A/N: Hello my lovelies! I'm so sorry it took so long to finally update this chapter. I ran into some writer's block, but I managed to get through it, thanks to my super-great-awesome beta Northwoman (yes, you really did help!). Sometimes all it takes is a few simple words to get someone going again. Really.

I also have to thank my other favorite lady, Gabrielleblue. You waited patiently, here's your chapter, woman! Lol ;)

As usual, my Picasa page has been updated to show Eric's apartment... I wish I could live there with him. Right, Anne? Tee hee.

Okay, enough with the giddiness! On with the show!

Any mistakes left are my own.

Disclaimer: I wish I had come up with these characters. But Charlaine Harris did. Because of that, we give thanks. Amen.

Chapter 14

EPOV

After the mind-blowing session in my office, I couldn't wait to get Sookie home. She had fast become an addiction for me, in more ways than one. I felt like a wild animal around her, and I knew, in a way, it was trouble. I had to learn to control myself around her, maybe not in private (she didn't seem to have a problem with that part), but when we were around other people. I felt like a teenage boy who kept getting surprised by Mr. Happy in the middle of class.

After we set ourselves to rights, we ventured out of the office together to find Pam and say goodnight. Sookie had been a little shy after Pam's declaration that she heard us, but she had immediately brushed it off. Not before I reminded her how much I wanted to make her blush like that later tonight. That little comment earned me an ass grab.

After saying our goodnights, we decided it would be easier if she followed me to my place and parked there. She felt better leaving her car in a residential parking lot rather than a bar.

My building was one that was remodelled from an old warehouse and upgraded into large loft/condo spaces. While it was nice to have my own home, I wasn't overly attached to it. I always felt like there was something missing. Not to mention the fact that it was too spacious for just one person. I was glad Sookie was there to help me break it in.

One thing I knew I was going to tell her was that despite living here a few years, I had never brought another woman home with me. I may not have been an angel, but I never felt compelled to share that part of me with one nighters, or even girls I had gone out with more than once. No one ever made me want to share anything important about myself, whether it be any information about my life, or even my own home. I wanted to make sure I was completely honest with Sookie because she deserved all that, and so much more.

I lived on the top floor of the building, which was ten stories high. It was an incredibly quiet building, which I figured was because you wouldn't find college kids or families living in spaces like these. They were owned and inhabited by single professionals, or couples.

I had Sookie park in a visitor parking space around the front of the building, then had her hop in the 'Vette with me so we could park in my usual underground parking, and take the elevator up together. I smiled and kissed the top of her head when she snuggled up to me in the elevator, nuzzling into my chest.

We walked hand in hand out of the elevator and down the hall to my front door. I gestured for her to enter ahead of me. I flipped the light switch, illuminating the open-concept space. I heard Sookie gasp.

I pulled her further into the room. "Come, Lover, let me give you the grand tour."

As we walked to our right, and I showed her the large kitchen. I always loved the black cabinets and stainless steel appliances. Did I mention I had a seriously man-inspired house?

The kitchen flowed into a dining area, which flowed into the huge living room. The shelves and storage were all black as well, and a huge, plushy L-shaped gray couch took up most of space there. The back wall was entirely windows, with a sliding glass door that opened out to a large balcony that ran along the length of the apartment, looking out over downtown Shreveport. It looked beautiful at night, with all the lights twinkling below.

"Eric, it's beautiful up here! This place is amazing!" She said excitedly. She was adorable when she got excited. She went on, with a sly look on her face. "Heeey, this balcony is so huge, I could even lay out there in my bikini. I could get a nice tan, especially if I wear a little itty bitty one..." She waggled her eyebrows at me, and laughed at my dazed look. "Honey, you've got a little drool, there," she joked, and moved to swipe her fingers at the corner of my mouth.

Great, as if I needed to think about my little goddess in a barely there string bikini, laying in the sun, her golden skin glowing and smelling divine...

Uh oh. There goes Mr. Happy again. Is she trying to kill me?

She giggled, knowing how much she was torturing me. I had to shake my head in a bid to regain my composure.

She was still laughing as I took her hand and guided her back toward the entrance. "More to see, my dearest. Come." I pulled her over to the staircase, and brought her up to the second floor.

The wide staircase opened to a sort of loft area, though it wasn't as open as loft spaces normally are. It wasn't a full floor, really, the only things in the second floor space were the bedroom, and master bath, which Sookie ran to explore.

Up here was where you could really see it was a converted warehouse. The ceiling was cathedral-high, with exposed pipes and ducts. The wall that the bed was up against was like the downstairs, completely windows, again with a door that led to another large balcony. It was smaller than the one downstairs, but still had enough space for some comfortable lounge chairs.

Do not think of Sookie tanning, do not think of Sookie tanning...

