7
My entire ride back to Bon Temps I thought of nothing but the idea of seeing him later. I was so distracted at work; I barely heard anyone's thoughts. But I could see something nagging at the edges of Sam's mind. He wanted to say something. I finally just asked him.
"What, Sam?"
"Well, now that you ask, I have not heard one word from you for two and a half days! You tell me you are going to that creepy vamp bar for some special party, and then I don't hear a word. How was I supposed to know they didn't sacrifice you to some vampire god or something?"
I was nearly laughing now. "Sam, don't be silly."
Sam frowned. "You should have called me."
"I'm sorry. You're right. Next time I will call you.
"Next time?"
"Well I think I might be spending a lot more time with Eric."
Sam shook his head. "Sookie…just be careful."
I kissed him on the cheek. "I will. I promise."
At about 11:30 I dialed the number for Fangtasia, to find out what time to meet Eric, and where.
"Hi, Pam, it's Sookie."
"Hi, roomie." Pam replied a bit sarcastically.
"Ha, ha…it was only two days. I hope we did not bother you too much."
"I am just teasing, didn't even notice you. You are welcome to stay any time you want."
"Well I was kind of calling about that, something like that. Can I talk to Eric?"
"My master has given strict orders not to be disturbed tonight. He's working on something important."
"Well, I think he might take a break to talk to me."
"I'll ask."
This was strange. Pam sounded so sure that he did not want to talk to anyone, even me. Why would she give me that impression? She of all people knew what I meant to Eric. She might not know all the details, but she would know I could interrupt almost any business he was conducting. Finally one of the waitresses came back on the line. I recognized her voice, but did not know her name.
"I'm sorry, Sookie. The Master said he will have to call you back."
"Um…thanks." I hung up; I had to sit down. This stung…was he trying to get back at me for coming to work? Was this the way he was going to play? He told me he loved me, and this is how he was going to treat me?
By the time I got off work, Eric still had not called. In those hours, I had worked myself into a frenzy. Who the hell did that big stupid Viking think he was? Was this some kind of ploy on his part to show me he was the master? Well he was dreaming if he thought this would work! He was not going to control me!
I decided to hang out with Sam for awhile while he worked on the books. We had a couple of drinks and talked about every day things and bar gossip. The conversation never really got around to Eric, and I was happy about that. I didn't want to think about Eric for the rest of the night!
Sometime after two, Sam was finished with his work, and we called it a night. He walked me to my car, and I headed for home. As much as I tried not to think of him, Eric was foremost in my thoughts. By the time I pulled my car around back and walked onto the screened in back porch, I was fuming.
As soon as I closed the door behind me and turned to lock it, I was pressed up against the door by a towering body with a raging hard on. I knew almost immediately that it was Eric.
"It's almost 2:30. I thought you got off at one." Eric growled as he ground his hips against my ass. "You've been drinking!"
"Get off me!"
"Where have you been?"
"Why didn't you call me back tonight?"
"Sookie. Where have you been?"
"Get off me!"
I could see this was going no where, But I was still angry. Eric spun me around to face him, wedging his knee between my legs and pinning my arms above my head. He leaned in to kiss me and I bit his lip. Eric just smirked, but he allowed me to wriggle away. I was furious.
"Do you know how embarrassing it was for me to have that waitress tell me that you were too busy to speak to me?" I could feel the heat blush my face. " And then you don't even have the decency to call me back! Is this how you treat someone you supposedly care about? You said you love…"
"I want to fuck you."
"Eric!"
He stalked toward me all the while smirking like the evil vampire he was. He was breathing, smelling me, I knew. He wanted to sense my mood. I knew he could smell my anger. I hoped he couldn't notice how bad I wanted him.
"Lover." He purred as he backed me against the counter. "Why are we wasting time?"
He pressed himself against me leaning down to kiss my neck gently, tentatively. I couldn't help but let my head fall back to give him better access. My breathing picked up speed. Was I going to let this happen?
I struggled against his grasp. He held my hands palm down on the counter until I stopped. Then he reached between us and pulled my shorts and my panties down in one tug. His lips moved lower on my neck until they got to my tee shirt. I tried to lift my arms to take it off, when Eric ripped it down the middle and pulled it off my chest.
"That was my work shirt!" I complained.
