I'm in a fairly good mood, so I thought I'd post the next chapter so you're not left hanging too long :)


Chapter 8 - Dirty

EPOV

Good. I love you.

Those four words kept playing in my head over and over while I sat there on my couch, stunned by what she'd said. It wasn't so much that she'd said it, since I had known for a few days that she was on the edge of feeling that way, but... it still took me by surprise that she had fallen over the cliff. Then I wondered if she'd meant to say it, or if I had just slipped out.

I wasn't panicked in the sense that it was too much or something like that, but it got me thinking about whether or not I could return the sentiment.

Am I in love with Sookie?

Since I had to ask myself I decided the answer was no, I wasn't in love with her. Not that I didn't want to be, or that I couldn't see myself getting there, but I wasn't yet. And I wouldn't tell her I was just to make her feel less awkward. Assuming she felt awkward about it at all. Seconds ticked by at what felt like a much slower rate. Should I say anything to her about what she'd said on the phone, or should I just glaze over it? Not that I didn't think she meant it, but I was pretty sure that wasn't how she had envisioned telling me for the first time. But if I didn't acknowledge it, that seemed like a sure fire way to make her think I wasn't interested, contrary to the things I'd said to her a few days before.

Instead I decided to focus on her request of being ready for her when she arrived. To that end, I flipped off the TV and then decided to surprise her. I went back to my bedroom and peeled off my clothes. I couldn't be much more ready than naked, and then thoughts of having sex with her without a condom between us started to revive the erection that had been starting before she dropped that bomb on me before she hung up. All the same, I grabbed one from the nightstand because we weren't out of the woods with them yet. I set it on the coffee table in the living room. I had a plan in mind.

When I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, I stepped forward to look through the peephole. Blonde hair, great boobs and long tan legs... Sookie. I flipped the deadbolt over and pulled the door open. She stopped in her tracks at the sight of me standing there naked, and very ready for her.

"Come here," I crooked a finger at her, using a lower tone of voice than usual.

She stalled for a moment, but then quickly stepped into the apartment. I closed the door once she was inside, and then turned around to face her.

"Eric, listen, before I-" she started, obviously flustered over what she'd said to me on the phone.

"Shhh..." I put a finger to her lips to stop her from talking. "You don't need to explain or apologize."

She nodded and I removed my finger from her lips. We stared at each other for a moment before I leaned down and kissed her. There was something different in the way she kissed back, and I was willing to bet it was the fact that she was now aware that she loved me. My hands started at her hips and slowly moved up her sides until I reached her breasts. Her hands joined mine on her chest, but when I grabbed onto the neckline of her tank top and pulled, tearing it open, she broke the kiss and gasped in surprise.

The look on her face was priceless, like she hadn't thought I was really going to make good on my supposition. If she wanted me to rough it up a little bit, I could do that, and judging by the way she dove right back into the kiss I knew it was what she wanted. I yanked the material away from her body and tossed it to the floor. My hands settled on her hips again for a moment, and then slowly started to slide around to her lower back, and then down the back of her shorts.

I broke the kiss and said, "No panties, Sookie?"

Color filled her cheeks and her breath caught.

"You are a dirty girl," I smirked at her, and then let my hand move a little further down.

She spread her legs a little to give me better access to her pussy, and just as I nipped at her neck, my fingertips grazed her entrance. She gasped again and her body shook a little. If she was already shaking, this was going to get very interesting. I withdrew my hands from the back of her shorts, and then pulled away from her neck.

"Turn around," I told her, and she did as I asked. "Kneel on the couch and bend forward so you're resting on the arm."

She followed that instruction as well, and I bent to take off her shoes. She kept her head straight and I lightly let my fingers trail from the sole of her foot up her leg until I reached her ass. She sucked in a deep breath, but didn't look back at me. My fingers ghosted up and down her spine before returning to her ass. I moved around so I was standing in front of her and I could feel her breath on my cock. She licked her lips before looking up at me, begging me with her eyes to do something.