Instead of the usual window coverings, I'd had the panes frosted on the inside, from the top to about halfway down. It was more for decor than anything, as all the windows of the building were actually like one-way mirrors. We could see out, but no one could see in. It took some getting used to, but I loved it.

I casually strolled into the large bathroom, where Sookie was still looking around. I caught her standing in the shower, looking up, with her mouth open.

I startled her a bit when I spoke. "What are we looking at, dear one?" I slid my arms around her waist, making a show of following her intrigued gaze.

"This. Is. So. Cool." She didn't break her stare.

I already knew what she was looking at. I really did like my place, despite the fact that it didn't have that warm "homey" vibe to it. It was a guy's lair, though, and had some interesting touches. Sookie was staring up at my personal favorite.

The shower stall itself was more like a small glass room. You opened the door, and there were tiles in the middle, surrounded by large decorative stones. A large shower bench ran along one side, and there was one huge waterfall shower head hanging out from the far wall. But the best part? The skylight. It was fairly high up, but it was beautiful at night, when the stars were out. And during the day, it almost felt like you were outside.

I nuzzled into her neck, squeezing her closer. "We will have to make good use of it, Lover." I growled a little and kissed her cheek.

She giggled, and shook her head. "Nope. Maybe sometime later, but tonight you and I have an appointment in your tub." She pointed to the Jacuzzi tub across the room.

I definitely growled this time.

Sookie giggled and turned around to face me. A devilish look crossed her face, and she seductively leaned up and lightly licked my lips.

"Careful, Lover, you're treading into dangerous territory," I warned her, not seriously. Oh, how I wanted her to keep at it.

I gasped when she ran her hand down to my jeans and over my already aching cock. "God, woman, do you have any idea what you to do me?"

Apparently she did. Sookie turned, with a sparkle in her eye, and left the shower. When she was almost out the door, she turned back toward me, backing slowly – and enticingly – out of the bathroom. It was like she had a magnetic pull on me. I would follow her anywhere.

When I got to the doorway of the bathroom, I stopped dead in my tracks. Sookie was standing in the bedroom next to the bed, her leather jacket on the floor. She held out her hand to me, waiting for me to come to her. When I started toward her again, she moved her hands down her body, and pulled the hem up and over her head. She winked and beckoned me over, now standing in just her leather boots, lacy underwear, and matching black bra. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

I yanked my sweater over my head, throwing it off into the corner. I became frustrated, realizing I had a tie and shirt to get off. Sookie reached up and gently did it for me, getting rid of them, and then my jeans. She deserved an award in clothing removal. A medal, even.

I reached out to gently stroke her cheek, and she leaned into my hand, closing her eyes in comfort.

"You are so beautiful," I whispered to her.

She smiled and blushed, turning my new favorite color of pink. Sookie pink.

I was standing there completely naked and at attention in front of her. We both decided she was wearing too many clothes, and as I freed her beautiful breasts from their bindings, she hooked her thumbs into the band of her tiny panties, shimmying them down over her hips.

I'll be damned if she wasn't standing there in front of me in nothing but knee-high black leather boots. Someone fucking pinch me.

She moved to unzip them, but I stopped her, growling, "Leave them on."

She grinned wickedly, and began kissing and licking me in a frenzy. Somehow, the little vixen overpowered me, and turned me around, pushing me roughly onto the bed. I took it like any red-blooded man would. I let her.

I moved backward to the middle of my huge bed, and Sookie got on her hands and knees, seductively crawling towards me. So help my, Lord, those boots were so hot I never wanted her to take them off.

She reached me and started a trail of open-mouthed kisses up my abs and chest. "Let me take care of you, baby," she cooed.

I grabbed her neck and kissed her thoroughly. "Take me, Lover. I'm yours."

SPOV

When he told me he was mine, I couldn't help but feel a little powerful. Mine, huh? I felt the sudden urge to make him yell my name. It dawned on me that leaving my sexy boots on was making me feel a little more dominant. Funny how that works.

I started nibbling and kissing again around his neck, nipping at his earlobe. I could feel the rumble in his chest in response. Sticking out my tongue, I licked a trail down his neck, all the way to his collarbone. His breath hitched in is throat when I let the tips of my fingers ghost along his skin after me. He was ticklish, and he was doing his best to keep it together. I trailed my mouth down across his chest, stopping to lick and play with his nipples. I took one in my mouth, then the other, flicking my tongue and teeth around to really get him going. He gasped and groaned.

When I proceeded further down his chest, I made sure to lock my eyes onto his. I knew how much he loved eye contact, especially during foreplay.

I came down to his now throbbing member, and it dawned on me again how lucky I was. In this particular instance, it was purely in the physical department. He was perfect and delectable... and completely huge. I'm positive my rabbit now feels entirely inadequate. It may need therapy to get over its shortcomings.

