As I said, parts of this I plagiarized, but I can't sue myself! So, enjoy. Let me know what y'all think. Next chapter it's Sookie's turn.

QUESTION: Eric, or no Eric????

CHAPTER SIX

STILL PAM'S POV:

Sookie's eyes slowly fluttered open, and she looked at me strange. "You know, you can't lie in bed for the rest of your life," I told her.

"Why not?" she grumbled. She rolled over on her stomach, her head facing away from me, her arms up over her head.

"Because … well, um … just because."

She chuckled at that. "Pam, let me sleep."

"Oh, come now," I said, pulling the quilt down from the middle of her back. "Your life isn't over just because … it may feel like it, but you have something to offer the world, Sookie." Oh, god, I couldn't believe I was saying that.

"What, exactly?"

What an open-ended question. And I could find no answer. I had something else on my mind, anyway. Flipping the quilt down further, I ran my flat hand over her calf up to her outer upper thigh.

"Pam, no, don'," she mumbled, but her voice told me otherwise.

"What? I'm not doing anything."

She didn't move, so I slid my hand under her t-shirt, maneuvering it over her back. Her body tensed, then relaxed. When my fingertips reached her shoulder blades, I flexed my fingers into her muscles. I grinned when I felt goose bumps erupt over her.

"Seriously, Pam."

"What's a massage amongst friends?"

I leaned back and looked her over. She still hadn't moved. If she was so adamant about this, why hadn't she moved? So, I thought I'd press my luck. I dug into her shoulder blades with the heel of my palm and, applying some pressure, rotated it first before sliding my hand down her spine to the small of her back in small circles. She inhaled sharply. "You have five minutes," she moaned.

Oh, I had her right where I wanted her. I straddled her closed legs at her thighs, not touching her, but resting myself on my bent knees. Taking the bottom of the skirt, I pushed it up to her shoulders. "Hey, wait a …"

"I can't massage your back with your shirt on, dear," I huffed.

She growled, reached down for the shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it beside her. I smiled. I pressed the heels of my palms to her shoulder blades again and moved up, applying more pressure than before. Doing that a few more times, and feeling her body relax, I kneaded my fingers into her shoulders. With my thumbs, I rotated them at the base of her neck while grasping at the muscles in her shoulders. She was still rigid, and I was getting frustrated by her not letting me do my job—well, Eric didn't tell me to do Sookie, now did he?

"You are a tense one, little girl. Relax your shoulders."

She finally did and turned her other cheek to the pillow, keeping her eyes closed. I massaged her shoulders and neck some more before I took my thumbs and went down the center of her spine. She moaned again when I got to the base of her spine, the exact area where the top of her jeans met her waist.

Leaning back a little, I worked her ass cheeks through her jeans, and she squirmed a little. I didn't know how to read that. "Sookie, honey?"

"Yeah," she mumbled.

"I can't really do anything with your jeans on."

"So, take 'em off," she muttered into the pillow.

Wow, she really impressed me at that point. "Pick up your hips."

Once she did, I was able to unbutton the jeans between her body and the mattress. I pulled down both jeans and her underwear. God, she has one awesome ass! So, I spent the next several minutes running my hands from her ankles to her calves then massaged the back of her thighs. With my palms firmly on them, I dug a nail right at the crease of the bottom of her cheeks. I heard a soft, guttural groan. Kneading her cheeks for a bit, I knelt down and kissed the small of her back. She gasped, inhaling deeply. The little hairs she had there stood on end.

With my wet tongue, I licked my way up to her neck, slowly, and with little circles that her response told me she liked. Nibbling on her neck with my lips, she moaned again. As much as I wanted to sink my fangs into her luscious skin, I wasn't quite ready for that.

"Roll over for me?" And as much as I wanted to just take her, I wanted her to have some kind of control. If she asked me to stop, I would have. But so far, it wasn't happening.

I leaned forward to allow her to move her body, and my eyebrows rose at seeing her nipples standing at attention. She still had her eyes closed, and I wasn't going to take that from her if she didn't want watch me. Which, in a way, was a turn on for me. Her face was flushed, her cheeks even more red.

Removing my shirt took all but two seconds, and I swore I heard them sigh at the release. I wasn't wearing a bra. I rarely wore a bra. Bras were for wusses. I leaned down, placed my hands on either side of her head. With the difference in our heights, my breasts brushed just above her nipples. Getting myself in the right position, I circled my now hard nipples around hers. She sighed and threw her head back. A small smile slowly rose on her lips.

Bending down, I brushed my bottom lip against hers, and her tongue flicked out. I moved my mouth so she could lick my bottom lip while I licked her top lip. Suddenly, I felt her warm, smooth hands reach up just below the crook of my arms, skimming her nails over my skin. She opened her mouth wider and I took her tongue, sucking gently. Soon enough, we were in a hot and heavy, passionate kissing session, one that made my pussy tingle.

