers, and dropped them to the floor.
She brought her hand to his crotch, and took his hard member in her hand, caressed it from bottom to top, biting her lips with envy.
- Oh Alex... Take me inside you.
Eames didn't waste a second, she spread her thighs, positioned herself well above his member, and slipped his intimity, anchored him, and began the back and forth.
My God...
For three years...
He had only dreamed of this.
And tonight...
It was too good to be true.
Even if it was only once...
He accepted it...
So violent was his desire for Eames.
- Bobby... Come... Come...
Eames let out little cries of pleasure, going wild on his member, moving at her pace, and doing whatever she wanted with him.
Her wetness spurting onto his member...
Their two sexes becoming one.
Was so exciting...
And so good.
- Oh Alex... Let go...
At her words, Eames felt the waves of pleasure rising inside her.
She clung to him, lowered her lips to his neck, and bit him.
She arched her back, and screamed with pleasure.
- Oh Bobby...
At her scream and the bite of her teeth on his skin, Goren lost all control.
He grabbed Eames by her well rounded little buttocks, pushed his member deeper into her, and accelerated the coming and going, pounding her.
- Oh Alex... It's so good to be inside you.
At Goren's moans, Eames took Goren's face in her hands, raised her face to him, took his lips with passion, intertwined their tongues in a crazy dance.
Goren didn't need any more, he felt the explosion rising in him.
He tensed up, his body shaking with spasms, let out his scream, and delivered his seed into her.
- Oh Alex... I wanted you so much.
He let his head fall back against her shoulder, and placed a small tender kiss on it.
Eames put his hand on the back of Goren's neck, caressed it with extreme softness.
- Bobby... Eames bit his lips with envy. Said...
At Eames' little voice, Goren raised his face, and met two big hazel eyes that looked at him with that little flame he knew so well.
Good God...
Eames was still in the mood.
And so did he.
What he had in his crotch, and which was still inside Eames was already reacting again.
Good God.
He had such a strong desire for Eames...
That he was going crazy...
So much he wanted her.
And tonight...
Eames was giving him what he had hoped for.
- You don't want...
At his words, said with concern, Goren came out of his thoughts.
What.
Had Goren heard Eames' words correctly.
Eames was not serious.
Of course he still wanted to.
So with gentleness, he moved it away from the wall, kept her in his arms, and guided her towards her room with a decided step.
Arrived in front of the door of the room of Eames, he entered, his precious burden in his arms, closed the door behind him of his feet, and moved towards the bed.
Arrived at the height of the bed, he made it rock with him back to the bed, tightened it delicately against him, and lowered its face towards her, took possession of its lips with ardour.
Good God...
That night was magical.
Goren was so good...
Eames put her head to sleep against his chest, and snuggled into his arms.
But he'd better get out of there before she woke up.
Or he couldn't leave.
Gently, he moved away from Eames, careful not to wake her, and got out of bed, went to his clothes, and began to dress.
Dressed, Goren turned to Eames who was still asleep, her golden mid-length hair spread like a field of wheat on the whiteness of the sheets, and she had a big smile on her lips.
At this vision, Goren felt his heart beat violently in his chest, ready to break.
Eames looked like an angel.
She looked so fragile.
Goren walked over to the bed, and crouched down to Eames' level.
He brought his hand up to Eames' face, and with extreme gentleness, placed it on Eames' cheek, brushing it.
- If only you knew how much I care for you...
With these last words, and with regret, his heart clenched, Goren let his hand fall and walked away from Eames, heading for the door.
When he reached the door, he turned around one last time, contemplating a sleeping Eames.
With a heavy heart, he looked away and left the room.