Not wasting another moment, I licked from the underside of his balls, all the way up his shaft. Eric moaned and put his hand on my head. I couldn't hide the smile that crept across my lips, and I took him in my mouth as far as I could, while wrapping my hand around the base of him. I moved slowly, swirling my tongue around him as I moved up and down, swallowing each time he hit the back of my throat. Eric moaned and gasped, clutching my hair as I worked him up. Every few seconds, I would take him out of my mouth completely, and just flick my tongue over his sensitive tip like a lollipop. It was driving him crazy, I could tell by the way his fingers tightened in my hair, and the way he grumbled deep in his chest. I was bringing his inner caveman out, and I had no problem with it. It was exciting me to no end.

"Sookie..." He growled one last time before he launched himself at me, pulling me up by my arms. He assaulted my mouth as if he was dying and I was his only life source. He pulled me onto his hard, warm body, and I panted in anticipation of what was to come.

A moment later, he used his considerable strength to flip me over onto my back, his lips never leaving mine.

Suddenly, everything slowed down. He took a moment to look longingly into my eyes, and it was a moment I wished I could freeze in time. No one had ever looked at me the way he did. I felt it all the way down to my very soul. Everything about it was right.

"Lover..." He whispered, caught in the moment as well.

I stopped him with a finger on his lips. "Make love to me, Eric. Let me feel you. I need you."

A ghost of a smile flickered across his lips in understanding. I could feel his considerable length grinding up against my soaking wet folds. He teased a little first before moving his hips to line us up. His eyes never left mine, and as he brushed his fingers along my face, he slowly pushed himself inside. We both gasped at the feeling. I almost couldn't take how good he felt, how he filled me up in a way that made me feel so complete.

Eric went still for a moment, still looking down at me. He was wearing the same expression I was.

I suddenly felt tears coming to my eyes, but they didn't spill over. I was overwhelmingly happy, and I knew I had to tell him. "Eric... I... I..." I stuttered, but went on. "I love you."

The look that crossed his face told me I didn't have to worry about what I said. It was a look of relief, and utter joy. But I went on, "I know it's so soon, and we haven't known each other very long, but I can't help it, I just feel so..." I rambled, but he silenced me with a sweet kiss.

"Sookie... you don't have to explain. I already know how you feel. I love you. I felt it as soon as I met you. I don't care about anything else. I love you." He laughed quietly with me, and brought his lips to mine once again. "My love, you have made me so happy. Let me show you."

With that, he began to thrust, slowly and deliberately, as deep as I could take him. He kissed me everywhere, my lips, my neck, and along my jawline. His lips traced down my collarbone, and down my breasts. He took my hard nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking, and his teeth biting enough to make me gasp. I raked my nails along his muscular back, trying to keep him as close as possible.

I whimpered softly when he pushed his upper body up and off of me, but he didn't stop the achingly slow thrusting. He lifted my left leg up to his shoulder, allowing him to go even deeper. He put his hand around my calf, and licked the leather of my boot, all the way up to my ankle. I thought I was going to come from the sight of it.

Finding the zipper, he unzipped the boot in the same slow, seductive manner. He was driving me crazy. I suddenly just wanted him to take me, fast and hard. But he took his time, controlling himself and me. As he exposed the flesh of my leg, he kissed his way up, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. Once the boot was gone, he licked again, and lowered my leg back to the bed. He did the same thing with my right leg, and it was so slow it was almost painful.

When the boot hit the floor, he lowered his hands to grip my hips, and pulled me roughly into him, thrusting hard. I moaned loudly, gripping the blankets on the bed with everything I had. He raised me off the bed with his massive hands, and continued pumping into me, hard and fast. I thought I was going to split in two, but it felt so wonderful I could have cried. Instead, I cried out his name, over and over.

I could feel my body begin to tighten, and my breath sped up, matching Eric's. I knew he was close, too. He moved his hands up to mine, and linking our fingers, he pulled me upright to him, so I was sitting on his folded legs. His arms snaked around my waist, and I held him closely around his neck.

He crushed me to him, my breasts feeling the friction against his chest, as we panted together. I rode him hard, revelling at how deep I could take him. When he reached between us to stroke my clit, I came apart, coming harder than I ever have before. He followed as soon as my muscles started contracting, and he was grunting my name, with other words I didn't understand, in Swedish. I threw my head back, screaming from the sheer magnitude of the wave of pleasure we were riding together.

As our mutual orgasms levelled out, Eric managed to stay upright, holding me tightly against him, despite the fact we were both breathless and sweating.

Eric looked at me, brushing the matted hair back from my face. "You've made me so happy. I love you, Sookie Stackhouse."

I looked into his gorgeous blue eyes and sighed. "I love you, too, Eric Northman." I kissed his lips softly, breathing him in, basking in the feeling that all was right with the world.