Sookie POV:

It has been just over six weeks since Eric and I had come to our understanding. We have been spending three to four nights or at least evenings together since, much of that being spent intimately. We just can not seem to get enough of each other, there are days when I let my insecure self take over and then I start thinking that this is all just sexual.

That the slightly older professor is enjoying partaking in the body of one of his students. For the most part I know that that is untrue, I know that it was hard for him to make the decision to let this happen and we do honestly take the time to learn about each other.

He tends to be quite private so it was difficult to get much out of him but I did manage to learn that he is an only child and that both his parents are also deceased but passed at different times. His father when he was a young boy and his mother the year before he married.

He also opened up a little about his marriage, stating that he never would have married her if she hadn't fallen pregnant. She had asked if not begged him to marry her not the other way around. He also seemed to believe that she may possibly have made it up in order to get him to agree to it.

"I had my suspicions but I never brought it to her attention, I would have felt like a complete ass if I was wrong. She tried to be an attentive wife and we basically got along so I continued to try and make a go of it."

"I would never marry for that reason, I don't expect perfection but I want to be completely and madly in love. I never want to settle for someone I can live with, when I marry I want it to be with someone that I can not live without."

"You say when you marry is that a given for you?"

"Um yeah?" It came out as more of a question then anything. "How am I to raise a family without it, I was raised in a small southern town with all it's small town southern charm by a very family oriented southern woman, not only is it a given but it seems to be ingrained into my very nature."

It felt really strange discussing this with someone I just started seeing, I didn't want to scare him off but I refuse to lie about what I want for my future and he seemed to take it well. I guess it's because we both know to a certain extent that there is not much further that this can go for us. Our time together is limited.

The only problem with that was that I was beginning to have some serious feelings for Eric, I was concerned about how hard it could potentially be to let him go when the time came. I wasn't prepared to lose the connection and the intimacy that we shared so I chose to set that aside for now. I could deal with it later.

We'll be worlds apart when I graduate, and he'll go back to living his life as he had before me. Only by then he'll truly be rid of Felicia, as he put it. I was shocked to learn of what he walked in on with her, he hadn't gone into detail but even just the basic's were pretty…well shocking.

It surprised me that anyone would feel the need to step out on a man like Eric. He's an excellent lover -not that I had much to compare it to- but he is extremely attentive in and out of the bedroom, I rarely ever have less than two orgasms each night, well several really if we have sex more than once and he's packing some pretty impressive heat.

With all the talking that we have managed to do we've still yet to define the specifics of our relationship and up until now I hadn't found it necessary. I don't introduce him to anyone so it's not like I have to worry about how to refer to him…my boyfriend, my lover, my professor.

I laugh at the use of my professor because although he denies it wholeheartedly he was a split reaction to it. On one hand he cringes at thought that he is carrying on with a student but on the other I can see that he likes it, it excites and at some point I intend to play on that excitement. I'm just waiting for the right opportunity.

I won't lie I am a little turned on myself by the thought of a little professor/student role playing, not that it is exactly role playing with us considering it is what we are but that neither here nor there.

We both had wanted to continue to see one another and we kept it extremely private, meaning we spent a lot of time at Eric's house specifically. Don't get me wrong, I love having him all to myself and wouldn't give up our time together for anything but something was definitely off with him right now.

He seemed distracted over the last week or so and would avoid me for the evening if I brought it up. I was more than a little hurt the first night that he cancelled one of our rendezvous, we had been coming on to one another pretty hot and heavy and it was actually almost the first time that he took me in his office on campus.

I made the mistake of asking him what was wrong, imploring him to confide in me. He claimed it was nothing but it clearly was something, he was distant, less attentive, his eyes didn't hold that same sparkle when he looked at me.

I was beginning to feel at least on some days as though maybe his interest in me had waned, his constant change in disposition was giving me whiplash and I was about ready to call him on it.

I would never have gotten the nerve up to though until last nights events, he had invited me over for dinner and was going just as wonderful as it normally would. I had cooked for us this time, Lasagna and garlic bread and we had shared a bottle of wine.

We barely had the table cleared when he had attacked me, he lifted me up after hiking my skirt and removing my panties and placed me on the counter.

"Open" He stated in a commanding tone while placing both hands on my knees and guiding them apart. "I want to taste you, lover."

He had lowered himself so that he could bury his face in between my thighs briefly using both his tongue and his fingers as he pleasured me, bringing me to my first orgasm of the night.

"Does that feel good, baby?" His speech was muffled as he barely removed his lips from me to speak.

