- Alex... Goren lowered his gaze to his nervously clasped hands. I...
He remained there, sitting on the sofa, unsure of how to behave with Eames.
Ever since he'd returned, and especially since he'd learned that Nathan had been born from the one night they'd spent together, Goren had found it difficult to be alone with Eames.
Not that he didn't want to be alone with her.
But he still wondered if that night when Nathan was conceived had been as important to Eames as it had been to him.
Goren couldn't forget the passionate woman he'd held in his arms.
This woman who had given herself, body and soul, time and time again.
And whom he loved from the depths of his heart.
But did Eames feel anything for him, apart from desire?
The night Nathan had been conceived, Goren had seen that Eames wanted him as much as he did.
But wasn't that just desire, and she had no romantic feelings for him.
And yet...
Goren was convinced that what had happened that one night between them had been something strong.
But perhaps he was imagining things.
He wanted so much for Eames to be in love with him.

Goren turned his attention back to Eames, who was standing not far from him, not daring to get too close.
So Eames, too, didn't know how to act around him.
So he wasn't the only one, which reassured him.
He and Eames were, at that moment, equally awkward.
And Goren decided that perhaps it was up to him to make the first move.
Proud of his resolve, he reached out to take Eames' hand in his own, intertwining his long, slender fingers with hers, and drew her gently towards him, making her stop millimeters from him.
He raised his face to Eames, brought his small hand to his lips, brushed against it, causing Eames' cheeks to turn pink.
My God...
Eames was so cute right now, blushing.
And Goren wanted to.
But could he.
Eames wouldn't take it badly.
But he'd be dying for it, so it didn't matter if she pushed him away.
Or even that he took a slap.
Just this once, he was willing to take anything.
- Alex…

He brought his other free hand to the nape of Eames's neck, and lowered his face to hers, brought his lips to hers.
- I'm sorry... But it's all I've been thinking about since I found you.
With infinite gentleness, Goren took possession of Eames' lips.
At the gentleness of his kiss, Eames felt his heart beat violently in his chest, ready to explode.
My God...
Goren's kiss was so tender.
It reminded him of the one night they'd spent together, when Nathan had been born.
A night that had turned Eames' heart upside down.
A night when she had felt like a woman, desired and loved.
So much so, that all she wanted was for Goren to touch her again.
To feel his lips on hers.
But above all, the caress of his long, slender fingers on her skin.
But he'd kept his distance since her return.
Eames had thought she might have been fantasizing about that one night, when she'd felt something so strong in Goren's arms.
But not after what Goren had just told her.
Then he, too, hadn't stopped thinking about it.
My God…

If Eames had known, she wouldn't have hesitated to charm him, to make him fall back into her trap.
As she was doing now.
But she didn't know if it was more than desire for Goren.
Because in the depths of her being, she wanted to be more than a desire for Goren.
But she could never tell him that.
Besides, just because they had a little boy together, and he'd accepted his son, didn't mean Goren loved her, or anything like that.
- Alex... Goren pulled away from Eames' lips, short of breath, overwhelmed by the strong emotions he felt for the woman he was kissing. Is everything going to go back to the way it was... He plunged his hopeful brown eyes into Eames' hazel gaze. Or is it.
Eames put her finger to his lips, silencing him, but let her finger graze his lip, and bit her lips, full of desire.
- Let's stop talking, shall we.
At Eames's words, and at her big hazel eyes, shining with that little flame she'd had the one night she'd belonged to him, and that delicious little pout she made with her lips, Goren understood that Eames preferred to let their bodies speak, rather than their voices, which inflamed him entirely.

But he had to pull himself together and not let his impulses get the better of him.
Goren couldn't forget that just a few yards away from them was Nathan's bedroom, and he didn't want to take the risk of waking him up, but above all, of being caught in this kind of situation in front of his son's eyes.
And yet...
Goren was ready to take the risk, so violent was his desire for this little woman, and he wanted only one thing at this moment: to tip her over onto the sofa, and possess her, again and again, just to hear her moan, and cling to him.
But he couldn't.
Not with Nathan right next door.
He had to behave like a responsible parent.
Not completely absorbed in his mother's body.
- But... Nathan...
Why was Goren talking about their sons right now.
Couldn't he see that she wanted him to touch her.
Besides, they weren't risking anything.
Nathan was a sound sleeper.
And so it would take a lot to wake him up.

