- Bobby... Eames approached Goren, looked at him, his big hazel eyes shining with adoration. Thank you for defending me against Wallace.
For standing up for him against Wallace.
But it was only natural.
Especially since Alexa had done nothing to incur this woman's wrath.
In addition, Alexa had nothing to thank him for.
If he did it again, if someone dared to speak ill of Alexa, he'd do the same thing.
No one had the right to speak to her the way Wallace had.
Alexa was everything to him, so precious.
And he wanted to protect her from anything that could hurt her.
She was his little angel.
But the look in her eyes, those big hazel ones where the flame of adoration shone, troubled him.
He'd never seen such adoration in her gaze, at least not so visibly.
And it unsettled him.
Just because he'd defended her, she was looking at him like that...
It was very flattering, but also so embarrassing.
- Bobby... I...
Eames wrapped her arms around his neck, positioned each of her legs on either side of Goren's waist, and rested her small buttocks on his powerful thighs.
- What are you...
- Shh.
Shhh...
What the hell did that mean.
And what was she doing.
Alexa was really strange tonight.
She was acting strange.
Coming to sit on him...
But Goren didn't have time to ponder Alexa's behavior, already she was lowering her face to his, bringing her lips to his, taking them passionately.
She pressed her small breasts against his powerful torso, the tips of which were hardened so that he could feel them through the fabric, and she slowly rubbed her intimacy against the prominent bulge in his crotch, letting Eames know that he was very receptive.
- Oh Alexa... You're...
Goren grunted, put his hand on her golden hair, forcing her lips closer to his, devouring them hungrily.
My God…
Alexa's daring behavior made him lose all control, and Goren wanted nothing more than to sink into her.
Crazy with desire, he forced his way in with his teeth, savagely tangling his tongue with hers.
- Oh Bobby...
At her cry of pleasure, Goren lost all control.
He brought his hands up to Alexa's hips, slipped his fingers under her skirt, pulled them up quickly, and when he reached the fabric of her panties, he took them between his fingers and tore them to shreds, while Alexa watched him, all aroused and excited.
Seeing Goren behave like a savage set her on fire, and all she wanted was to belong to him completely.
Eames loved tender Goren, but she also loved wild Goren.
Goren positioned his hand on her pelvis, holding her tight, and with his other hand, he reached for her fly, mad with impatience, hastily opened it, plunged his hand inside, and pulled out his hard member, which he placed at the edge of Alexa's entrance.
He was finally going to possess her.
What he'd always dreamed would become reality.
Goren had wanted it so badly from the start.
But something inside him had always stopped him.
That little voice in his head.
Tonight, he was going to forget it, he wasn't going to listen to it.
Even if his intuition told him not to, he'd do it anyway.
Goren wanted Alexa so badly.
That he became obsessed with her.
- I'm going to come inside you... But I might hurt you a little at first.
At his words, Eames nodded, her cheeks pink with pleasure.
A little sore at first...
Eames didn't care.
She trusted Goren blindly.
And she knew he'd never do anything to hurt her.
In addition, for as long as she'd been wanting, wanting, what was about to happen, for nothing in the world would she stop it.
And even if it was painful at first, she would accept that pain.
Eames was so happy.
At last Goren was going to take her.
- I trust you.
Alexa trusted him.
Good God...
He didn't deserve this time.
Especially as she looked so narrow for his height, he was afraid of hurting her.
But Alexa's big hazel eyes shone with such intensity that he forgot his fears, and gently advanced his member to her intimacy, brushing against her.
The voice of the little blonde woman of his dreams echoed in his head at that very moment.
- Remember me before it's too late, Bobby.
Suddenly, Goren regained control of himself and stopped dead in his tracks, as if he'd just been hit by a cold shower.
No, he couldn't do that.
The words that were imprinted in his brain, those of the little blonde woman, made him realize that if he'd just heard them at this precise moment, it was not good at all, and that he was about to make a mistake.