"Mmm…yes, feels so good…don't stop, please don't stop." I panted while burying my hand in his hair and tugging because I was so damn close.

My body near collapsed as I found my release and it shot through my entire being. Eric stood to his full height, towering over me, his pants now hanging very low on his hips and I watched as he took his erection into his own hand and stroked himself a few times.

"Do you want this now?" He asked as he slowed his hand to a very slow, intense stroke. If he continued this in front of me much longer I knew I would very likely orgasm again.

"Mmm" Was all I managed to croak as he leaned in nipping at my ear.

"Is this what you want?" He growled and had taken my hand in his wrapping it around his length and we stroked him together. "My dick in that tight pussy of yours?"

"Ungh…fuck yes…god please…I…ungh…I need you in me now!" I moaned loudly as he stepped forward and began rubbing his tip up and down my drenched folds before suddenly plunging into me.

"Oh god yes! Fuck, fuck yes…harder Eric, please harder!" I screamed practically clawing at his back through his shirt. His fingers were tangled in the back of my hair and pulled my head back causing my back to arch creating a whole new angle allowing him thrust so much deeper inside of me.

This time wasn't anything like our regular exploits, where there's normally a healthy mix of soft, tender caresses and hot n' heavy, sometimes hard sex.

No, this time it was nothing but hard and fast, he was on fire as he thrust in and out of me. He had never been so commanding, so dominant while with me and I have to admit that I kind of liked it.

He quickly brought me to orgasm and as my walls tightened around him I felt him expand and pulse inside of me, and his entire body shook as he came so much harder than I had ever witnessed from him.

"Fuck, Sookie." He breathed as he wrapped his arms around me holding me tightly.

His phone had been going off since he first entered me and he finally reached down into his pocket to answer it. He pulled out of me offering a small smile as he pulled up his pants and turned his back on me answering his phone.

"Northman" He barked into the phone.

"What did I tell you about callin…." That was all I heard as he left the room.

He hadn't excused himself for some privacy or anything but that was obviously what he wanted considering that as I made my way to the bathroom to clean up a little he entered his office closing the door behind him.

I was a little put off by as it felt almost rude of him, I understand a need for privacy but after the moments we had just shared I would have thought that he would have at lest said something to me before holding up in his office.

He had been in there for close to twenty minutes before I decided to grab myself another glass of wine, as I passed his office I could hear mostly muffled speech but raised his voice slightly I froze when I distinctly heard him say her name.

"Look, I have company here. Let me deal with them and I'll call you back in a few minutes, Felicia."

'Deal with them and call her back' so I am a 'them' now? He hadn't mentioned having any contact with who was supposed to soon be his ex wife. If anything he made it seem as though he had no use for her, yet he leaves me still exposed, legs spread sitting on his counter top after mind blowing sex to slip into his office for close to half an hour to talk to her!

I quickly walked away from the door entering the kitchen, I had half a glass of wine poured as he called out to me.

"Oh there you are, listen something's come up. Do you think that we could call it a night a little early this evening and I'll give you a call later ont?" He asked and I noticed that he wasn't exactly looking at me but around me and he certainly wasn't making any move to come near me which was never the case after sex.

Normally he couldn't keep his hands off of me, and he's actually asking me to leave when we had planned for me to stay tonight.

"Umm…ok, but I thought I was staying here tonight?"

"Yeah…I…well…"

"Don't worry about it, I guess we've managed to accomplish everything pretty quickly tonight anyway. I mean it's only just after seven and you've already been fed and fucked, right?"

I couldn't believe the shit spewing out of my mouth, I tried to stop it as I was saying it. I was definitely put off by whatever was going on here but I knew I shouldn't be saying anything that I would regret until I actually knew what was going on.

I quickly grabbed my purse and slipped on my shoes as much as I knew that I needed to shut my mouth right now, I was also pissed at being dismissed by him and for her at that.

Maybe it was none of my business but he could have at least taken a moment to explain something, anything instead of just 'dealing' with me. I looked back at him standing in the entry way to the kitchen as I opened the front door and he hadn't moved or spoken, he was just standing there looking shocked by my words.

Good, because I was shocked by both his behaviour and lack of words. "Enjoy your evening, Professor." I knew that was a low blow, he hated when I referred to him as professor since so far I had only done so when I was angry with him. Like I was trying to tell him that that was all he was right now, my professor and not my…lover or whatever the hell it is that we are!

