ERIC
We walk a few steps and then I notice that Sookie's small body is trembling at the same time that her legs weaken and she sags against my frame. Shit! I look at her face and see that she is about to cry.
"No, no, no, Sookie! Angel, you were great! No, please be okay. Fuck. Fuck!" I'm whispering but my voice is no less urgent. I lead Sookie to the small lounge outside of the ballroom and glare at the people on the couches until they leave. I don't give a shit right now. Sookie is breaking down and it's my fault because I brought her here. I need to fix this!
Pam comes out of the ballroom a few seconds later and sits on the couch on the other side of Sookie.
"Chin up, Tink! Why are you crying?"
"Tink?" I ask, but Pam shakes her head at me. Her focus right now is Sookie.
"I just made a huge fool of myself in front of Eric's boss!" she says, her hands gesticulating wildly.
Pam grabs her hands and holds them tightly. "Sookie, look at me," she says and waits for Sookie to comply. "You did not make a fool of yourself. Victoria Madden showed what a fool she is. She had the nerve and the stupidity to approach Eric again? Sookie, she's lucky she didn't get slapped! Don't cry, Tink!"
Sookie smiles at Pam through her tears. "Thanks, Pam. But stop calling me Tink!"
"Not a chance," Pam laughs.
I feel like an observer. The women have worked it out and I'm not necessary. At least Sookie has stopped crying.
"Thanks, Pam," I say.
She winks at me and stands. "Let's go fix your make-up, Tinkerbelle."
Ah, Tinkerbelle. Okay...what?
The women go to the bathroom and come out after a few minutes. Sookie looks so much better and she's even laughing.
"What's so funny?"
"We were just talking about Madden's face. I have never seen anyone turn so many colors!" says Pam.
I stand as Sookie comes up to me and wrap her in my arms, pulling her close. "I'm sorry you were upset. Better now?"
"Better, thanks Eric." She pulls back to look at my face. "Do you think I got you in trouble?" she says, looking upset again.
"No. And you know, if they want to be upset about it, I don't give a fuck."
"Sookie, let's go back and get our party on!" says Pam.
Her excitement is infectious and we are all happier. I pull Pam into a hug and thank her quietly for her help. "You look beautiful," I tell her, holding both of her hands.
"Thanks, Viking," she says and we both laugh. "Remember when I used to call you that?"
"Of course. You sure love the nick names. But you can't call me that now that I cut my hair."
"Did you call him Viking when his hair was long? I told him his long hair reminded me of Vikings, too!"
"That's not why I called him that," Pam laughs.
"It's not?" Sookie and I both ask at the same time.
"It's because you did a lot of exploring with your longship," she says with a serious expression.
Sookie doubles over laughing which is a relief because knowing I've been with a lot of women could upset her. I shoot Pam a look but it doesn't land because I'm laughing too hard to be mad.
Just as we are about to make our way back inside the ballroom, who should happen to come out but the devil herself.
Victoria Madden comes storming out with her husband hot on her heels.
"Shut up, Johan!" she hisses at him. "Just take me home."
"It's not going to be yours for much longer," he says loudly. He obviously doesn't care who hears him.
Victoria makes an exasperated noise and keeps walking. Johan notices us standing there and comes over to us. I start to position myself in front of Sookie because I don't know this guy's intentions. But he smiles widely at us and offers his hand to me.
Shaking my hand, he says excitedly, "Thank you! I know it was not your intention but you have helped me immensely. I've been trying to get rid of that cow for a while now. Our prenup states that in case of infidelity, the spouse who cheated gets nothing from the other and has to relinquish his or her half of all of our joint property. I knew she was cheating but I didn't have any evidence. You can't know how thankful I am to you and your wife for this! I'm just sorry you had to endure her at work. They fired her!" He is laughing gleefully and a little evilly but it's hard not to be excited because of how happy he is.
"You want evidence?" says Pam loudly, cocking her eyebrow.
Victoria starts walking back over to us when she hears this.
"You have something concrete?" says Johan, his voice a conspiratorial whisper.
