- We've booked two rooms... One for us in Logan's name. Logan indicated Barek with his hand. And one for those two. Probably in the name of Eames.
Knowing Goren, Logan was sure that it was Eames who had taken the room in his name.
And that Goren must have thought, he'd be sharing the room with him.
Whereas this would not be the case.
He wanted to let the lovebirds enjoy each other's company.
Logan stepped forward and leaned towards the receptionist.
- They're a couple... Logan murmured his words, as if it were a secret. But it mustn't get out.
At his murmurings, which he could hear perfectly well, Goren glared at Logan, who gave a big, satisfied smile.
No, Logan wasn't rwell of say that.
He made it sound as if they were doing something wrong.
As if they were an adulterous couple.
But they weren't.
- You see the dark look the big guy is giving me...
Barek grabbed Logan's arm and pulled him towards her, stopping his discussion with the receptionist.
- Stop this nonsense, will you.
His nonsense...
But what he was saying was the truth.
Goren and Eames were certainly a couple, but that had to remain a secret.
Name of God…
Why did Logan and Barek have to be part of the trip.
Goren had thought he'd be alone with Eames, but he wasn't.
On the one hand, he had to admit that he was a little disappointed.
Because he would have liked to enjoy his few days with Eames, even if he knew that he would no doubt be boring for her at some point.
But on the other hand, for what he had planned to do, he would need advice, and he could ask Logan.
In addition, he'd thought that since there were four of them, he'd be sharing a room with Logan.
Then, that not at all.
- Don't thank me... You and Eames would be free to do...
Barek pulled him harder, silencing him.
- Alex... Catch.
Barek took both keys, and threw Eames' key in his direction.
Eames caught the key on the fly, and without wasting a second, she slipped her arm under Goren's, put her little fingers on his wrist, and pulled him gently, forcing him to follow.
- Come on... Follow me.
- ... But...
But Eames was already dragging him along, under Logan's amused gaze, and Barek elbowing Logan in the ribs to calm him down.
- See you later, Carolyn.
At the words of Eames, who had just stopped and turned his head towards them, Barek nodded.
Arriving at the bedroom door, Eames put the key in the lock and turned it.
She opened the door, did Goren in with her and closed the door behind her.
- Eames... There are two separate beds.
At her words, Eames turned to see that there were indeed two separate beds, and not one large one.
Perhaps he was disappointed.
If that was all it was, she was going to do something about it.
She moved away from him and headed for the bed near the door.
- Nothing could be simpler... She pushed the bed against the other, making a large double bed out of two single beds. Now we have a double bed. She sat down on the bed and tapped the empty space next to her with her small hand. Why don't you test it out.
Of why.
Ah, but no.
They didn't have to sex together as soon as they were in a room where there was a bed.
In addition, why had he said that.
Goren should have known that Eames would have had behind of the head a idea.
And this time, he was the one responsible.
He'd made the remark because he'd been surprised that there were two small beds instead of one large one, but Eames had interpreted his words as a suggestion.
But it wasn't.
Not that the idea wasn't tempting, but they were going to have to join Logan and Barek.
And therefore, they wouldn't have the time, for things like this.
- You don't want to come and join me.
When he didn't respond, Eames got up from the bed and walked towards him.
When she reached him, she walked around him and stood behind him.
- What are you doing, Eames...
At her name, Eames felt his hair iridescent on his head.
Would he stop calling her Eames.
Couldn't he just call her Alex.
She stood on tiptoe, raised her face to his and brought her lips to his ear.
- I've already told you... Not Eames... But Alex.
Yes, she'd already told him.
But he found it hard to stop calling her by her surname.
- Don't worry... Barek and Logan will wait.
Of what.
Barek and Logan would wait for them.
Eames she couldn't be serious.
And yet...
He felt Eames's small breasts, and their hard points brush against his back, through the tissue, and Eames's arms slip around his waist, and her tiny fingers put on the buckle of his belt, and unbuckle it.
- Alex... Wait.
Oh no.
Eames wouldn't wait.
Every time, it was the same.
Goren never took the initiative, and she was the one taking it.
So no, she wouldn't wait.
Couldn't he take the initiative for once.
