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Chapter Forty Eight
Eric POV
I decided to take the day off to bring Sookie's things to our house and Amelia's staff to Pam's. I never thought two women could have so many things, but I was relieved that Sookie was moving in with me.
"Thanks for everything, sweetie, I know there are a lot of things," Sookie said as sat down on my lap. I needed a minute to rest before starting the next move. "I didn't think I had that much, but guess I was wrong."
"Don't worry," I said, while trying to catch my breath. "Hey, are you sure there is nothing else?" I asked her hoping it was over. "I think we haven't left anything, but when we go for Amelia's things we can check it."
"I'll check again, but I'm pretty sure there is nothing left."
"So tell me," I said, almost whispering, "Amelia has a lot of things?"
Sookie smiled innocently and looked at me, biting her lower lip. God, that couldn't be a good sign. "She has less things than me, you know, less heavy, like books, music and a laptop, so she'll take care of those things and you the rest." The rest?
"What is the rest exactly?"
An hour later we were at Pam's house, all of them sitting on the couch resting and drinking coffee and tea while I finished up with Amelia's last box with the biggest stereo I had seen in my whole life in it. I put it down on the floor in the living room and leaned against the wall, trying to catch my breath as the three of them were looking in silence at me.
"What?" I asked puzzled. "Why are you all looking at me like that?" Pam and Amelia looked at each other smiling while Sookie got up from the couch, gave me a quick kiss on my lips and went to the kitchen and came back a second later with a bottle of water in her hand. "Thanks, baby." I drank half the bottle before moving again.
"Well, I'm done."
"Thank you so much, Eric," Amelia said as she stood up and hugged me. "You've been a big help." We pulled away and I put my arm around her shoulders as we looked toward the couch to see Pam with her feet on the coffee table, watching TV and Sookie drinking the rest of her tea. "Don't worry, it was my pleasure."
"Eric," Pam said looking away from the television and staring at me. "Would you care to install the stereo? Amelia and I will have to put her stuff away. We work better with music, don't you think?"
I rolled my eyes and glared at her. "Sure, I will be delighted," I replied sarcastically. Sookie was willing to help me, but I told her politely to not move her precious little ass from the couch while I installed the stereo.
"You know, I think we could get everything out of one of the guest rooms and turn it into a giant closet with a dressing room, what do you think, Pammy?" Pammy? Oh God, how I was going to enjoy torturing her.
For a second I thought Pam was going to glare at her, but instead took Amelia's hand and smiled at her. "I think it is a wonderful idea, cupcake, we could dress at the same time or undress…" They both laughed like teens making out. Pammy? Cupcake? What the hell happened to Pam? It was as if she had mutated into a version of The Honeymooners, but being a lesbian.
Sookie seemed as surprised as me and when I nodded to her towards the kitchen she followed me without thinking twice. "What's happening?" she asked me whispering and trying not to laugh. "It's as if they were possessed."
We laughed together, trying to remain silent but it was increasingly difficult. "I have no idea, but we could ask Pammy and Cupcake," Sookie laughed. "Shhhh…they're going to hear us."
"Sorry, but I can't help it. What the hell is going on with them?" Sookie asked me incredulous. "Ames has always hated nicknames and Pam scares everyone in the workplace. I dunno, this is like watching one of those programs on MTV except instead of appearance being changed its personalities."
We stayed in the kitchen for a few minutes, kissing and enjoying a little privacy. Sookie was moaning into my mouth and I was very turned on. I placed my hands on her hips and lifted her to sit her down on the counter.
"I love you so fucking much, Eric," she said between kisses, "I can't stop touching you when we're together and I just want to fuck you when we're at work." She wasn't the only one.
I continued kissing her as if my life depended on it, my tongue moving around inside her hot mouth, making her moan and wishing that we'll never have to stop but of course we were interrupted then.
"Hi there lovebirds, I see you're having a great time," Pam said and I wanted to strangle her for having interrupted us. "Ames and I were wondering what was taking you two so long, but I see this was the reason."
"Get out, Pam!" I yelled at her.
"You know, I would love to," she said rolling her eyes, "but my lovely Amelia and I have been thinking – well, she was thinking – it would be a good idea to go out to dinner, you know, the four of us to thank you both for your help with the move and all that." Pam didn't have a lot of tact when it came to acknowledge other peoples help, but at least she tried.
