My God...
Goren had never seen a body so marked with bruises.
Marks well imprinted on the little body of Eames...
And well marked in his soul.
How could Eames have endured all this.
One could not bear such atrocities.
And it wasn't just the beatings.
The way Kevin had spoken in front of him.
There had also been the physical abuse.
And Eames who had kept it all to herself.
His heart sank.
Could he even lay a finger on her...
At the risk of hurting her.
Goren didn't know what to do anymore.
Yes...
He wanted Eames...
And what she was offering him.
But wasn't it too soon.
Would she be able to stand it if he touched her...
Wouldn't she be afraid of him...
Of his actions.
- Bobby...
At the small voice that questioned him, Goren looked at Eames, who was looking at him with her big hazel eyes shining with concern, and hesitation.
Eames was worried...
And also hesitant.
And how could it be otherwise.
How could Goren reassure her...
Make her understand that he would never hurt her.
And that she could trust him blindly.
Goren had to take all of Eames' anxieties upon himself...
And show her that she had nothing to fear from him.
And above all...
That one could be very tender during sex.
Not a brute.
And selfish.
But first...
He had to make Eames understand that she had nothing to be ashamed of.
And that the only person who had anything to be ashamed of...
If you could call it a person.
Was none other than that bastard Kevin.
And especially not her.
Proud of his resolutions, he turned his gaze to Eames, who was looking at him without moving, her hands against her heart, which were hiding part of her small breasts.
- If you want to stop everything.
To stop everything...
No.
That's what she wanted from the bottom of her heart.
Eames shook his head in denial, spread his hands, opened his arms, held them out to her, a big smile on his lips, inviting her.
- I trust you.
My God...
Eames was so cute.
How could he resist such an invitation.
What she was about to give him...
Was the most beautiful thing he could have ever dreamed of having.
And to think that that bastard Kevin...
How could he have raised his hand on Eames.
His face contracted with anger, he clenched his fists with all his strength, to have white phalanges.
But his anger subsided immediately, as he saw the flame of fear in Eames' eyes, and his smile, which was calming.
My God...
Goren forgot that Eames could read every feature of his face.
And that at that moment...
He must not have looked good.
Even worrying for Eames.
He had to reassure her.
And make her understand that this anger was not directed at her.
- I promise I won't hurt you.
At the fear that evaporated from Eames's eyes at his words, to give way to an immense tenderness, and his smile that reappeared on his lips, Goren took her in his arms, hugged her gently, making the weight of their two bodies slump on the mattress.
He lowered his face towards hers, brought his lips closer to hers, brushed them.
Eames wrapped his arms around her neck, pressed his small chest against her chest.
My God...
Her little tips brushing against his chest was enough to drive him crazy.
But he had to control himself.
And especially not to rush her.
He would be very tender…
And very patient.
- Alex... I would be…
He did not have time to finish what he was about to say to him, that already Eames carried the fingers to his curls half-ebony half-ashen, forced him to lower the face towards her, and took possession of his lips with passion, intertwined their languages in a crazy dance.
- More words... I want actions.
Acts.
My God...
He who wanted to go slowly.
If Eames was so fiery...
And give him the green light.
How could he be patient.
And not give in to his impulses.
He was a man first.
And had needs.
But he had to keep a cool head.
And above all control himself.
- Stop thinking... She brought her hand to her lips, brushed them. Bobby.
At that teasing voice, Goren lost all reason.
He grabbed Eames by the hips, lifted them, put them on each side of his waist, held them firmly, pressed his member hard against her intimacy.
A small cry of pleasure escaped from the lips of Eames.
A cry that inflamed Goren's entire body.
- I don't know if I...
- You'll be able to hold it.
At these words, and at the little laugh that escaped from Eames, Goren felt his heart beat violently in his chest, ready to break.
My God...
It was true.
Eames knew him by heart.
She even always finished her sentences.
How could he not see that this little piece of woman was right there in front of him.
Waiting for a sign...
A gesture from her.
But he had been so afraid.
Afraid of what he himself felt for Eames.
So how could he have seen what was right in front of him.
- Should I take matters into my own hands...
At his words, Goren blushed violently.