- Why don't you ever take the initiative and undress me first. She get out her tongue and slid it to the back of his neck, licking it. I'd like it to come from you first.
To come from him first...
It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he didn't dare.
In addition, he was always afraid of doing the wrong thing.
So...
Goren felt his trousers fall to the floor, which brought him out of his thoughts.
Well, that was strange.
For once, Eames had left him his pants.
- Bobby... I want you to touch me.
But he understood perfectly well.
Eames didn't need to tell him.
The way she undressed him was of more expressive.
But did they have time to do that.
Logan and Brek wouldn't wait too long for them if they did that.
Eames moved slightly away from him, and when he heard the clothes fall to the floor, he knew she had undressed.
She moved closer to him, pressed her small breasts against his back, slid her arms around his waist and brought her little fingers to the buttons of his shirt, unbuttoning them.
The last button gave way, so she opened it, put her hands on his chest and caressed him.
- Oh Bobby... Please.
That was all Goren needed, and he lost all control.
He grabbed her hands and turned towards her, pulling making her back off towards the wall.
- You're playing a dangerous game...
- Dangerous... What a game...
Eames found her back stopped by the wall, and at the mercy of Goren, who had just taken her wrists in his hand, and placed them just above her head against the wall, holding her firmly.
- What the...
- Finished of playing with me.
What do you mean stop playing...
But she wasn't playing with him.
On the contrary...
- I've never played...
But before Eames could finish what she was saying, Goren lowered his face towards hers and took possession of her lips with ardour.
At this kiss, Eames gave a little moan.
- I'll take care of you.
Goren put his hand on Eames' back, pressed her small body against his, slipped his hip between her thighs, and pressed his hard member against her intimacy, making her feel the desire he had for her, but keeping her wrists well trapped in his other hand.
- Can you feel how much I desire you.
At her words, Eames, her cheeks pink, nodded.
Yes, she could feel it, and it was very troubling, even very exciting.
Goren slid his hand down to her little breasts, brushing against them, making Eames tense up and flinch, excited by the caress.
- Bobby... Please...
Good God...
This begging, moaning Eames was driving him mad, making him want to take her against that wall without restraint.
But could he.
Eames wouldn't she take it badly.
Gently, he let go of her wrists to remove his shirt and pants, which joined the other clothes already on the floor.
He brought his hands to her hips, lifted her off the ground and wrapped them around her waist.
- Can I... He blushed violently. Take you, against the wall.
At this request, Eames turned completely scarlet.
Goren wanted to take her, against the wall.
Really...
It was very surprising, but so exciting.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her small breasts against his powerful torso, raised her face to his, brought her lips to his.
- I'd like that.
She took possession of his lips with infinite gentleness, forced its way through of her teeth them to intertwine their tongues in a slow dance.
At this kiss, Goren didn't waste a second, he spread him her thighs, he brought his hand to her hard member, and brought it closer to her intimacy, and plunging his brown eyes into her hazel gaze, he penetrated her gently.
- Oh Bobby... Yes…
My God...
But that it was such a good idea to take, her, against the wall.
Eames was holding on to him, and he was completely inside her, and he loved it.
- Oh Alex... I love taking you like this.
She loved this position too, especially as it was he who had taken the initiative.
- Oh Bobby... I love it too.
At her moans, Goren felt the explosion rising inside him.
- Oh no... Not already.
How that...
Not already.
And suddenly it clicked in Eames' head.
So she took Goren's face between her hands and tenderly took possession of his lips.
At this kiss, Goren lost all control.
He tensed, his body shaking with spasms, he hammered into her, let out his scream, and delivered his seed into her.
- Oh Alex... Forgive me of not...
She deepened their kiss, intertwining their tongues in a slow dance.
And suddenly, she felt the voluptuousness rising inside her.
She brought her hands to her ashen curls, buried her little fingers in them, gripped them, and arched her back.
She threw her head back and screamed with pleasure, while Goren watched her, dazzled by Eames' orgasm.
- Oh Bobby... Yes... Yes…
With gently, he put his hand to the back of her neck, made him raise her head and took her lips gently, while with his other hand, he held her close, pulled her away from the wall and guided her towards the bed.
