I do not own any True Blood characters, just my own creations..

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Carli woke up the next morning early and was out of the hotel after a shower to hit the studio for a day of hard work. She sang out her confusion and uncertainty in the ballads that they happened to be working on, and took a break to sip some water as she listened to her stuff so far. She smiled at their producer as he leaned back and listened closely, appreciating his need to pick. It had gotten them a great album the first time around and would the next time, but she needed to focus on that instead of whatever Eric had done to her. Carli headed back in to record a song again, and she closed her eyes and listened to the music in her ears closely. She started to sing it, giving into the feelings that she had written it around when her and Ryan had nearly broken up. At the time, it had been the worst thing in her life yet now she was practically throwing herself at someone she had known for three days. Carli pulled it off and saw a grin from behind the glass and she took a deep breath. They worked into the evening that day and she grabbed something for dinner and relaxed in her hotel and was there the next day as well. She belted songs out just as hard and passionately, and was thankful for lunch when it was brought in by his girlfriend Jess. She smiled as she kissed her boyfriend and sat down next to him and across from Carli. "Hey, girl!" She had deep chocolate hair that was pulled back and stunning blue eyes set in a pale face, and Carli had become instant friends with her immediately. "Slave driver here says you have been working your ass off, so I was wondering if you wanted to hit the city a bit tonight. Just to relax and shake things off a bit."

"I still have a couple pf long days here." Carli mused, and Jess shot her a look. "But it might be a good thing to have some fun. I have not done too much since the guys split."

"Exactly. You can use the time to promote this album too. It is going to be great from what I have heard." Jess told her, and Carli smiled to herself. They agreed that Jess would grab her from the hotel at eight and they would go out for a few hours. Carli finished up for the day, got a light dinner of a salad, and headed to the room. She took a shower and straightened her hair and did her make up with dark greens and yellows and a red gloss. Carli pulled in a short sequined steel gray skirt and a purple tank that was long down her torso and dipped in the front just a little, finishing with thigh highs and the heels from the night with Eric. She might as well enjoy that much about him if nothing g else. Carli got the text from her friend and headed down to the lobby and out of the doors to Jess's red Lexus on the curb, and shook her head as she got in. Jess had her hair in loose curls and her eyes were done with a thick line of black liner and shimmering shadow and she was wearing a red dress that looked amazing on her. Carli smiled at her and Jess glanced at her. "What?"

"You look so gorgeous!"

"Take a look in the mirror, my friend. You have turned into this shining star in the last few years and there is no stopping you now." Jess told her confidently and Carli blushed. She pulled up in front of a bar and the car was whisked away by the valet, and Carli surveyed the crowded front. "It's an opening. I like to scope these out sometimes for future appearances." Jess told her, and Carli nodded. The girls walked to the front where they were let right in based on whatever Jess murmured to the bouncer, and Carli took a good look around. It was crowded enough to be a bit hot, with bodies moving all over the various points of the dance floor as well s gathered at the bar. Carli was recognized quickly, and Jess winked at her as she moved through the crowd to take a good look around. Carli joined a group of girls at the bar and sipped a drink as she talked to them and earned high praises. She loved her fans for their constant support and true appreciation. She was a little freaked out by the star appeal that they doted on her, but she was trying to get used to it as time went on. Carli bought them all a drink and bounced her head to the industrial music that was pumping through the room, and she caught the scent of really good food wafting by. Jess showed up almost immediately with a plate of appetizers and Carli smiled. "Some company is here for the opening. Figured you would be a little hungry." Carli thanked her and they nibbled together as the group they were in grew larger, and Carli took a few photos and signed some random things before her and Jess headed out to dance.