Eric said nothing. He reached behind me and unhooked my bra, burying his face in my breasts. He lightly caressed one breast with both his hands, tracing over the nipple, then running his hands over my chest and neck. My skin tingled every where he touched, and a felt a rush of heat at my center.
I was on fire for him. He worked my other breast the same way while taking the free one into his mouth. He suckled as if he were a starving man. I was gasping for air, running my hands through his silky fine hair as I held his head to my chest.
"Eric." I moaned.
Eric lifted me onto the counter. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. I could not resist this man for even a minute. I wanted all of him all the time. I felt light headed as his hands ran all over my naked body.
"Sookie." He whispered seductively as he moved his lips back up to my throat. "Sookie, yield to me."
I knew what he wanted, and I didn't care to object. I would do anything, say anything to keep his hands and his mouth on me. I was moaning with every breath. It was too difficult to form words.
Finally I managed, "Yes! Oh, yes!"
I could feel his smile against my neck. He reached between us and gingerly stroked my aching clit. Electricity jolted through me. The feeling was so intense, and I couldn't believe it had been less than 24 hours since we made love. It felt like the first time all over again, like I had been anticipating this moment for months.
"Ah, Sookie…you are so soft, so wet, so warm." Eric growled.
I was not sure how much more I could take when I fumbled for the buttons on Eric's jeans. Somehow, I got them opened. Eric removed his steel shaft and impaled me in one swift motion.
"Eric!" I cried out.
He moved in me forcefully, quickly. I was feeling everything so deeply. I didn't know why, but I wasn't going to complain. I clasped Eric's solid shoulders and felt the muscles moving under his skin. He was just so amazing!
He continued his relentless thrusts while his lips moved to my breasts again. He lightly flicked each nipple with his tongue. All I could do was whimper and press my hips against him as he pushed into me.
I noticed him looking at me intently, staring at my breasts. "Sookie, you have the most amazing breasts I have ever seen. You are so beautiful when I make you moan."
I pulled him to me. "Closer…I need to get closer." I panted.
Eric acquiesced, pulling me by my hips as he drove into me.
I could feel the tension building in me, a tingling ache at my core. Eric was an incredible lover. He always knew just what I needed. His body was a work of art and he knew how to work it.
"I love you." I whispered.
Eric took my lips in a fiery kiss, his tongue probing my mouth the way his penis was probing my silky walls. When I couldn't catch my breath anymore, he pulled away.
"Oh, Sookie…you are so lovely. You are mine."
When Eric said this, I didn't hear the possessive edge to his words that I usually did. It was more like adoration and pride. I was special. I was beautiful, and I was his.
And he was mine. This 1000 year old vampire loved me. Even though I was a human, even though I refused to obey him, even though I shook all his beliefs about men and women, he loved me the way I am.
Then there was no more time for thoughts, no time for words as my body took over. I was so close to Eric, it was difficult to move, but I managed to kiss his neck and nibble his earlobe. I knew how much he liked it when I bit him, so I bit his neck, hard. He groaned in pleasure. I sucked on the wound, but it wasn't deep enough to draw blood. He was already healing, so I tried again. This time he bled and I sucked the sweet liquid into my mouth. Eric moaned and with one final thrust, he came hard, my name on his lips.
Feeling Eric's climax was startlingly hot. I was so close to release. Eric took my hand and placed it between my legs.
"Show me how you make yourself come, Lover."
I gasped as he pushed my fingers onto my tingling nub. I gently rubbed and the pleasure was stunning. I threw my head back, and let Eric hold me up, as the euphoria spread through my body. Eric watched in awe, a sexy growl escaping his throat. Only seconds later I felt the dam break and the bliss rush from my intimate places through my entire body. I screamed as my climax continued, and Eric held me close. My body rocked against him, as I began to calm down.
We stayed that way, quiet and still for a long time. I was beginning to feel sleepy, but I wasn't ready to end my night with Eric. I wanted to spend more quality time with him. He raised his head from my chest and tenderly kissed my lips.
He lifted me off the counter top, and collected up my clothing. Then we walked to my bedroom where he tucked me under the covers. He removed his own clothing as I watched, and then climbed in beside me. He pulled me to him in a spooning position. We lay quietly for a few minutes.
"Where were you tonight?" Eric asked.
"Why didn't you call me back?" I countered.
TBC