"Is this concrete enough for you?" she says, handing over a memory stick that she had in her purse. I'm not sure why she happened to have it. "Pictures. Be near a trash can or a toilet when you look. Disgusting."
Victoria huffs and Pam turns angry eyes on her. Victoria shrinks back at the fury on Pam's face. "You fucking bitch!" Pam seethes, "This is what happens when you mess with the people I love. What the fuck did you think was going to happen when you started down this road? Eric is a good man, he's a fucking father you selfish inconsiderate shrew! I hope you get just what you deserve! In fact, I am overjoyed that you will soon be out on your ass at home and at work. You're like a rat, scrounging for scraps along the subway tracks and just like those annoying, ugly fucking things, you are about to be squashed! And if I ever see your fucking rat face again, you. will. regret it!"
After a tense couple seconds when they are just staring at each other, Victoria turns sharply on her heel and silently stalks away. She gets about ten feet away before her quick steps cause her to slip and she goes down on her ass, hard. Everyone just looks at her. I'm sure they are trying just as hard as I am not to laugh. We watch without sound as she gets awkwardly up from the floor and walks slowly away without a glance back.
Johan gives Pam a brilliant wicked smile and grabs her tightly in a hug which makes Pam stiffen and pull his arms off of her. Pam doesn't do hugs from strangers. Hell, Pam doesn't do hugs from friends...except me.
"Thank you so much," he says as he runs to catch up with Victoria and most likely rub his newfound evidence in her face. Good. She fucking deserves it.
As soon as they both are gone, we three look at each other and crack the fuck up. It feels good to laugh now that the situation is over and as we walk into the party, we are all wiping our eyes from our laughter.
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SOOKIE
As we walk back into the ballroom I am so nervous that Eric is going to be in trouble because of me. I know he said he doesn't give a fuck but I know he will be upset and I will hate myself if they reprimand him. Or worse, fire him!
"Hey, it's going to be fine, Sookie," he says, rubbing my back. He must be able to sense my apprehension.
"Thanks, baby. I'm just going to be nervous until I see that everything is alright."
Turns out, I don't have to wait long for that. Eric's boss and the other two men who were there come walking up to us as soon as they see us.
"It's okay," Eric whispers down to me when I stiffen.
"Gentlemen," says Eric in his business voice. He's been using this voice all night when we greet people.
"Eric, Miss Stackhouse," says Mr. Cataliades, "I just wanted to apologize on behalf of all three of us for what has happened, tonight and apparently for the past weeks. Northman, son, I am grieved that you felt it wasn't possible to speak with me about this. I'm sorry I am not more accessible and I will be making some policy changes to reflect this."
Ah, the look on Eric's face is priceless. He is always so hard on himself and to hear his boss take the blame for this, well, I think he doesn't know what to do.
"Uh, Mr. Cat—"
"Desmond," he says.
"Desmond, I'm sure you don't own me an apology," I say, because Eric still hasn't said anything.
"I feel I do. You came to my party, looking beautiful I might add, only to be verbally assaulted by my business associate. I am ashamed that this is your first glimpse into my firm. I would love the chance to make it up to you."
"Well, you can give Eric the last full week in March off so he can come meet my family," I say. Bold, I know, but in my experience when someone wants to make something up to you, they want to make a grand gesture so that they can feel better about themselves. And Eric has been worried about taking a full week off. He was only going to come for a long weekend and was extremely apologetic about it. This will make everyone happy.
Desmond smiles at me and kisses my cheek. "Done. You're not a lawyer by any chance are you?" he says, winking.
"Nope. I just love this guy and want to spend some time with him," I say, linking arms with Eric, who smiles warmly at me.
"Good...good," he says.
One of the other men puts his hand out. "Peter Threadgill. I'm happy this all came to light but I'm sorry for your involvement. I will have to have a talk with my nephew. I don't know what he could be thinking. Eric, are you still in touch with the LeClerqs?
Eric smiles at Mr. Threadgill. "I am not. And I wouldn't waste my time with Andre if I were you. This is just the latest in a long string of stupid stuff he has done."
Mr. Threadgill blinks rapidly at Eric and I can sense the tension between these two. Maybe he knows a different side of Andre because he really seems to like the boy.
