Chapter 13
Eric didn't know what had come over him. But the second that Ana had stated he was treating her as one of her 'brothers' would, he couldn't hold it back any longer. He quickly carried her to her room - and this time remembered to shut the door.
He settled her back on the ground - at the foot of her bed and began to slowly kiss her, properly and slowly. Her lips were soft, and her sighs were deafening. There was nothing else in this moment, other than her - it was just Ana. Their kiss went on as he slowly began to strip her, taking in her body appreciatively. With the door closed, he was going to take her in - every single inch of hers, taste it and keep it in his memory.
"Did you just carry me," she half moaned and half gasped as he nipped at the waistline of her underwear.
Eric smirked against her skin, feeling her body shiver. "Maybe," he answered as he continued to gently peel away her underwear.
"I know you're still recovering," she began to breath heavily, making his cock ache painfully. "I don't want you to get... Ah," she sighed beautifully as Eric bit gently at the skin revealed as he undressed her.
He didn't want her to think about anything else right now, because he was thinking of nothing else but her. The moment he bit the inside of her thigh, he felt her body hum with anticipation. She knew exactly what he was about to do, and he couldn't help but swell with pride - and something else as he pressed a finger inside of her.
Ana's hands reached out, one to grip onto his shoulder while the other ran into his hair. "You're so beautiful," Eric looked up at her, her eyes closed as another finger entered her. He moved them in and out, feeling her tighten and tingle. "And fuck, you feel so good. Imagine what my cock will be like?"
"Yes," she replied, gripping onto him.
Eric pulled his fingers back, feeling her honey dripping and leaned in to get a taste. She screamed as his tongue did all sorts of wickedness. He felt like he was in heaven. Her legs began to shake, and her body trembled. His fingers continued to rub as his mouth tortured her. He couldn't fucking wait to get inside of her. Her fingers dug into his skin and that's when he knew the first wave of her orgasm was rushing through her.
"Eric," she moaned loudly as his lips and teeth drove her mad with the light biting, fervor sucking. He could feel her coming down from her high and thought that there was nothing more perfect than this woman that was in his arms right now.
His rough hands glided over the back of her legs, moving upward as Eric got off his knees and kissed his way back up her body.
"Oh God," Ana almost screamed when Eric drew her body against his. He could feel her warmth as he placed his still clothed cock into her. It was obvious that she could feel him too.
"You're so beautiful," he tilted her head back, watching her surrender to him. They hadn't even gotten to the good stuff yet, he thought as he smirked.
Ana's voice whispered, calling his name in the room as the moonlight shined through the curtains, causing a soft glow to dance on her body. Eric relished the sight of seeing her undone in front of him. Slowly, he eased her back onto the bed. From her spot in the middle of the mattress, she glanced at him with passionate eyes as he began to undress himself.
She held her arms open for him, eager and lovingly. He was in love - there was no denying it any longer. Eric was in love with Ana, he loved being here with her, fighting with her, comforting her. He wanted to come home to her every night, he wanted her to come home to him every night.
Eric kissed her slowly as he took a hold of his cock, stroking it slowly before gently nudging her legs apart and sliding in. Ana's muscles resisted at first, but her legs wrapped around his hips and her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer and deeper.
He couldn't believe how delightfully pleasurable this all felt that he almost collapsed on top of her as the sensations overwhelmed him. It had been so long, way too fucking long. He was starving, and Ana was just the type of woman he wanted to feast on again and again. She mewled with frustration as he thrust in and out slowly. He pressed his arm to push up to look down at her.
"Oh," she moaned causing his strokes to speed up.
Soon his breathing was ragged, and her nails dug into his shoulders. He groaned, deep and husky as her hips lifted to meet his. And then that was it. The rhythm on their love making took over his brain. Ana was the sweetest, most beautiful woman - most amazing human being - he was ever going to lay his eyes on. They fit together. Eric and Ana. He wanted to breathe her in forever if she'd let him.