I went home and rehashed everything with Amelia, she was the only person that I confided the truth in about Eric and I. She had agreed with me, that it had been best to get out of there quickly before I managed to say anything else, she also agreed that I had a right to be angry and was glad that I said something to him though what I said may have been inappropriate.

"I feel so bad for not just leaving and not at least waiting to see if he would explain anything in a day or two." I told her.

"Sookie, he basically took a call from her while still buried in you for christ sakes! Then he walks away leaving you hoisted up on the counter to hide in his office to talk to her, plus he kicks you out when your supposed to stay. No! You were right to say something, maybe not quite what you said but hell who could blame you, he should have said more!" She ranted.

I was still upset when I finally went to bed but I figured I may as well try to get some sleep I had still had class but I was glad that tomorrow was Friday and we'd have the weekend to get through everything.

Amelia had convinced me that it was time have 'the talk' with Eric, we needed to know where we stood with each other and not just that we were interested in 'fucking one another's brains out' her words not mine.

I made my way to class somehow both looking forward to seeing Eric and yet not, I am trying to keep an open mind about the whole thing but when I woke this morning to see that he had also not even bothered to call or text me before now…I was a little aggravated to say the least.

I was a whole lot more aggravated when I noticed the note posted stating that Professor Northman would not be lecturing today. He had office hours for this evening and would be available then for anyone that wants to pick up any assignments or needs to speak with him.

I didn't hear from him all day and I finally gave in and tried calling myself but I got his voicemail. The whole situation was driving me insane by the time 6:00 rolled around and he should now be in his office, I made my way to campus grabbing a coffee along the way.

His door was cracked open a bit when I arrived but he appeared to be extremely pissed from what I could see of him so I wanted to give him a few minutes. I sat down in a chair just outside of his door and thought maybe I could call him again quickly while he's alone and make sure that it's ok that I do see him about a personal matter during his office time.

I was sure it would be alright but he might appreciate that I thought to ask, considering he hasn't bothered with me since early last night. Just as I hit the speed dial on his number I noticed a woman walking towards me, she was maybe 5'6, long dark brown hair and dark eyes. She was beautiful even though she was almost anorexic looking for how thin she was.

I looked away from her as I heard Eric's phone go off, and waited for him to answer. It rang twice before the dark haired woman approached his door and entered without so much as a knock. On the third ring he must have hit ignore because it stopped ringing and went directly to voicemail much sooner than usual.

"Not going to answer your phone, Eric?" She purred.

"It's not important Felicia, I don't see why you felt the need to come here. Everything that needed to be said was said on the phone."

Fucking Felicia. What the hell is going on? That question was answered as she spoke next.

"I told you Eric, I love you and I only need you. I want this marriage to work, I don't want to sign the damn papers. Especially not now…don't you want this baby? Would you deny him or her a chance to have a family?"

Holy fuck! I leaned my head back against the wall, closing my eyes as I tried to suck in a much needed breath. She was fucking pregnant. He knew this and didn't think to mention it through all his talk of needing me, wanting me, his connection to me!

"Felicia, I'm not denying anybody anything, well except you, you will not ever be my wife again. I won't make the same mistake twice and stay married to you over a baby as I married you for the same reason. We will sign these papers and be done with it, as far as the child goes…if and that is a big if it is mine I will support him or her. You've let too many people stick their dicks in you to be able to say who the hell the father is, so you won't get a dime from me until I get the test results back."

I had heard enough, I was so confused right now. I didn't know whether to be angry he hadn't said anything, angry that he didn't trust me enough to talk to me last night, or if I even really had the right to expect that since admittedly even I am unsure of where we stand together.

I wanted him to know that I know, and I knew that as always I would chicken out on confronting him about everything, including where we stand relationship wise because this was just too much right now.

I knew I had the assignment in my messenger bag that was due today so I dug it and stood, I would simply knock, hand him my assignment and leave speaking as few words as possible. He would get the hint.

He cleared his throat after I knocked and called for me to enter, needless to say he was surprised to see me and his eyes bulged slightly as he looked from me to Felicia.

"Soo…I mean Suzannah, how can I help you today?" He knew how much it pissed me off when he used my given name…was he doing it on purpose?

"You can't, Sorry to interrupt I was just dropping off the assignment due today. I was waiting outside to see you but I have some where to be now, so I thought I'd…make my presence known…I mean to hand this in on time."

He reached out for it so I let him take it from my hands, he was desperately trying to make eye contact with me but I refused to look anywhere but at his chin, which led me to his mouth…oh god, I need to get out here.

"Have a nice weekend, Professor Northman…."

A/N: All characters belong to Charlaine Harris.