Her hands moved forward to my breasts and I allowed her to explore them. Her flat palm scraped my nipple and I moaned as reinforcement. "Pinch them. They're yours to have," I told her, breaking our kissing temporarily before she lifted her head and dove back onto my lips.

Taking her forefinger and thumb, she tweaked each nipple, twisting ever so slightly. "Harder," I breathed into her mouth. And she did, with zest.

Breaking our kiss, I kissed, licked and nibbled her neck while she played with my breasts. Oh, was my body ever waking up! This little human girl knew how to please a woman. Who would have thought?

"What do you want, Sookie?" I asked into her ear.

She tilted her head a little and replied breathlessly, "I … make me cum … make me … forget." The pain in her voice killed me, well, would have if I weren't already dead.

Pushing myself back up, I kissed my way down her body, lingering a bit between her breasts. They were the perfect size. I could have spent hours working on them till she begged me to stop, but that wasn't my current objective. I slipped off the bed, standing right beside it and took off my pants.

"Pam?" she muttered as she looked at me – and her eyes lit up.

"You like?"

"Oh, yes. I wish … I had your body."

"No. Your body is one to envy."

She smiled at my response and I slipped back on the bed between her legs, which I promptly parted. I inhaled deeply at smelling her sex – so enticing. I glanced back up at her and she now had her eyes closed, but the smile was still on her lips. Diverting my attention back to her pussy, she was completely shaven, allowing me better access to my ultimate goal. As I got closer, I ran my hands over her outer thighs before I moved to the inside, which apparently she liked. I spread the skin around her clit and licked it slowly, taking in her taste before I looked down at her entrance. Her pussy was glistening with her juices. But I wanted her to beg for it. I started kissing the inside of her thighs, what a rush hearing her moan and seeing her squirm.

Then I worked on her clit. Seeing movement in front of my head, I looked up with my eyes, the tip of my tongue on her clit, and saw her hand clasping her breast and pinching her nipples. I went back to flicking my tongue in a rhythm that matched hers. She squirmed even more, whimpering and rolling her head back and forth. That alone made my clit pulse with excitement, and I was becoming more wet by the minute.

Wrapping my arms around her upper thighs for leverage, I dove back onto her clit and spent the next several minutes bringing her to where I wanted her – whimpering louder and crying and wriggling, struggling to free herself.

I knew she was almost there when her right leg convulsed then tensed. "Hmmph, plllease don' stop."

She was so wet now that I knew I wouldn't have any problem getting a few fingers inside her, maybe more if she was big enough. There was only one way to find out. When my fingers and knuckles were wet enough, I inserted my middle finger into her. Bringing the heel of my palm up, I maneuvered my finger to the roof of her pussy and rubbed back and forth then up and down. I hoped I was hitting her G-spot. Being thrilled when she screamed, she brought her legs up and arched her back; I knew I hit it. I reached out my free hand for hers and entwined my fingers around hers. Then I inserted my forefinger and repeated the motion then on until all four fingers were inside her. I pumped my hand inside her a few times, making her squirm and cry out again.

"Hmm, oh, Paaammmm."

Oh, was she really loving this!

Slowly and carefully, I dug my thumb at the base of my fingers, turned my wrist vertically then gently pushed my hand inside, rotating gradually until my whole hand fit very comfortably. Finding a rhythm to my hand, I fucked her, occasionally twisting my hand so not to cause any burning for her. Every part of her body was convulsing and her whining was non-stop.

"Sookie, are you ready to cum for me?" I asked, surprised at the excitement in my voice, as well as my own juices building up between my legs.

"I … yes, yes, please don' stop," she moaned.

Fucking her harder and faster, I released her hand and rubbed her clit, gently at first. When she gave me the reaction I was looking for, I pressed harder, moving back and forth increasing my speed. I smiled before I felt her tighten her PC muscles around my wrist and she held onto my hand harder. I knew what that meant.

"Allow your body to let go. Cum for me, now!" I barked.

"I … yess, I'm … oh, holy mother of …!"

I felt her push my hand out when her orgasm tore through her body. As her body shook, I forced myself to keep my hand inside her as she arched her back and tensed more so. Her body was still shaking as the waves of the orgasm flowed through her.

"Sookie, Sookie," I called, wanting to make sure she heard me. It was several seconds before she was able to breathe and answer me. "I'm going to remove my hand slowly."

She nodded and held her breath while I carefully removed my hand. Her body shook once more before she completely collapsed against the mattress. Looking at my wet hand, I smelled my fingers before I licked her juices off my fingers and lay down beside her.

She reached her hand up to my forearm and said, "Gi … give me a … minute."

"A minute for what, darlin'?" I asked curiously.

"I want you. I want … to touch you."