"Yes, well..." says Threadgill, trailing off uncomfortably. "Like I said, I am sorry you were put in the middle of this, my dear," he says, addressing me once more.
"Don't worry about it, sir."
DeCastro says much the same thing and tells us that Madden has been fired. Well, his exact words are "Victoria is out on her ass," which makes me want to laugh remembering Pam's matching words. We leave the little group of men with Eric agreeing to meet with his boss on Monday to discuss what happened and how to prevent it in the future. We are both relieved.
"It's all going to be okay," he says, more to himself than me.
I squeeze his hand and smile up at him and he leans down to kiss me.
"Ahem," says a deep voice behind me. Eric smiles before capturing my lips with his. He slides his tongue across my mouth and the gentle insistence of his tongue makes me forget that there is someone behind me. I thread my fingers through the hair at the base of his neck and step closer to him until I can feel his chest against mine. His kiss can make me forget the whole world.
The click clacking of Pam's heels stopping behind me, makes Eric release my lips and stand back from me. His eyes are sparking as he smiles at me and then at our visitors.
"I get it, Northman," says Alcide, "She's yours."
"Alcide," says Eric, "You have it wrong, my friend. I am hers."
"Oh, Eric," I sigh, practically melting on the spot.
Pam makes a gagging noise which makes everyone laugh and then she tells Alcide to dance with me while she steals Eric. No problem. I wanted to talk to Alcide anyway.
"You are stunning," says Alcide once we are on the dance floor.
"Thank you. You look pretty dapper in that tux. So Eric tells me you're from Shreveport. That's right around the corner from Bon Temps where I grew up."
"No kidding? I knew I heard a Louisiana accent! Who's your family? Maybe I know them."
"The Stackhouses. I have a brother, Jason, who works on the Parish road crew and my gran is Adele Stackhouse."
"Hmm, no, I don't think I know them. But I don't get home as often as I'd like."
"I'm dragging Eric home with me in a couple weeks."
Alcide tips back his head and laughs, which surprises me.
"What?" I ask.
"Nothing. I just can't see that Swedish bastard in the small town heat of Bon Temps."
"I know it's nothing like Boston or Sweden but it has it's charms. Eric wants to come." Doesn't he?
"I'm sorry, cher, I didn't mean to offend you. I think you know a very different Eric than I do."
"Maybe you should get to know him again. I don't know exactly what he was like before, but he still likes to have fun. You guys should go hang out." I know I maybe shouldn't be making man dates for Eric but he really does need to hang out with his friends sometimes.
"Believe me, darlin' I ask him. He always refuses. Has since that sweet baby girl came into his life." The way he says that about Eric's baby sounds awfully wistful. Maybe Alcide is more ready to settle down than Eric realizes.
"Well, keep asking and I'll encourage him. I can watch the baby and let him go have fun."
"Eric is a lucky man," he says to me just before the song ends.
"I'm the lucky one," I correct.
Eric and Pam come back over and Pam invites me to dance with her when a fast song comes one. She can move! Sometimes she seems kind of stiff, or she did before I got to know her better, but the girl can dance. It brings back memories of dancing with my good friend, Tara. We are laughing and sweating by the time we make it back to the boys. They both just stare at us, desire painting their faces. Pam surprises the hell out of me when she walks up to Alcide and plants a kiss right on his lips.
"I thought she liked women?" I ask Eric quietly.
"Mostly," he says with a wink.
"But she never wanted you? You never wanted her?"
"There was an attraction. We joked about it, like I said, but we didn't act on it and now the thought is kinda sick. She's like my sister."
"You guys are funny. I wish I had such a good friend up here. You'll meet Tara when we go home and she has been my best friend since childhood. I miss her."
"Maybe you should hang out with Amelia more often? I can give up some time with you so you can go out with friends. I want you to be happy, angel."
"Thank you, darlin'. Maybe I will." How funny is it that we are both trying to get the other to solidify our friendships? God, I love this man!
"Tink!" says Pam, linking her arm in mine.
"Why do you call her that?" asks Eric.