Ana whimpered in his ear, urging him to go faster and harder. "More," she begged. And fuck, he'd give it to her. Eric lifted her and onto his lap, holding her hips in place as he pumped up into her. Ana moved her hips down onto him. "Yes," she cried.
Eric leaned in to capture her rounded breasts, her nipples tantalizingly pointing towards him, daring him, beckoning him.
"Eric!"
"Ana, fuck," he groaned as he felt her hug every inch of him. It had really been so long. He fell back on the bed, gripping onto her hips. She had literally knocked him for a loop. Her soft hands took one of his hands off her waist and placed it on her breasts as she began to ride him slowly.
Ana swiveled her hips and his eyes rolled back in his head. Sweat broke out across his skin as she began to return the favor - torturing him stroke by stroke. He forced his eyes opened as his hand continued to massage her breasts, rolling her nipples as she panted and moaned. Her back arched, inviting him in, riding him frantically now. He had not known what compelled him to, but his hands moved from her chest back to her hips, massaging them, urging them forward and back, up and down, until he gripped onto her ass.
"Yes," she hissed when he lightly smacked it. She tightened on his cock and he could feel both of their orgasms approaching then.
Eric spanked her softly again and again as she began to scream his name. He felt like his body was being turned inside out from the middle and he groaned loudly as she scratched at his chest and arms, the pain and pleasure combination sending him to his finish. They collapsed together, her on top of him as he stroked her back, loving the feel of having her here in his arms - with half of her body on top on his.
He had never felt this way before. Eric remembered his conversation with Edward. And true, he wouldn't say that he was 'not' not in love with Tris. Although, there was probably one too many negatives in that sentence. This type of love felt different, felt... Wait, was he in love?
Ana moved her head to look up at him, breaking him from his thoughts. He ran a hand down her face before pulling her up to give her a kiss. "Thank you," she whispered as he began to chuckle.
"Thank you for the sex or..."
She playfully hit his chest before resting her head on him once again. "I meant thank you for everything. I know you and my brothers only want what is best for me and Jonah but I," she sighed. "I'm just glad that you're here with me, Eric."
He held her face in his hand and smiled back at her. "I'm glad I'm here with you too."
Eric hands glided down her back down, pulling her against him and his lips pressed to hers, his tongue dipping inside. He was getting aroused for her again - and rather quickly too. She moaned, and he took his time exploring her mouth, until he needed to get inside her. His hands squeezed her ass as she bit down on his lip and pulled back.
"You spanked me," she smiled down at him.
"Are you mad," he asked, sincerely wondering what had come over him when he began to actually 'tap' her ass. "I won't do it again if you..."
She laughed lightly and moved down his body, her breasts ticking his chest and stomach. "I liked it. But next time warn me."
"I will, I promise," he assured reaching for her again, but she was too far down. The way her body loomed over him, had him breathing harshly. Watching her closely, he saw a naughty smile grace her lips along with a mischievous look in those angelic eyes.
She kissed his stomach and around his cock, until her eyes locked with his. "This is what you're getting for not warning me," she teased before her mouth took him in.
This woman was going to be death of him.
Eric touched Ana's shoulder as he came to sit down on the porch swing in the back. "You said you wanted to talk," he asked.
She nodded her head and gave him a smile.
They didn't truly get to talk last night - not when she had decided that giving him a blow job was a better alternative. Of course, that led to another round of love-making. Not much room for talk there. When she woke up in the middle of the night to Eric's lips pressing kisses down her body, they didn't get to talk about anything then either. Nor did they talk when they woke up this morning to take a shower - together.
However, now it seemed the best time to talk - before Jonah woke up and while they both had clothes on. Eric's hand slipped off her shoulders and started to rub on her lower back. She released a soft moan and began to arch her body into the gentle pressure of his palm. She ached slightly. It had been so long since she had made love. Eric had obviously awakened certain muscles and certain sensations.
"I hope I wasn't too aggressive," Eric chuckled.