Carli loved to dance and always had. That would have been her pursuit in life had it not been her voice and love of singing outweighing it. She moved easily to the transitioning song as it moved from industrial to retro and moved around the floor. An hour passed and she ran to use the bathroom quickly, downing a couple of drinks to quench her thirst along the way. Carli glanced over as she entered the restroom, seeing a vaguely familiar blond woman in a sexy black dress that was cut low in front and short in the length eyeing her. She could not quite place her and she went inside and did her business, coming out ready to dance some more. Carli looked over again out of curiosity and saw the woman joined by Eric, and her mouth fell open. He was looking at her with a neutral expression, and she stared forward as she went to find Jess. It was Pam and that was why she was familiar. Eric looked as good as ever in black pants and a fitted button up shirt in steel gray as she snuck a peek at him, and she remembered the way his body had felt when she touched it that night. The muscles had rippled under her hands before tensing at her touch, and she felt her composure weakening. She forced her head forward again and skipped onto the dance floor by her friend, singing along to their song as it pumped heavily through the building. Fans looked at her and she high fived them as they all sang together, and the euphoria hit her. She closed her eyes and swayed back and forth, dancing closely with a male fan that she had chatted with at the bar. It was innocent and fun for her, but she felt his desire press against her ass as she moved, and his hands sliding around her hips and beginning to move under the shirt. Carli stumbled and he caught her, and she felt his hot breath on her throat as he pulled her closer against him. He was rock hard under his pants and he pressed it hard into her, and she swept her eyes around the oblivious crowd as she moaned slightly.

"I want you so bad, Carli." His voice was low in her ear, and she felt him start to pull her away. "Come home with me."

Carli turned to face him, and the fantasy ended as she looked into the face of the twenty something with messy hair. He was cute and a great fan and obviously into her, but he was not on the level of what Eric did to her. "I can't. I am engaged and I need to keep it professional with the fans. I really need to pass." He was obviously crushed but she said the words and let it go, and kicked herself for not being able to do that with Eric. She decided to leave him in his pain of rejection for a moment and grabbed another couple of drinks at a quieter bar in the back as she relaxed.

"Is this how you break from your over attentive fans?" A woman's bored sounding voice came from next to her, and she glanced over to see Pam. "I thought you might actually fuck that sweet boy, Carli. He was giving it his all."

"Why is it any business of yours what I do and with whom?" Carli asked her, and was rewarded with a pleased smile on the lovely face. "You're his partner right? Pam?"

"Yes, I am. I have heard an earful about you from Eric, and I can say for sure that he wants to fuck you. Quite hard, from the look in his eyes when your name is brought up. I could always say that he isn't worth the time and that you should allow me to please you, but I am guessing women are not your thing. I have heard that he us stellar in the bedroom as well, so I would be lying if I told you otherwise."

"I turned him away, Pam. It is a mute point." Carli said, and felt a twinge of regret. She stared at her drink and ordered another after downing it. She was beginning to feel the alcohol and she took a deep breath.

"One can always change their mind." Pam reminded her, and Carli raised her eyebrow. "He really has his panties in a bunch over you, sweetie. Let him have you once so he will stop obsessing about it."

"He can have anyone, anywhere. He is gorgeous and he knows that." Carli said, and Pam smiled

"I knew that you appreciated him."

"Of course. I am not blind but that is a far cry from throwing myself at him." Carli said, even though the memory of the kiss led her to the feeling it had given her and the familiar clenching between her legs. She moved them together and took a deep breath as Pam looked her over.

"Stop fighting it. That is my best advice." Pam told her, her blue eyes intent as she stared at Carli. She slid gracefully off of the seat and glided towards the rear of the building, and Carli watched her as she sipped the drink. She turned forward and kept drinking until she was beginning to feel numb, and she got up to step outside for some air. There was a nice outdoor area with lights and tables, and she sat in the far corner. She pulled out her phone and texted Ryan drunkenly, and he responded quickly with something as naughty as she had typed. They went back and forth and she felt herself grow damp as she pictured what was being described in a dark room with Eric, and her breath caught in her throat. Ryan asked her to call him when she was back in her room so they could finish the night, and she agreed and set the phone down as she took a deep breath.