"She's small and feisty. Fitting, right?" she says with a huge smile.
Eric laughs. "Certainly fitting tonight!"
"Ha. Ha," I say with narrowed eyes but I can't keep the smile off my face.
Eric grabs me in a tight hug and whispers in my ear, "You made me so fucking hard when you were putting Madden in her place."
I gasp at his words and I'm sure I am turning red but he just chuckles in my ear. I love the sound of his laughter.
We spend the rest of the night dancing and laughing and drinking champagne. We eat some of the delicious but seriously weird—at least to me—appetizers since nobody seems to be bothering our little group of four.
At the end of the night, I am surprised to see Pam pulling Alcide by the hand out to her waiting car.
I look at Eric with raised eyebrows. "Pam dabbles in dick, as she says. Looks like she will be getting some tonight."
"Oh my gosh!" I laugh.
"So, you ready to go?" Eric asks with his lips at my ear. The timbre of his voice suggests that he has plans for us when we go home. Plans that I'm sure will lead to lots of fun and orgasms.
"Mmm, yes! I am very ready!"
"Good, let's go to the car." He leads me out with his hand on my back, spreading heat though my body. But when we get back to the car, he pops the trunk and I see luggage.
"What?" I ask, confused.
"We're staying here for the night!" he says, sounding like an excited little boy. Oh, he is so sweet.
"We are? Oh, baby, I am so excited!"
He pulls me into a hug and once again whispers in my ear, "I'm going to make you scream tonight and I don't want to have to worry about waking anybody up."
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ERIC
"Are you sure?" she asks, somewhat hesitantly. I have already gotten her out of her dress and myself out of my tux so we are sitting together on the hotel bed in our underwear. Well, mine is underwear. Sookie is in that sinful red corset and thigh highs. I am having a really hard time keeping my hands off of her at the moment but I don't want to just fuck her. We have a whole night together.
"Yes, Sookie. You trust me, right? Let me cover your eyes. It will make things more fun."
"Okay," she agrees so I place my tie over her eyes and secure it at the back of her head. "Can you see?"
"No," she squeaks, turning her head back and forth.
"Excellent!" I say evilly. She smiles and I lean in to her until my lips graze her ear. "Now, let's have some fun." She startles because she is not expecting me to be that close to her. To relax her, I kiss her slowly and when I pull away, she follows me with her mouth seeking mine.
Just then, there is a knock on the door. Great! My room service order is here.
"Thank you...Barry," I say to the delivery kid, reading his name tag. "Just leave the cart here." If he is surprised that I'm in my boxers, he doesn't show it. I'm sure he's used to guests answering for their room service orders in all states of undress.
"What did you get?" Sookie asks from her spot on the bed where I left her.
"You'll see," I say from right in front of her. I was trying to startle her again—I'm evil, what can I say—but she seems to sense where I am in the room.
"Sookie, lie back on the bed, angel." I grab the food and put it on the bedside table so I can reach it. As soon as she lies down, I straddle her waist and get the first dish. "Open your mouth," I tell her but she instead shuts it tighter and makes a humming sound of protest, shaking her head. "Sookie, please open your mouth. You will like what I put in it."
"Is it your dick?" she asks which makes me shake with laughter. She is always such a surprise.
"No, it's not my dick. Though, you do seem to like that... No, it's something sweet and good that I know you love. Open."
She does and I spoon a small amount of vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup between her open lips. She smiles.
"Mmm," she says, licking those beautiful red lips. I want to lick them too. So I do.
"Mmm," I echo. "Open again." She opens her mouth with no hesitation this time but I don't put ice cream in her mouth. This time I place a piece of juicy ripe watermelon against her lips and tell her to bite. She told me that watermelon is her favorite fruit and since it's juicy, I will have plenty of opportunity to lick it off her mouth and her neck where the juice will dribble.
And that is just what happens when she bites down. As she chews, I dip my head to lick the drip of red juice that has traveled down her luscious neck. She moans when she feels my tongue sliding along her skin. By the end of the night, I plan for us both to be thoroughly sticky, sweaty, and sated.