Ana smiled at him. "I think the word was enthusiastic," she blushed. "And I added to that also."
"You certainly did," he leaned forward to press a soft kiss to her lips. "It's been so long that I wasn't sure..."
"Me too," she said quietly.
"I hope I didn't disappoint."
It sounded like such a guy thing to say for Ana. Did I rock your world - in other words, she thought as she smiled and shook her head.
"I did disappoint?"
"No," she laughed and hit his shoulder this time, causing Eric to laugh as well. She had never thought that she could laugh about sex. When had it ever been like this between her and her husband? "Let's just say that you were great. And well, I only have my husband to compare you to so," she began to blush at her omission.
"Really," he lifted an eyebrow. "So, no one else has," he paused before his eyes widened. "Oh shit, I should have known. I'm so sorry if I..."
"You were perfect, Eric," she leaned further into him reassuringly.
"From great to perfect," he smirked then. "I should keep asking, perhaps you might change the description to 'godlike'."
"Really," she said as he teased.
Eric chuckled before wrapping his arm around her again, pulling her tightly to him. "If it matters, I haven't been with anyone since my ex-fiancé and that was two years ago." She pushed back when she heard 'fiancé', but Eric didn't let her go. "It was a long time ago, Ana. And I don't want to talk about her now. We were going to talk about something else, remember?"
She'd let the subject drop for now - because what she had to say was important - but she truly wanted to know where the fiancé had went or why Eric had left. He didn't seem like the type of person to leave a girl. Perhaps Jonathan and Jack were right, and she really didn't know him. Did she?
Ana shook her head and turned to face Eric. "You heard the story about my father passing," she prompted as he nodded his head. "My brothers - they did everything they could to run things the way that our Dad would. They kept us on the regular, routine schedules, went to my brother's baseball games, helped me with school projects - everything."
Ana took a deep breath before exhaling, feeling her shoulders sag.
"My father had left us some money. But I began to get demanding," she closed her eyes. "My brothers gave in because I told them that that is what Dad would have wanted, that's what Dad would have done. I played that card on them and they gave in - every single time. All the money had gone to me. They used it, so I could go to college, to pay for a brand-new truck, to get me an apartment in Dauntless."
When she opened her eyes, they were blurry with tears. She had been so young, so naive. When she got the news that her brothers had lost their parent's land, that the house was foreclosed, that the bank seized their grandparent's land as well to help pay off their debts - her debts - she never saw the accusatory look in her brother's eyes. They took the blame for it all. But deep down inside she knew the guilt was hers.
"I made them do all of that for me. And in the end, we lost everything that belonged to our parents," she lifted her hand to wipe her tears away. "All the profit we could have earned went to pay for me - my dream to be in Dauntless," she shook her head and laughed bitterly. "If I had stuck it out, I think I could have contributed to my brother's, contributed to their savings for getting the land back."
"If you had stuck it out?"
"I quit University. I sold my truck because it wasn't practical for being a young mother," she replied. "Don't get me wrong, I love my son. I don't regret him at all. I named him after my father, you know," she smiled softly.
Eric leaned forward again. This time he kissed forehead before pulling back. His eyes held so much trust and understanding, that she couldn't help but continue - to want to share everything with this man.
"But I became a burden on my brother's. I've been living off of their income, living off of my dead husband's insurance that is disappearing. I know that they're saving to get our parent's land back. I know that they're upset about it, upset that I screwed it up by getting knocked up," she shook her head. "They don't say anything, they never will. But I feel so guilty about making them carter to me."
She felt like such a failure. She had demanded, fought with them, played on their heart strings.
"Dad would have let me do this and you know it!"
Jonathan sighed deeply. Jack had softened at the mention of their father.
"I got accepted to go. Not everyone in our family has ever been accepted..."
"It's too expensive," Jonathan said quietly. He looked at Jack for support, for help to argue that she couldn't go.
"I know that Dad has some money left. I'll work part-time in Dauntless. Please," she begged.
