To Work…or to Play
By IsItMe
Disclaimer: I don't own the Southern Vampires or the characters I write about. Sole copyright belongs to Charlaine Harris.
Rating: MA
Pairing: Eric and You. Seriously, the woman in this isn't named, so insert your image into the role as Eric comes for you…
Summary: Basically, a little mature rated fun. Go to work, or stay home and play…a tough decision for any woman alone with such a Viking.
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If only time would stop...
Keeping one hand on her left breast, her right hand slid down to her shorts. Undoing the loose button with one hand proved easy, as did the zipper of her shorts sliding down, allowing her access to slide her hand into her matching crème lace panties. She spread her legs slightly farther apart and pushed back into her clothes dresser, allowing her some leverage as she approached her already wet and throbbing folds.
Eric suddenly moved his relaxed position of laying, to the anxious position of being on his knees, his hard cock standing out in front of him thus giving him easier access to his boys underneath. His hand around his length was working him harder and faster, and she was happy to pick up her own speed.
As her fingers slid apart her lips, her middle finger found her slit and with a moan, she plunged one finger into her depths. She was so warm and wet, she knew what she really wanted was Eric's cock in the place of her finger. But she wouldn't give in. Sliding another finger into herself, she let out a "Uhhhh…" neither a moan nor a sigh, but the language was clear enough to Eric who had begun panting, breathless. While one hand pumped and pulled his member, the other was squeezing and tugging on his balls.
It was 5:49pm.