I feed her ice cream and watermelon until she has had enough and then I put them away and grab the extra dish of chocolate sauce I asked for. They have brought it in a warmer just like I asked.
"I'm going to take off your clothes, Sookie. Can you stand up if I help you?" She says she can so I help her stand and we work together to get her corset off but leave the panties and garder. It is unbelievably sexy. As I'm standing close to her, she reaches out and palms my erection through my boxers. I hiss as my cock twitches. Sookie puts both hands on my underwear and starts to pull them down. When they are around my ankles, I step out of them and Sookie squeezes me which has my hips thrusting into her. She steps up until my cock is resting between our bodies and rocks her hips to rub me against the soft skin of her stomach.
"Fuck," I breathe. "You always feel so good. But please, angel, I want to take care of you tonight."
Sookie backs up and I guide her to lie on the bed once more. I grab the warm chocolate sauce and the spoon and drip it onto her breasts. She gasps.
"What is that?" she asks.
"My dessert," I murmur as my head descends to lick the top of her breast. I swipe a finger through the chocolate and bring it to her mouth. She sucks on my finger, making me moan and my cock jump.
"Mmm, chocolate. Do I get to put some on you later?"
"Only if you are very good," I say just before I lean down to lick her pink nipple. Once it pebbles, I suck the sweet peak into my mouth and swirl my tongue until I clean all the chocolate off of her skin. Sookie arches into my touch, pushing her breasts up higher and giving me better access. She moans and starts to thread her fingers into my hair but I grab her wrists and pin her hands above her head with one of my hands as I keep licking her skin. I move on to her other breast and pay it the same attention. My hand still restrains Sookie's arms but she has stopped struggling and just keeps moaning as I lick and suck on her skin.
"This is the best dessert I've ever had," I whisper into her ear, licking her ear lobe.
"Eric," she moans. I will never tire of my name from her sighing lips.
I continue dripping chocolate on to her body and licking it off and by the time I have had my fill of chocolate, we are both ready to move on. She is whimpering with need and I want to make a meal of her now. This is where I will pay her back for her antics at the beginning of the evening.
My chest rumbles as I push her knees up and out with my hands on the backs of her thighs. Fuck. She is so fucking wet. "Sookie. My god, Sookie, you're dripping wet. Is this for me?"
She blushes, making her even more beautiful. "Eric," she gasps as I lie on my stomach between her legs and sweep my tongue along her glistening skin. She takes a sharp breath in when I pull her legs to get her even closer to my mouth and fasten my lips around her clit. Fuck it, I need more.
Kneeling on the floor, I pull her by her hips until her ass is on the edge of the bed and her knees are bent over my shoulders. She squeals as her body slides along the sheet. I place an arm across her lower belly as I push a finger into her heat and flick my tongue over her clit. I am relentless with my tongue, bringing her quickly to orgasm and making her body shake with her release. Her legs fall to the sides as her body goes limp but I am not done.
After a very brief rest, I get right back to it and slide my tongue through her folds, stopping at her opening to lick up all her sweet fluid. I suck hard on her clit and she gasps and pants. She squeezes my face with her thighs so I use one arm under her knees to keep them pushed back against her stomach.
"Eric!" she gasps when she realizes I will not let up. She relaxes her body as she gives herself to me again and when I bring her to orgasm this time, her back arches as she throws her head back. She is fucking beautiful. But still, I am not done.
She tries to push my face away so I sit up to look at her. "Sookie, remember what happened at the beginning of the night? When I said you deserved a payback and you told me to bring it? This is me bringing it. Lie back, relax, I'm not done with you."
Sookie blushes but stays silent. I know she likes it when I show her this side of myself but I am always sure not to push her. She smirks at me finally, and lies back like I said.
Mmm, she's mine. My chest rumbles my satisfaction at seeing her spread out before me, mine to devour.
By the time I am done, she has had four orgasms and she is panting and begging me to let her up. I will, but only because I plan to have my cock in her now instead of my tongue. I take off the blindfold because I want to look into her eyes as I make love to her. She blinks rapidly at me, her eyes adjusting to the light, which is really pretty dim. "I love you, angel. Are you okay? Still having fun?" I ask, stroking her face.