She had begged them to go - begged. She had painted this picture for them that Dad would approve because she was his baby girl - always would be. And they had given in.
"They won't give in to this now," Ana acknowledged. "They won't let me do the things I want, because it's cost them before, it's cost all of us. That's why I fight so hard with them on this. I know that this time, it's different. I don't want to live off of them forever. When I had started University, I had dreams of doing something, becoming something. Yes, I'm a mother. I know I need to take care of Jonah. And I know that I owe them for what they went through, for what I caused."
"You didn't cause anything, Ana," Eric assured her.
"Do you see that piece of land between the two peaks where the sun is rising," she asked without looking away.
Eric turned and peered beyond the fence.
"I asked my husband to buy this small house for me, so that I could still see the sun rise on the lake in the distance, see the fields burn in the morning and glisten at night. My father proposed to my mother there. She would take me and my brothers for walks - it's one of the most precious memories I have of her. And I lost that when I made myself a burden on my brothers."
She looked away from Eric and out on the land that once was theirs.
"I can contribute to that. I can work for it - the same as them. I want to help. I want to make it better, right the mistakes that I made. I just feel..."
"Guilty," he finished as they both looked at each other. "Ana, you have nothing to feel guilty for." She went to argue, and he must have sensed it because he placed his hand gently on her lips. "Take it from my viewpoint - someone who has a sister who also became a young mother, someone who also lost a father and has to help support his mother and young siblings. I don't view any one of them as a burden. And I don't make them feel guilty for making bad choices. It's part of life. You didn't lose your parent's land. That didn't happen because you 'forced' your brothers to pay for your University. That didn't happen because you became a mother and had a wonderful child. None of that was on you."
Ana shook her head slightly, still not believing him. Eric placed his hand under her chin, causing her to look up at him.
"Bad things happen sometimes and your brother's just want to protect you from anything else that could happen. As older siblings, sometimes we bear the lot of it on our shoulders and that's only because we lo..." Eric stopped and smiled briefly before clearing his throat. "We want the best for our family, Ana. Your brothers - they just want to protect you and Jonah. For what it's worth, I want to protect the two of you also."
She smiled and leaned forward to rest her forehead against his.
"You and Jonah mean a great deal to me," he whispered.
The impact those words had on her was so strong that Ana began to cry. She felt Eric's fingers reach for her own and she gave in to the comfort, security and respect that he was offering.
"You've done so much for us, Eric. I can't," she swallowed in a harsh breath, trying not to sob. "I will never be able to pay you back for..."
She was silenced as Eric tilted his head to press a gentle kiss to her lips. Another gentle kiss followed as she felt his other hand run up her arm. Several kisses later and he had pulled her into his lap, his hands tangled in her hair and holding her body closer than she thought possible. Ana had just moaned when they heard Jonah's footfalls scampering down the hallway.
Ana leaned back to look at Eric but didn't untangle herself from his hold. He had so much emotions running through his eyes.
"Morning Mommy," Jonah came to a halt next to the porch swing. He smiled brightly at the two of them. "Morning Daddy."
"Morning buddy," Eric finally turned his eyes away from Ana to look at Jonah. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yup," he nodded his little head a bit too much that it might have made him dizzy. It certainly made Ana a bit dizzy. "Did you sleep well, Daddy?"
Eric smirked at her and raised an eyebrow teasingly. "I slept very well, actually."
Oh Lord, forget about Jonah's enthusiastic response. Eric's charming smirk and sultry voice was throwing Ana in a whirl. She slowly climbed off of Eric before hitting his shoulder. His only reply was to tap her butt as she walked past him. She squealed and turned to hit him again, but she found herself being pulled into his arms for a kiss. When they pulled apart, she looked down to see Jonah smiling at them.
"You look so happy, mommy." Jonah tiptoed, and she leaned down to give him a kiss also.
"What do you want for breakfast, my little man," she asked.
Eric reached for her hand and she turned to smile back at him. They walked into the kitchen together - Ana feeling just a little bit better about facing her brothers.