Arriving at the door of Alexa's apartment, Goren took the keys from Alexa's pocket, opened the door, let go of her hand to place his hands on her back, and ruthlessly pushed her inside, forcing her inside.
- What's the matter with you, pushing me like that.
Eames looked back at Goren, not daring to believe that he'd dared to push her like that, without any gentleness.
But the evil smile that appeared on Goren's lips, the cold calm that radiated from him, didn't say a thing to Alexa.
What was he thinking.
Was Alexa serious.
She was the one who'd made him act that way.
And it wasn't over, it was just the beginning.
First, she'd ignored him for days and days.
And tonight, she'd shouted at him in the middle of the street.
What did she think...
That she could do whatever she wanted with him without suffering the consequences.
Goren had had more than enough.
And he was going to teach her that you didn't play with people's feelings with impunity.
In addition, she hadn't stopped reproaching him for always stopping before taking the plunge.
So whether she liked it or not, he was going to show her if he couldn't go further, and right then and there.
- You'll find out.
At his coldly spoken words, still with his evil smile on his lips, Goren moved towards Alexa, who panicked, feeling like prey facing a predator, and went to stand behind the sofa.
- Stay away from me.
Eames had never seen so much calm in Goren, and this man standing in front of her, approaching her, told her nothing good was going to happen.
Not approaching her...
Good God...
What did she think...
That the sofa could protect her.
She couldn't be serious.
On the one hand, he felt like laughing, so caucasian was the scene, but he pulled himself together.
No, he mustn't weaken.
Alexa had been too hard on him, too far.
And he was going to make her regret it.
When he reached the sofa, Goren stepped around it and put his hand on Alexa's wrist, pulling her by force, forcing her to follow him.
- We're going to the bedroom.
Pardon.
Going to the bedroom...
Eames must have misheard Goren's words.
He couldn't have said that.
Nor could he even have pretended to...
And yet, from the coldness radiating from him, she understood that this was indeed where he intended to take her.
- I don't want to go there.
Don't go...
Well, she was about to see.
Did she forget that she was half his size.
And that even in stature, she was much thinner.
So how could she impose her desires on him.
- You reproached me for only doing foreplay... He turned his face towards her, his face red with anger. And that I'd never take you... He pulled her away gently, striding towards the bedroom. Then you'll get what you want.
What.
Get what she wanted...
Goren wasn't serious.
At Goren's hint, which was making more and more sense in Eames' mind, she blushed violently, shocked by his words.
She put her hand on his fingers, tried to pull them apart, but he held firm.
- No, Bobby... I don't want to.
What do you mean, you don't...
No.
And most of all, Alexa didn't want to.
After still berating him for not owning her.
What's more, she'd ignored him...
Yelled at him.
She'd openly mocked him.
And it wasn't funny.
- You wanted it that way.
Like what?
Wanted it that way...
But I didn't.
It was too fast.
It wasn't what she wanted.
At least, not this way.
And certainly not now.
Not with this Goren.
When he reached the bed, he pulled Alexa towards it, causing her to topple over onto the sheet.
She turned, her face flushed with fury, and glared at him.
- You're not well.
Not good...
she said.
Oh yes, he was even a little too good.
He was even thinking very clearly right now.
Goren's evil smile reappeared, revealing his white teeth, which sent a chill down Eames' spine.
- And now... Let's make love... All the way.
Sorry.
Let's make love...
All the way.
No and no.
Eames didn't want to.
And what was this way of forcing what he wanted on her.
- It was out of the question.
Out of the question...
Well, she was about to find out.
- You want me to possess you... Then I'll do it.
Without giving Eames time to react, he threw himself on top of her, crushing her with all his weight, holding her small body firmly under his.
- No, Bobby... I don't want to.
Eames struggled, pounding Goren's torso with her tiny fists.
He forcefully grabbed her wrists, stopping her in her tracks, and brought her arms over her head, holding them tight.
Goren kept one hand on her little wrists firmly, and with his other hand, slid his hand under her top, where he brought his fingers up to her bra, plunged his hand inside, to pull out her little breast, which he took with his full hand, kneaded it, and pinched the little nipple with his fingers.
- No... Stop.
Stop...
While under his protests, his voice was troubled.
- Bobby... I said...
Eames couldn't finish his sentence as Goren lowered his face to hers, brought his lips to hers.
- Don't... I forbid you to kiss me.
Oh...
Alexa forbade him.
Well, she was about to find out.