"Do you want my cock, Sookie?" I asked her, and even though she blushed a little, she nodded her head. "Use your words."

"Yes, Sir, I want your cock," she said. Calling me 'Sir' was a new thing, but I liked it.

"We'll see if you earn it," I smirked at her. "Put your hands on the arm of the couch and don't move them until I tell you you can."

"Yes, Sir," she said, and shifted her arms so her hands were resting on the arm of the couch.

I stepped around again, and let my hand resume its rubbing and exploring of her ass and upper thighs. She'd told me she liked the idea of being called a dirty girl, being spanked and if that was what she wanted, I would be more than happy to give it to her. I tugged her shorts down over her perfect, round ass and left them at the middle of her thighs, just as I had proposed on the phone.

"Relax, Sookie," I said when I noticed she was shaking a little more noticeably. "If you want to stop, just say so."

"No, keep going," she said, finally turning her head to look back at me.

I leaned down and planted a row of soft kisses along her spine, allowing them to get a little wetter the lower I moved, and just when I should have been planting a kiss on one of her lower cheeks, that was when I struck. Sookie yelped, probably more from the sound of it than anything else since I hadn't hit her very hard. Her eyes found mine, and stayed there as I slapped the other cheek. My hand rubbed over her skin, and then I slapped her again. She rocked forward with the impact of that swat, and again when I got the other side.

Back and forth I went, telling her all the reasons why a dirty girl needed to be punished, and when I paused to check her readiness between her legs, I found her thighs were wet. She was really getting off on this, and that only made me want her more. I slid two fingers inside her and her eyes rolled back into her head a little.

"Does that feel good, dirty girl?" I asked her.

"Yes," she moaned and her head dropped so the side of her face was resting on the arm of the couch.

I fucked her slowly with my fingers for a few seconds before taking them away and resuming her spanking. Sookie moaned and whimpered, and I knew she was reaching a point where she'd had enough. What had started out as pain to enhance her pleasure was about to become just painful, and I didn't want that. I leaned down to kiss each of her reddened cheeks, and then knelt on the couch behind her.

"Do you still want my cock, Sookie?" I asked her, allowing my erection to rub against her heated, slick center.

"God, yes," she moaned.

"Put your hands behind your back," I told her, and she did as I asked.

It was at that moment I really became aware of how annoying condoms were because there was nothing I wanted more than to just bury myself inside her, but I paused to put the condom on because I really didn't want to go through what we'd just been through all over again. Once it was on I pressed one of my palms against both of her hands, while the other wrapped around my cock to guide it inside of her. Sookie moaned as I slowly worked my way into her, and I even rewarded her a little by reaching around to rub her clit.

"Mmm don't stop," she moaned when I stilled a little.

"No, I want you to come for me, dirty girl," I told her, not moving my hips at all, as torturous as it was, and sped up the movement of my fingers on her clit.

Her moans got louder and when she started to come, it was like she was sucking me deeper inside her. Before I knew I was buried to the hilt, and she was panting and moaning while coming down from her high. I gave her a moment before I started to move. I grabbed onto her hands to hold her in place while my hips slapped against her ass, which was now a bright shade of red. I didn't know if that was what she'd had in mind, but I was pretty sure she was going to be feeling this for at least a day or two.

To that effect, I pounded into her a little bit harder.

"Eric!" she cried out, and I let go of her hands to pull her up so her back was against my chest.

"Your pussy feels so fucking good, dirty girl. I want to feel it come for me again," I reached down and started rubbing her clit again, and she screamed.

It was like taking candy from a baby at that point, and it seemed like she was coming every other minute after that. I don't know how I managed to last for as long as I did, but when I came, Sookie was damn near sobbing. I pitched forward, buried deep inside her when I finally gave in and allowed myself to release. My hands reached under her to cup and massage her breasts. I kissed her shoulders and back for a few seconds before reluctantly pulling out of her.