Even if he had to admit that he wanted to make this mistake.
- Bobby... What's wrong...
Reluctantly, he put away his member, and pulled the skirt back over the thighs of an Alexa, who looked at him shocked, and bruised, realizing he was stopping everything.
- I'm sorry... He looked away, not daring to look at her, all embarrassed, and all guilty of what he was about to commit. I can't do this.
I can't do this.
Goren was sorry...
And he couldn't do that.
And for what reason.
What was to stop him.
She'd seen his brown eyes darken with violent desire.
So why stop everything.
In addition, he couldn't stop it all at once, just like that, without the slightest explanation.
But the way he looked away, not daring to face her, told her she wasn't dreaming, and that he'd just stopped everything.
But worst of all were his last words, which kept going round and round in his head.
Goren couldn't do this.
Wasn't she good enough for him.
Not attractive enough.
Not physically pleasing.
At this thought, a feeling of shame rose in her, of self-disgust, mixed with immense sadness.
- Why Bobby... Am I not good enough...
At her words, spoken with immense sadness, Goren's heart sank.
She wasn't good enough...
How could she imagine such a thing.
On the contrary, Alexa was much too good for him.
But that immense sadness, mingled with disgust on Alexa's face, told him that he had to make her understand that she was wrong about everything.
- Alexa... I...
- ...No... I don't want to hear it.
Eames screamed, refusing to listen to her any more, and above all, she didn't want to hear any excuses.
She already felt so miserable.
Then she couldn't bear any more words.
Her heart torn by Goren's rejection, like her tattered panties on the floor, Eames stepped away from Goren, stood up, and walked over to the little pieces of her panties.
She crouched down at their height and held out her hands, picking up the traces of what had just happened, hurting her even more.
But tears welled up in her eyes, clouding her vision, and she sensed that she couldn't hold back her grief any longer, and that she was going to end up crying in front of Goren.
And she didn't want that.
So she let the little pieces of cloth slip from her hands and fall to the ground, joining the rest, and stood up.
She didn't waste a second, and rushed to her nephew's room.
When she reached the door, she opened it, stepped inside and closed it behind her.
Tears spilled down her cheeks, and with sadness, she let herself slide to the floor, her back against the door.
She drew her legs up to her body, wrapped her arms around them, buried her face in them, let out all her grief and cried her eyes out.
My God...
No.
Everything but that.
Goren could hear Alexa's cries perfectly, and it tore at his heart.
He hadn't meant to hurt her by stopping everything.
On the contrary...
In addition, it wasn't that he didn't want to possess her.
That was his greatest obsession.
But still, at this stage of their relationship, he always avoided this moment.
And tonight, he'd lost all control, to the point where he'd gone savage and ripped off her panties.
He'd given way to his impulses, his baser instincts.
Had he been like this in the past.
Just as unmanageable.
But it was the voice of the little blonde woman in his dreams that had made him see reason and stop everything.
But why did her words have such an effect on him?
Something he couldn't understand.
As if she knew how to control her impulses.
Alexa's cry brought him out of his thoughts, making him feel even guiltier.
But right now, Goren didn't know what to do.
Should he go and see Alexa, and try to apologize, and make her understand that she was wrong about everything.
Or should he leave her alone.
Perhaps she couldn't bear his presence.
His gaze was drawn to the small, tattered pieces of Eames' panties on the floor.
At the sight, he was ashamed of himself.
Ashamed of his behavior.
Like that little thing, the panties, he'd ripped Alexa's heart out, with no thought of how she might feel.
Her crying told him all too well.
No.
Goren couldn't face her, he was too ashamed of himself.
For being such a savage, for hurting her.
He'd wait until she wanted to come out, and especially until she faced him.
But he wasn't so sure about that.
The best solution was to let her get over her emotions, and not to add to them.
But Goren was afraid it would be irreversible.
And that he'd irreparably hurt Alexa forever.
He brought his hand up to his face, hiding it.
- What have I done...