"Pam, it's a wonderful idea," Sookie said before I could tell her that it was a good plan, but we didn't have time. I looked at Sookie with wide eyes, hoping she hadn't opened her mouth, but she just shrugged and smiled. "But we must return home to get ready and rest a bit, you know, pregnant woman and all that…"
"Sure," Pam said sarcastically. "Well, Amelia and I still have things to do so…" it was a pretty straightforward way of telling us that we could get out sooner.
"Okay," I said while I grabbed Sookie and put her down on her feet beside me. "We're going."
We left the kitchen, said a quick goodbye to Amelia and Pam. I practically dragged Sookie out of the house and got her in the car on our way to home to get a quickie on the bed or the couch, then get rid of our clothing, get another quickie in the shower and get dress later for being on time for our dinner with Amelia and Pam. It wasn't going to be easy to make it to that dinner on time.
"Are you okay?" Sookie asked me smiling when we walked into the house. I nodded and took the purse from her hand tossed it on the coffee table while I was beginning to unbutton her dress quickly. "Eric, what are you doing?" she asked me again, but this time giggling and knowing exactly what was going to happen.
"You, my lover, you've been torturing me all day with this tiny dress and you're going to get exactly what you've been looking for," I whispered in her ear as my lips were kissing the curve between her neck and collarbone. "I'll show you what happens to bad girls." I got rid of her dress and turned her for us to be face to face. God, I couldn't stop looking at her body, the beauty and perfume that exuded from her every time we were close.
Her delicate hands began to descend to the hem of my t-shirt and she began running her hands through my stomach slowly, caressing each part of it and getting my t-shirt up until I took it off and tossed it down the floor with the rest of their clothes.
"I love you, Eric," and a second later her hands were around my neck and her soft lips were on mine. Not exactly what I had planned to pass the time before going to dinner but I wasn't going to complain.
"Bedroom?" I asked her while I was kissing her neck slowly and deeply.
Sookie shook her head and I looked confused at her. "What is it, baby?"
She looked into my eyes and smiled sweetly. "We have to get ready for dinner so we don't have much time." I nodded disappointed but she lifted my chin with one of her hands and we looked at each other again. "But I'm not saying we can't take a shower together." I grinned and wiggled my eyebrows at her when I heard her idea. "Besides, we'll have to spend more time in the shower because every time I shower with you I always end up being dirtier." She said laughing, before rushing to the bathroom.
I followed her quickly, taking off my pants on my way and throwing them to the ground. Sookie was faster than me, she was already in the shower when I walked into the bathroom. She pushed me against the cold wall, splashing water everywhere, and kissed me passionately. God, I loved when she took control.
"I want to show you what a good Southern girl can do." I raised an eyebrow waiting for something else, but instead Sookie knelt before me and began stroking my thighs and my stomach with her hands as she was looking at me with lust in her eyes. I couldn't repress a huge moan at her actions, but Sookie hadn't even started and I was about to cum. No, acting as a horny teen was not an option. "Are you ready, my future husband?" I nodded, not knowing what else to say or do and she smiled. "Well, take a deep breath and enjoy." She whispered.
When her lips were around my cock it was like being in heaven. I had never been with a woman before, who was capable of doing what Sookie was doing to me. I didn't want to think of anything else, just let myself go.
"Ohhhh, God…don't stop…" Her hands were still caressing my thighs until they rose and began stroking my ass. Gently and slowly at first and then holding herself tightly and leaving nails marks on my ass. She moaned and moaned as sucked again and again and I felt my cock getting harder when I looked down at her and saw my dick disappearing inside her mouth. God, what a pleasure! "Sookie…ahhhh…Sookie…I'm so close, fuck, don't stop, please don't stop." She continued sucking, licking and lapping faster and faster until I could no longer hold it back and exploded into her mouth, sending my seed across her throat. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I shouted loudly while was trying to breathe again.
Sookie swallowed every single drop and continued licking me clean until there was nothing left and then got up slowly, putting her hands over my chest while she was looking up at me with a satisfaction smile on her lips. "I hope you've enjoyed it, baby, because I had been waiting for this all day."
"Really?" I asked breathlessly.
Sookie nodded and laughed slightly. "Yes. Watching you all day with that tight t-shirt while you were holding boxes and your muscles flexing…God, I just wanted to jump on you every second." I hadn't even noticed, but it wasn't strange because I had Pam glued to my ass the whole fucking day and giving me orders.