"Yes, baby, I always have fun with you." She smiles and it makes me smile too. She is so open to everything I have shown her...well, almost everything.
"Good, because I am far from done," I say as I stand up and crawl on top of her. She scooted back onto the bed so I hover over her. She looks down at my cock and groans so I look too and we watch as a drop of precum falls from my tip onto her belly. Sookie wipes her hand across it and uses it to help her stroke me, spreading the wetness around my cock. I start to thrust my hips without thought but then I realize that I want to be inside her so I gently move her hand and position myself. Her legs come up around my waist as I push into her heat. She digs her nails into my back, she is already close because of her previous orgasms. I love when she scratches and bites me. I thrust quickly but gently into her, trying to maintain my control so I can draw out our lovemaking. I don't want to cum too soon, which is a challenge because I've been ready for a very long time. Once she cums I will let go.
I push in all the way and grind my pelvis on her clit with each stroke and it doesn't take long before her walls are fluttering, massage my cock as she cums. She screams and I move my mouth over hers to swallow her cries until I realize that there is nobody to wake up. I move my mouth and let her be as loud as she wants and she keeps crying out with her release. Towards the end, she bites down on my shoulder eliciting a low growl from my throat. My control snaps and I pull out, flip her over and pull her up onto her knees. I slam back into her and she gasps my name but pushes back onto my cock. She always gives as good as she gets. I could stop moving and she would rock herself back into me but I don't want that now. I grip her hips tightly and pull her back as I thrust into her, slapping our bodies together and making the most satisfying noise known to man. At least I think so.
As we keep slapping together, Sookie keeps moaning louder and louder. At home she is usually only loud at her finish and even then, I can tell she reins it in. But here, now, she is letting loose and her noises are spurring me on. I bring my hand up and smack her ass and her muscles squeeze my cock. She gasps and I groan. I'm hoping she is ready to cum because I can't hold back for much longer. I smack her round ass again and it triggers her orgasm. Her spasming walls pull my orgasm from me and I roar as I shoot into her. Halfway through, I pull out and cum all over her clit and lips because I like the way it looks. I collapse and pull her down to spoon with me as I catch my breath.
"Eric, you got me all sticky," she pants.
"I did," I answer. I push my hand between her legs and then hold my fingers up so she can see my cum coating them. "Everywhere."
She sort of half groans/half laughs as I wipe my hand on the sheet. "You are in love with sex. Everything about it. Nothing is off limits for you."
"Well, you are right that nothing is off limits but it's you who I love. Always."
"I love you too, baby," she says, turning to kiss me softly on the lips and lay her head against my chest. I listen as she falls asleep and then get up and clean everything up and start a bath. I got her dirty and now I will clean her up. Just like always.
Hey, so I hope you liked this chapter. Some of the reviews correctly predicted a few things that happened here. Well done!
I'm sorry this chapter was delayed, I usually do two a week but I did actually do two! I wrote a bonus outtake chapter but you will have to go to wordpress to read it. It's kinky and dirty and definitely too much for ffn. Plus it has some nice visuals to go along with it! This outtake was the brain child of lovely reader padore and I am so happy that she thought of it because it was a blast to write! Here is an excerpt to whet your appetite:
"This isn't wham bam thank you, ma'am. We're going to take our time. We're going to have more fun than your little mind can fathom and by the time I let you cum for me, you are going to explode."
He swallows audibly and his eyes widen. I smile. He licks his lips.
As I climb onto the bed, his hands find my legs and rub. "If you can't keep your hands where they are supposed to be, I will tie them to the bed. You may touch me only when I tell you. Is that clear?"
He narrows his eyes and I start to get off of him. Only good boys get to play. "It's clear," he says in a hoarse voice. He is really reining himself in. Alphas are so fun to dominate.
"Good boy," I whisper and reward him by running my hand down his chest and stomach to his eager cock. I stroke him through his underwear, making sure the wet fabric slides over his head to give him some friction. His hips buck up and he emits a soft hiss and closes his eyes.
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