"You are so flushed right now, and I can see your nipples under that shirt. I wish I could take the credit, but I assume it had to do with whatever was happening on your phone." Eric's voice was low and she leaned her head back and took a deep breath.

"I am doing it with the proper person." Carli told him, and he stepped up behind her. He didn't touch her but she still whimpered softly.

"He is not even here to make you come as hard as you need to. He cannot touch your body the way it is begging to be touched right now, can he? What are you going to do? Settle for some average phone sex and rub yourself off later?" Eric asked her, and she sat up straighter. "I saw that little scene on the dance floor, Carli. That guy wanted to take you right then and there, but you se easily turned him away. Did he get you wet at all?"

Carli opened her mouth to respond when she heard Jess's voice. She turned her head to see her friend smiling as she walked over. "Hey, Jess. This is Eric, the caterer. Eric, this is Jess. He saved me from destroying a gallery a few days ago and here we meet again." She had turned to face the table to hide her signs of desire, and forced a friendly smile on her face that went along with the forced laugh.

"Just wanted to make sure you are alright." Jess told her, looking between them. "I am going to head in and dance some more. Join me later."

"I will. Just getting some fresh air." Carli told her, and Jess smiled and walked away. She looked down at the table and heard Eric chuckle.

"I think even she knows that you want me." Eric said, and Carli glared at him.

"Come with me." Eric told her, and she felt him urge her off of the seat with his hand on her lower back. . She grabbed her phone and slid it into her purse as she was led into a dark room by the arm, looking around to make sure no one realized who she was. She found herself pushed onto a table of some sort, and she tried to see around the room. "This is the yet unused office where we are storing our things tonight. Nobody will be back her besides Pam and myself and she is busy working the crowd." His hands slid up the sides of her legs and she jumped. "We can do anything we want back here, lover."

"I don't want to do anything." His hands had reached the bare skin of her thigh and she moved back as he slid one hand up her back and into her hair tightly. He kissed her hard as he held her still, and she struggled against his firm grip. She tried to fight him but found her hands sliding up his chest as he coaxed her lips to part with this tongue. She slid them around his neck and he kissed her deeply as he parted her legs with his body and pressed into her. Carli moaned as she met his tongue in a heated dance, and she felt her body warming and dampening quickly as he hardened firmly against her. She broke the kiss, breathing raggedly as she turned her head. "I cannot do this on a desk in a random office."

"Really?" Eric asked her, sliding a hand up her inner thigh, growling as he felt the slick surface of her desire. He continued under the material of her thong and sliding his finger over her hot folds as she moaned loudly. "So wet." Eric said approvingly, focusing on her clit as she tried to keep from crying out. He circled slowly and then teased it at a faster pace as she let out a ragged moan against his searching lips. He kissed her slowly and deeply, seeming to enjoy the sound of her moans against his mouth as she felt the warmth building inside of her. "Let it go, Carli. Give in to me." he slid a finger inside of her tight body and she threw her head back as he held her around her waist to keep her steady. He pumped it in and out of her and she bucked against him as she finally felt herself spilling over him in a powerful orgasm that she felt through her whole body. Eric drew his finger out and she saw him suck her juices off of it in the dim light from the street light outside. He kissed her and she tasted herself on him and she licked his tongue and mouth slowly as he gripped her ass. "I need to be inside of you." Eric told her, and lowered his mouth to her neck.

"Not here." Carli told him, and he pulled away to stare at her. She was feeling the alcohol and the effects of the much needed orgasm, and she held onto him as she kissed him again. "Take me somewhere, Eric."

They kissed for a long moment, hungrily tasting each other as he pulled her to him and pressed hard against her. "I am going to fuck you hard tonight, Carli. You are going to scream my name with each and every orgasm. You were far too quiet last time." Eric whispered against her, and she slid her hand over his impressive erection. He pressed forward and she stroked him as he groaned and kissed her again. He slid his hands down to try and pull off her thong, but she stopped him with her hand.