"Well, I've wanted to shred that dress since you put it on this morning," I added, smiling and breathing normally again. We fucked in the shower twice more until we were satisfied to endure the rest of the night without jumping to each other but I was sure that would be exactly what was going to happen the moment we crossed our house threshold hours later. "You know, I don't get why we're doing this," I said as I was buttoning my shirt. Sookie looked at me expectantly. "I mean dinner. We've helped them with a few things, but having dinner with them wasn't necessary and obviously Pam wasn't thrilled with the idea."
"Eric," Sookie said coming up to me and buttoned the rest of the shirt while was looking at me with a weird expression, "it's not about the moving or anything else."
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't you really notice?" No, not really. I had no idea what she was talking about. "I think it's pretty obvious."
"Could you explain, please? My fiancée just sucked my cock in amazing way and we've been fucking twice in the shower and I'm not completely sure but I think all that sex hasn't helped me to think clearly." Sookie chuckled and put her hands over my chest when she finished with the buttons.
"She's trying to be a better person."
"Why?" I arched an eyebrow in surprise. "I mean, are we talking about Pam?"
"Yeah."
"Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure."
"But…"
"Eric…"
"I'm not kidding!" I exclaimed quickly. "I'm sorry. I mean, it seems pretty weird,…I mean it's Pam. Well, she's never cared what others might think about her and she's done it since I've known her, so all this is a bit weird."
"Eric, it's not weird. Look, Pam had never worried before for being nice or funny to anyone 'cause she really didn't need to but it's different now. She and Amelia have a relationship, a serious relationship and that's something neither of them are use to." It made sense. "What they're really doing is trying to change some aspects of themselves to feel better." I didn't understand a word, but if it made Pam less aggressive I wasn't sure it was a good idea.
"You know, I'm pretty sure between them and with us things will be different, but the rest of the people…don't worry, Eric, Pam will continue being a ruthless bitch in the studio and scaring everybody." I laughed, because it was as if she was reading my mind. "But I'm sure she'll be nicer to you."
We finished getting dressed and left. Sookie had decided to keep torturing me the whole night when she dressed in a blood red mini-dress and black fuck me heels that made her legs seem endless.
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We barely spoke in the car and I just looked up and down to her. God, how the hell was I going to spend the night with Sookie dressed like that?
"Are you okay?" she asked me suddenly and I simply nodded, lookeing toward the road. "I say it, because you're really quiet and I'm not sure if you're upset or…"
"I'm not upset," I said surprised. "It's just…I don't know, I think I'm worried."
"Worried? About what?"
"It's about what you've told me that Pam and what she's trying to do, you know, change and be a better person. I don't know, it'll be weird to see things changing between us because we know for too long and we've always accepted to each other as we really are and a change now…I don't think it'll be a good idea." It was something I had been thinking about since Sookie explained to me what was going on with Pam, but I still thought it was too weird. "Of course I'm happy for her, for both, but I know Pam very well and changes are not her specialty."
"Oh come on, Eric at least you could have a little more faith in her." Sookie always needed everyone around her to be happy and I loved her for it. "You can't be so negative, okay? Because we could be them." I frowned and looked surprised at her for a second, before returning to focus on the road. "I mean it could happen to anyone and then everything would be different. Tell me, what do you think had happened between us if we hadn't ventured to accept other things and change our way of thinking about those things? Do you think we could continue together?"
"Sookie, I don't know but I've never thought…"
"Relax," she cut me off and put her hand over mine, "I'm not blaming you for anything." She obviously had realized that I felt insecure and tried to make me feel better. "Sweetie, I love the life we have together and if you hadn't gone to Bon Temps that night we wouldn't probably be in this car together right now on our way to dinner with our friends and with your future wife pregnant." Fuck, it worked. A few sweet words and I was all hers.
"Do you feel better now?"
I nodded vigorously and smiled slightly.
"Okay, there's nothing to worry about then, isn't there?" I nodded again and this time I smiled widely at her. "It's just dinner with our friends, that's all."
But it wasn't to be a simple dinner. Pam would probably talk about work and other things not appropriate to discuss in public and we'd end laughing like crazy until I'd admit Pam was always right.
"I think that's the place," I said nodding towards the local that was painted in bright red and black. "What kind of place is this?"
"No idea, Ames never mentioned and she's always the first one aware of these things."
I parked in the first free spot I saw and got out the car to go to Sookie's door to help her out. We walked hand in hand to the door but suddenly I stopped and looked behind me.
"What is it, Eric?"
"Umm…nothing. I thought I saw someone I knew, but I think I was confused. Come on, they're waiting for us."
