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Mr. January: Part 2

Sookie closed her eyes, fresh tears seeping out of her closed lids. "I have always been yours." When she opened her eyes she was surprised to see shock on Eric's face. She smiled. "From the first night I saw you at Fangtasia, I wanted you, but I never thought in a million years you would want me too."

He nodded, making his tousled hair fall over his eyes. "You're the only one I want."

"But… You can't leave your position."

"No." He shook his head and smiled. "I have no intention of quitting my job and hiding in your house for eternity. I want it all. What's the expression? I want to have my cake and eat it too?"

"In this analogy, I'm the cake?" Her body turned to jelly at the thought of him eating her.

His smile widened. "If memory serves, you are delicious." He snapped at the air between them, clacking his teeth.

Sookie giggled and then kissed him. His lips were soft and cool. She licked his fangs, making him moan.

"I like that." His eyes were closed and his voice was dreamy.

"I remember." She smiled and then kissed him again. Although things between them were complicated, and there were definitely strings attached, it was better than it had been before. When he had amnesia, there was always a part of her brain telling her that it wouldn't last, that it wasn't real, that he wouldn't remember her. Because of that, she never gave herself to him, not fully. She always held back a little piece of her heart. But this Eric was whole, and he was with her because he wanted to be with her. That knowledge warmed every cell inside her body.

His fingers dug into her hair as he deepened the kiss. She moved closer to him, twisting and straining until finally, she was straddling his lap. She was panting when they pulled apart.

"Is this why you came here tonight?"

Eric smiled. "Yes and no. I would be a liar to say it wasn't on my mind. I always want to have sex with you." He pushed the two sides of the robe apart at the top and caressed the base of her neck. "But I'm here because I had to see you. I've been going crazy trying to remember. Trying to make sense of what you told me that night Mickey attacked us. Somehow, I knew I was at peace the last night we spent together. I thought that maybe if I saw you, I would feel that again."

"Do you?" Sookie wrapped her arms around Eric's neck.

He nodded. "Yes. I also wanted to bring pictures to tempt you."

"It worked."

"Ha. You did the tempting! I wasn't counting on you wearing the tiny piece of clothing. I could barely contain myself watching your ass move back and forth like that."

"Like this?" Sookie moved on his lap, rubbing her ass against him.

Eric growled and then kissed the base of her neck.

"I like that," she whispered.

"I remember." His words licked her skin.

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When he smiled at her, it was as if she were bathed in warm light. It made her skin tingle.

"I can feel you." She smiled.

"Me too. I had no idea how wild you are. Your intensity is unrivaled." He sucked her lip into his mouth and then released it with a pop.

"And your hunger is never-ending." She kissed him. "Is that how you always feel? Hungry?"

"Only when I'm with you," he said, and then he devoured her all over again.

The End

Keep your eyes out, I'm working on a continuation of one of my stories and two new ones. Also, I just finished my third book, so I'll be posting updates about that as well. :)