But perhaps she was mistaken, believing she read that little flame in his brown eyes, that he'd had that one night, or she'd belonged to him.
But Eames wanted to know for sure.
And if she got the wrong idea, she'd stop in time and apologize to him.
So Eames didn't waste a second, she came and sat on Goren, who didn't take his eyes off her, letting her.
She rested her little buttocks on his thighs, placed her legs on either side of his waist, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her small breasts against his powerful torso.
- Nathan won't hear us.
Was it true...
Nathan wouldn't hear them.
And if Eames was wrong...
But Eames was making him lose his train of thought, using stratagems.
She brushed her little buttocks against his member, which was far from insensitive, and was already hard and ready for use.
My God...
If Eames didn't stop, he was going to cum in his pants.
- Oh Bobby... But you're...
Eames let out a little cry of pleasure, feeling Goren's hard member against her buttocks, which set her on fire.
Then she hadn't been wrong.

Goren was far from insensitive.
He just had to be brought out of his shell.
And what a result.
Eames was like a madwoman, wanting only one thing.
For Goren to possess her immediately.
So she slipped her hand down Goren's shirt, dipped her fingers inside, brushed against his chest.
- Bobby... I want you to...
She couldn't finish her sentence as Goren took her lips hungrily, wrapped his arms around her neck, pulled her close.
- You got me too hot... He slipped his hands up her skirt, lifted her, and brought his hands to her panties, which he pushed aside. I couldn't be patient.
Eames, mad with desire and impatient for him to take her, nodded.
- I couldn't wait either.
So, without further ado, he reached for his fly, opened it, plunged his hand inside, and pulled out his hard, ready member, which he took in his hand, and brought closer to Eames' intimacy.
- Take me inside you.

Eames didn't need to be told twice, she lifted her pelvis, and lowered her intimacy onto his member, anchored it, and began to soak, under a Goren, who brought his hands to her pelvis, holding her tight and moaning.
- Oh Alex... Yes, go at your own pace.
Eames brought her hands to Goren's ebony curls, lowered her face to his, and took his lips with passion, moving her intimacy faster and faster over his member, going wild.
- Oh Bobby... Bobby... Yes... I'm dying for it...
Eames was dying for it...
So was he.
Had he known...
Maybe he should have tried to approach her so he could finally feel her against him, and unleash herself on him.
- Oh Alex... You're...
My God...
Eames let out little cries that drove him mad and made him lose his mind.
She had this way of moving on his member that made him swoon.
Her wetness spurted onto his member.
The sound of their two sexes.
was making him lose all control.
And if he didn't control himself, he was going to cum right now.
- Oh Alex... This is too much…

But before he could finish his sentence, he felt a violent, fulminating explosion rise up inside him, making him lose all coherent thought.
He tensed, his body shaking with spasms, let out his scream, and delivered his seed into her.
- Oh Alex... Oh Yes... It's so good when you unleash yourself on me.
That's all it took for Eames, who arched her back, grabbed Goren's ebony curls with all her might, forced him to lower his face to her small breasts, where she pushed him in, making him turn red, and screamed with pleasure.
- Oh Bobby... I love it when you're inside me.
At Eames's screams, Goren lost all control, grabbed Eames by the waist, tipped her back to the sofa, and positioned himself full length on top of her, bringing his hands to her little buttocks, which he grabbed and kneaded, entering her deeply, pounding into her.
- Oh Alex... My Alex... If you only knew how…

Goren couldn't finish what he was saying to Eames, that again he tensed, his body shaking with spasms, entered Eames one last time, let out his cry and delivered his seed inside her.
- My Alex... I love being inside you...
He lowered his face to hers, took possession of her lips gently, intertwined their tongues in a slow dance.