He shook his head in denial.
- Then stop thinking. She brought her hands to his face, and forced him to lower them to hers. And take care of me.
Stop thinking...
And how.
He still couldn't believe...
To realize.
That what was happening was real.
He felt Eames' lips seize his, and his tongue forced its way through his teeth, to come and wrap itself around his, and Goren lost all notion, let out a grunt of pleasure, forgetting everything he was thinking.
He let his hands go up her back, leaving a hand on her back to keep her against him, and slipped his other hand in front, and bring it to one of her small well rounded and firm breasts, that he took in full hand, kneading it, and titillated her small nipple of his fingers.
Eames pushed a small cry of pleasure, bit his lips with envy.
He moved gently away from her small breast, to slide his hand lower, along her belly, and stopped it arrived at her crotch.
- I can touch you here...
For any answer, Eames nodded, lifted her pelvis, and spread her thighs.
Eames' silent response, couldn't have been clearer.
It was a yes.
Then with infinite gentleness, he slid his fingers over her blonde hair, caressed her, and plunged his fingers inside her intimacy, which was already quite wet, caressed her little lips, and her little button with his thumb.
Eames wrapped her arms around Goren's neck, clinging to him, moaning and shivering, feeling herself faint.
My God...
But Goren had magic fingers.
Eames had never felt so much pleasure in being touched and caressed there.
Goren was the only one.
But if he continued like this...
But Eames wanted more than a caress.
She wanted him inside her.
Here and now.
- Bobby... come inside me.
Come inside her...
Oh, God...
Couldn't she see that's what he was dying to do.
But he was afraid.
Afraid to hurt her.
- I know you won't hurt me.
Goren looked at her surprised, as if forbidden.
My God...
How had she guessed that was what was bothering him.
But could he.
Wouldn't she regret it.
- May it be like that...
Eames didn't give her time to react, she took his hard member in her hands, lifted his pelvis, spread his thighs, and anchored him.
- Since you hesitated...
Hesitated...
But it had nothing to do with that.
- It has nothing to...
She brought her hands to her face, and took his lips eagerly, silencing him, and began to move her pelvis.
My God...
He who had wanted to be patient.
Eames was so feisty.
And good God...
How good it felt to be inside her.
He felt like he was finally home.
Like he'd finally found his place.
- Alex... I...
She quickened her pace, making him moan.
The sound of their two bodies becoming one...
Her wetness spurted over his member...
Driving him crazy.
- Bobby... She brought her lips to his ear, brushed against it. Let go.
That's all it took for Goren to lose control of himself.
He grabbed Eames tightly by the small of her buttocks, plunged deep into her, and increased his thrusts, pounding her.
- Alex... It's so good to be inside you.
Eames felt the voluptuousness rising in her.
She brought her fingers to Goren's half-ebony, half-ash curls, grabbed them and arched her back, throwing her head back, her golden hair spilling down her back, and screamed.
- Bobby...
At her scream, Goren tensed, his body shaking with spasms, and delivered his seed into her.
- Alex… It's...
He collapsed on Eames, his head against the sheet.
My God...
He had never experienced anything so intense.
His heart was still pounding.
He got up slightly, looked at her, all in adoration for this little angel, who had been his.
He reached for one of the golden locks on Eames' face and tucked it behind her ear.
Emaes was so cute right now.
How could a woman be as beautiful after love, as she was before.
Could it be love...
Love...
Goren had considered everything.
But never this.
And yet...
His heart was beating violently at every glance of the beautiful one.
The way he wanted to protect her.
To cherish her.
Yes...
He was in love with Eames.
- Bobby...
At her name, he snapped out of his thoughts, to find two big hazel eyes looking at him with concern.
- Said… She looked down, not daring to look at him. You will not leave.
To leave...
And to go where.
Why was E mes afraid he would leave her.
He would never do such a thing.
And especially not after what had just happened between them.
And even less...
After what he had finally realized.
He lowered his face to hers, and placed a delicate little kiss on her forehead.
- Where do you want me to go...
At his words, Eames a big smile appeared on her lips, lighting up her face with joy, she wrapped her arms around Goren's neck, forced him to lower his body on hers, and held him close.