I got up to get rid of the condom, and when I got back to the couch it looked like Sookie was passed out. "Sook?" I asked nervously, hoping she just had her eyes closed. I had never fucked someone into unconsciousness before. Exhaustion, yes, but not unconsciousness.

"Mmm," she kind of moaned, but didn't open her eyes.

"You still in there?" I traced her cheek with my fingertips, and she smiled a little.

"I don't know," she whispered.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked her, just to be on the safe side.

"Not in the slightest."

I knelt down in front of her and said, "Good." I kissed her forehead and smoothed some of her hair back. "Can you move?"

"Not in the slightest," she repeated with a smile, and opened her eyes.

"I'll help you up," I said, and moved around to the side of couch to pull her up onto her knees, and then I scooped her up and carried her back to my bedroom. I set her down on my bed and then sat on the edge next to her.

"Lay down with me."

I climbed over her and then stretched out while Sookie rolled onto her side so we were face to face.

"Hi," I smiled at her, since we hadn't bothered exchanging greetings when she walked in, not that she seemed to mind.

"Hey," she smiled back.

I chuckled and said, "Brain not functioning yet, huh?"

"It's getting there," she laughed. "You done good, Northman."

"Thank you." I reached for her hand. "I'm guessing that wasn't quite what you had in mind when you suggested coming over, though."

"It wasn't, but I enjoyed it all the same."

"Good." I kept smiling at her.

Her smile faded for a moment, and she said, "About what I told you... I didn't mean for it to come out like that."

"It's okay, Sookie. Like I said before, you don't have to explain or apologize. All I need to know is if you meant it," I told her.

"I meant it," she nodded, and reached out to put her hand on my chest. "I know it's soon, but I know what I feel."

"It's okay," I said again, and lifted her hand to kiss the back of it. "I'm not there yet, but when I am you'll be the first to know."

"Good," she smiled again.

We were quiet for a little while, just staring at each other. I broke the silence when I asked, "Are you sleeping over?"

"I'd love to if you don't mind."

"Not at all. Besides, I kind of ruined your shirt," I smirked. I wasn't the least bit sorry for it either.

"You did, didn't you? It's okay though. I liked it."

"Then I'll have to do that again some time," I rolled onto my back, but kept my head turned toward her.

"You liked all of that too, right?"

"I did. Mostly I liked the reaction I got out of you," I admitted. "I never would have thought a girl like you would be into that sort of stuff."

"I'm not really into all of it, just the light stuff like that. But that's also the first time I've ever tried it."

I smirked and said, "So then I shouldn't try to tie you to my bed next time."

Her eyes widened a little, and she smiled again. "Maybe not next time, but that's not a bad idea."

"Oh really?" I asked, the possibilities already forming in my mind.

"I trust you, so why not? It sounds like fun to me."

"Hmmm... you should know I'm plotting again," I warned her.

"Glad to hear it."

I chuckled and said, "You say that now, but you don't know what's going on in my head. You might not be so excited when I'm finished with you."

"Why would I not be excited?"

"Because," I said, and quickly rolled on top of her. I moved her arms above her head and wrapped her fingers around the slats in my headboard. "Imagine your hands stuck here," I smiled at her and then moved down a little bit. "And these beautiful legs spread open for me, and my head here," I touched her between her thighs and she gasped. "And you can't get away from me, but maybe you can't get off either."

"You would be cruel then?"

"No, not cruel," I said, and started to move my fingers a little, which made her gasp again. "Just teasing."

"I still don't think I wouldn't be excited, because with you I've never gotten off just once."

"Well then I guess we'll have to try it sometime and find out," I said, and leaned down to kiss her neck before I rolled off of her.

"Eric!" she said. "You just started something..."

"Ah, so now you see my point," I smirked at her.

"Point taken," she laughed. "Now get back on top of me."

"I have a better idea," I said, and pulled her on top of me instead.


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