"I deserve more than a desk." Carli told him, and he stroked her hair back from her damp face.

"You would not be saying that to try and get away from me, would you?" Eric asked her, and she blinked as she tried to focus on her words. "I do agree that a big bed would be much better, but I don't want to let you get away."

"This is so wrong." Carli mumbled, and pushed him forward as she attempted to slide off of the desk. She ended up falling and twisting her ankle in the heels, and he caught her before she hot the floor. "Ouch." She looked up as he slid his arms around her securely, and kissed her again. She felt him pull her over his lap on the cold floor and she slid over his hardness almost painfully. She was starting to lose track of right from wrong, and he slid his hand over her breast to squeeze it tightly. He pinched her small but hard nipple between his fingers and she cried out as she arched her back.

"Go find a reason to tell your friend that you're leaving, and I will meet you out front." Eric told her, not taking his hand away from her. He kissed her deeply and she held tightly onto him. They stood up after a hungry kiss and she ran a hand through her hair. "See you in a few minutes." Eric told her, kissing her with a brush of his lips as he opened the office door. She clutched her purse and limped slowly out to the main room of the club, checking to see how wrecked she looked in the bathroom mirror first. She looked like she had been dancing all night, which she had been other than the office. She walked out and looked at the dance floor to see Jess dancing with a group of friends, smiling and having a good time. Carli watched her, jealous of her ability to be so carefree. She didn't know whether to be mad at herself, at Eric for getting to her so much, or at Ryan for just being absent. Carli pulled out her phone and texted a quick message to Jess saying that she had injured her ankle and was grabbing a cab home. She ended it by saying to have a great time and hit send as she looked up again. Carli walked forward to the door and out to the sidewalk, and looked around to see Eric leaning against a pristine red corvette. She saw him nod and open the door and she bit her lip as she walked forward, taking off her heels as she ducked into the vehicle. Eric closed the door and got in, driving off smoothly as she leaned back in the comfortable seat. She closed her eyes and felt his hand sliding gently over her leg, soothing her and exciting her all at once. She started to tremble and bit her lip harder as she tried to stop, and felt them stop at a light. "Are you cold?" Eric asked her, and she shook her head slowly.

"Second thoughts, lover?" Eric asked her, and she let out the breath that she was holding. "I think we have already crossed that line that you drew tonight. I can still taste you on my lips. I want you to feel that again tonight, and then again. You do want this too." He took off and she turned her head to look at him, and he glanced at her. His eyes were burning and she slid her hand over his and pulled it up her leg a little higher. "There we go." He stroked her over the damp material of her underwear, and pulled into a parking garage as he drove down a steep hill. He kissed her deeply before opening his door and walking around to her side to open hers. "This is a very private entrance. Your presence here is discreet." They walked into a lit hallway with several doors and he walked to an elevator and pressed the button. When it opened, they got in and he stepped close to her and gazed down at her. "Is that why you didn't end up with that boy on the dance floor? He would not be discreet?"

"He was just a kid, Eric. I mean, he was the same age or so as I am, but I have to be the adult. It would not be discreet and it is messing with the fans to cross that line with them. It is something I learned from the beginning, having started out when I was nineteen." She stared at the wall of the elevator for a long moment. "I think that is possibly why I ended up with Ryan, since it made everything easier for me. It was easy for a pretty long time, but now I am here and so close to being with you."

"Like I said, you already crossed the boundary you attempted to set with me. You came on my fingers, Carli, and we tasted it together." Eric whispered, and leaned down to kiss her. The elevator stopped and they stepped apart, and he glanced out and stepped off. Carli followed and he opened a door, gesturing for her to enter. She stepped in to a large foyer lit by a small lamp on a wall shelf, and she looked around what she guessed was his apartment. Eric closed the door and stepped in front of her, stroking her arms slowly with his fingertips as she lifted her eyes to his.