Continuing her little exploration of Goren's torso, Eames slid her lips along his belly, which slowed Goren's breathing even more.
She brought her little hands to his belt, unbuckled it, and with her little fingers, slid slid down Goren's trousers and boxer shorts, who couldn't take his eyes off her, as if hypnotised.
She sent Goren's trousers and pants to the floor, joining his dress and the shirt she had already taken off him.
- I'll show you what I really think of you.
What she really thought of him...
My God...
That sensual voice that Eames had at that moment set him on fire, and all he could think about was knocking her onto the bed and possessing her.
But it wasn't right, and he shouldn't behave like that.
So he was going to pull himself together.
Eames brought his hand to her already hard member, and at attention, stroked it up and down, and lowered his face, opened his lips, and took it in his mouth, wrapped his little tongue around it, and sucked on it.
Oh, my God.
So that was what it was like, when she said she was looking after him.
But what Eames was doing to him was too good.
But she shouldn't be doing this to him.
It wasn't right.
He was taking far too much advantage of the situation.
- Alex... You shouldn't... It's not…
But the more she caressed him, the more she sucked him, and he lost his train of thought.
But it had to be said, she was doing it so slowly and gently, that it could only be good, and distract him from any lucid thoughts.
So how could he be lucid.
Eames had so much gentleness in her.
Because of her gestures she had for him, and by what she was processed doing to him.
And it was always he, the lucky one, who had the right to all this gentleness, which she passed on to him.
But why...
Him, precisely.
What did he have in him that could seduce a woman as pretty and intelligent as Eames.
- Why Alex... Why me.
My God...
If she went on like this, he was going to end up like last time, cumming like a virgin.
- Alex... Come... Yes come on me.
At this request, which was said only in moans, Eames didn't have that to be told twice, she hastily got to her feet, took off her bra and panties, threw them to the floor, and approached Goren, who couldn't take his eyes off her, and whose brown eyes, as he gazed at her naked body, burning her, shone with desire.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and gently, he placed his large hands on her small buttocks, lifted her off the ground, and positioned her on his powerful thighs.
- Alex... He moved his hand up her back to hold her, and slid his other hand to her small breasts, brushing against them. Take me inside you.
Eames, her cheeks rosy, nodded.
She lifted her pelvis, positioned her intimacy just above his member, lowered it, took him inside her, and began to move.
- Oh Alex... He pulled his hand away from her small breasts to bury his face in them, and feel the softness of her skin, and the sweet smell. Why me.
Why him...
But because he was the one she wanted.
He could be so endearing, the way he was right now, and it made her heart capsize.
- Why... When you have a choice...
Eames took his face in her hands, making him lift his head.
- Because it's you I want you.
She lowered her face to his, brought her lips to his, and took them with the utmost tenderness.
My God...
If Eames went on like this, he was going to be lost.
Because the more tender Eames was with him, the more she said things like that to him, the more his heart opened.
He brought his hand to his golden hair and undid the clips of his bun, letting his golden hair cascade down his shoulders and down his back.
- This is how I like you best. Naked, but just adorned with your magnificent hair.
At his words, Eames pinked with pleasure, she clung to him, speeding up the tempo.
My God...
But it was too much...
The way Eames moved over him.
His wetness spurting onto my member.
- Oh Alex... You're a little enchantress.
And suddenly it was do an explosion, Eames arched her back, threw her head back, her hair cascading down her back, she screamed with pleasure.
- Oh Bobby... Bobby...
That was all Goren needed, as he grabbed Eames by her round little bottom, pushed himself deeper into her and into hammered her.
- Oh Alex... This is...
A violent desire overwhelmed him, he tensed, his body shaking with spasms, let out his cry, and delivered his seed inside her.
- Oh Alex... Yes... I...
He let his head fall back on Eames' shoulder, trying to catch his breath.
- I'm too old for this sort of thing.
Too old...
For this sort of thing.
Had she Eames heard correctly.
But that was nonsense.
On the contrary, Goren was very feisty, and she loved that.
Especially as in his ardour, there was an extreme gentleness.
She gently brought her hand to his ashen curls, buried her fingers in them and stroked them with infinite tenderness.
- Don't be silly. You have been very well.
Very well.
So Eames was not disappointed with her sexual performance.
A small, tender smile appeared on his lips.
He lifted his face slightly from her shoulder to the nape of her neck and placed a small kiss on it.
- You're far too magnanimous.
- Much too...
At Eames's outraged voice, Goren tipped her back onto the bed and positioned himself on top of her.
- Yes, you're too magnanimous. With an old sea dog like me. He put his hand to the back of her neck and ran his fingers along her small breasts. And for that, you deserve to be punished.
Be punished...
What kind of punishment.
If that was the punishment she thought Goren was going to give her, then she wanted it.
- A punishment you say...
At Eames' charming little smile, Goren lowered his face to hers, and with infinite gentleness took her lips.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, and squeezed Eames's small body as she wrapped her arms around him and pressed herself against him.
''What love needs is just...
A little gentle attention.''