With brutality, he took possession of her lips, beneath an Alexa who was trying by all means to extricate herself.
But he forced his way through with his teeth, intertwining their tongues in a frenzied dance.
Mad with rage at Goren's behavior, that he dared kiss her like that, keep her at his mercy, and above all, that her traitorous body was reacting to what Goren was doing to her, Eames lowered her teeth onto his tongue, biting down with all her might.
- Ouch.
But she'd dared to bite him.
And that satisfied smile she wore.
Well, he was going to make her lose that smile, and get straight down to business.
- Very well... You asked for it.
Wanted what...
For him to behave like a real savage with her, surely not.
Eames wanted nothing to do with this Goren.
Even if her body told her otherwise.
Goren moved his fingers away from Alexa's little breast, slipped them under her skirt, reached into her panties, pulled them off by force, plunged his fingers into her crotch and brushed against her intimacy.
But for someone who said he didn't want to, she was soaking wet and already ready to receive him.
He withdrew his fingers, placed them on her fly, opened it, plunged his hand inside, and pulled out his hard member, which he took with his full hand.
With his knee, he spread her thighs and positioned himself on top of her.
- You're finally going to get what you want.
No.
This wasn't what Eames wanted.
At least, not like this.
Yes, she was dying for him to take her.
But this way.
- Not this way.
What do you mean, like...
Not like that.
- So how do you want me to... Since you're blaming me for not taking you. Goren screamed, his face red with fury, mixed with pain. That you ignore me... That you yell at me...
My God...
So that was why.
Eames had hurt Goren, ignoring him.
And yelling at him hadn't helped.
But Eames had been so unhappy by his rejection.
That she'd done everything she could not to show her grief.
Even if it meant hurting him back.
- Bobby... Please.
Reluctantly, and above all, ashamed of his behavior, Goren let go of Eames' wrists, stepping back slightly to let her breathe.
- Alexa... I...
Eames plastered a small smile on his lips, shook his head in denial, and brought his hand to her cheek, brushed it.
- I didn't mean to hurt you... Bobby.
I really didn't.
Alexa hadn't meant to hurt him.
Then why all this ignorance.
He'd felt so alone, so unhappy, and most of all, abandoned.
And that had been really hard for him.
As if he'd always been.
And Alexa…
Goren felt tears welling up in his eyes, clouding his vision.
At Goren's distress, Eames felt her heart clench.
She should have known that if he'd behaved like that, it was because he'd been deeply hurt by her.
And that he'd done it out of anger, not because he wanted to.
So even now, he was still that angry, deeply tortured man.
- Bobby...
With extreme gentleness, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and brought her lips to his cheeks.
- Don't be sad... Please.
Don't be sad...
And how.
He'd kept his sadness to himself, and now all it wanted was to come out.
In addition, why was Alexa being so soft on him.
After what he'd just done to her.
He'd wanted to teach her a lesson, but it was still him whose heart was wounded.
- Bobby...
Eames moved his lips away from her cheek, to place them gently on her lips.
Goren's tears spilled down his cheeks at the kiss.
He was so unhappy right now.
He didn't know how to react.
The only thing he knew.
He couldn't stop his tears.
Eames pulled away from Goren's lips, looked at him tenderly, and brought his fingers to his tears, wiped them away.
- My angry, tortured Bobby...
Angry...
And tortured.
Was he really like that.
At that moment, yes.
But if he'd reacted out of anger, it was because Alexa had pushed him too far.
And Goren knew he shouldn't have done what he was doing with Eames.
He regretted it.
He'd done the wrong thing.
- I'm sorry, Alexa.
At his apology, Eames shook her head in denial.
She didn't need an apology.
She knew he'd only acted out of anger and distress.
And she was responsible on one hand.
She'd pushed Goren to his limits.
- Bobby... If we go gently...
Gently.
Yes.
That's what he wanted.
He wanted to be gentle with Alexa, not this savage when he was angry.
He nodded, and Alexa took his face in her hands, brushed her lips at the promise.
But the kiss that was supposed to seal their promise to go gently turned into something fiery and vital.
Eames forced his teeth through, intertwining their tongues in a mad dance.
Goren let out a low moan at Alexa's fiery kiss.
He wrapped his arms around Alexa's waist, squeezed her small breasts with his powerful torso, and grazed her intimacy with his hard member.
Mad with desire and impatience, they hurriedly undressed, and finally naked, threw themselves into each other's arms, devouring each other with kisses.