We walked into the restaurant and it was obvious Amelia and Pam had started the party without us; at least Amelia was a little drunk and I knew it would only be a matter of time for Pam to end in the same way.
Sookie POV
The restaurant was a little bit weird. I've never seen such bright red and black paint in my life, but the truth is it was curious. Pam and Amelia were original, I had to admit that, and the food was absolutely delicious.
Eric for his part did not seem so happy when he realized our waiter, a young man, kept looking down at my cleavage and I couldn't blame him because my breasts had begun to grow uncontrollably. I tried not to give it importance, but every muscle in Eric's body tensed when he saw him near me.
"Eric, relax."
"I can't," he hissed in my ear, while was looking over my head at the waiter. Of course I knew exactly what he was doing; he was marking his territory and making it clear to our new friend to be careful. "He doesn't stop looking at you and I really want my fist to meet his fucking face."
I knew Eric wouldn't relax unless I did something about it, so I slowly slipped my hand down on his thigh, gently until I put my hand exactly where I wanted and began stroking the huge bulge that had formed between his legs. Up and down, up and down and harder and faster until I felt him relaxing and I couldn't help smiling a bit when I heard him growled weakly in my ear. Luckily Pam and Amelia were too drunk to realize what was happening, so I kept stroking him. I was a woman with a mission.
I continued masturbating Eric through his pants and it was evident that every second was more and more difficult for him to maintain control. The hand he had on the table clutched the tablecloth, wrinkling it completely and he was breathlessly. God, I was torturing him and the best part of it was that sooner or later he would take revenge on me.
"Sookie, you're killing me…" he whispered in my ear as he moaned and caressed my bare thigh with his free hand. "But remember, my lover, we can both play this game." His hand moved quickly to my center and I felt his fingers pushing my panties aside and inserted two fingers between my lower lips. I nearly jumped off the chair, but Eric did not move his hand.
"Sook, you okay?" Amelia asked me after drinking a big gulp of water. "Are you scared of something?" she added giggling.
I breathed deeply before answering, trying to get my voice seems as normal as possible. "I'm fine. I just remembered something important about the wedding, that's all." I breathed deeply again, trying to keep control of my body, but it was hard and harder to pretend nothing was happening under the table.
"What?" Pam asked.
"What what?" I asked her back quickly trying to keep the conversation.
"What detail of the wedding you just remember?" I was sure Pam knew something else was happening but she wanted to torture me.
"Um…" to focus when Eric's fingers were causing me an incredible orgasm was not easy, I swear it wasn't. "You know, I like to be sure that everything is…" I had to stop talking to breathe normally again, "okay. Everything is okay but a wedding is always complicated and I need…you know, oh God…I need to know everything…everything…oh my God…ohhhh…" Okay, I was moaning non-stop so deny the obvious would have been absurd and ridiculous.
"Sookie, are you sure you're okay?" Amelia asked, giggling.
Shit. I was sure she knew exactly what was going on but I couldn't get mad at Eric because I had all started.
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"Oh. My. God. I want to hide and die! What a shame!" I yelled and threw myself on the couch when we got home. "The whole restaurant must have thought…oh God…"
"Sookie, calm down," Eric said chuckling.
I got off the couch and glared at him. "I can't calm down! I can't, Eric! Do you realize what has happened?" I started to walk back and forth endlessly, trying to understand how I could be so stupid to start something I knew it would end badly. "Pam and Amelia will think that…"
"They won't think anything, Sookie. I promise."
"How do you know?" I hated seeing him so relaxed. I needed someone to accompany me in my panic attack, but instead he was just standing there looking at me with a crooked smile on his lips. "I just wanted to play a bit, but…" I was about to burst in tears but Eric was faster, put his arms around me and took me back to the couch.
"Listen to me, okay?" I nodded and pouted for a few seconds, but I managed to control the tears. "Pam and Amelia won't remember anything that happened because they were too drunk and I assure you that their party didn't end at the restaurant. Don't worry, okay? Besides, what does it matter, huh?" I wanted to protest, but Eric shushed me putting his finger on my lips. "What we've done in the restaurant was amazing, I loved it and I assure you it's been the sexiest and intense thing I've experienced in my whole life." I didn't know if he was telling the truth or just trying to make me feel better, but I had seen the kind of women Eric had been with and I was sure he had done things with them that I couldn't even imagine myself doing. "I love you and I don't care what others might think of me, because I have the most wonderful woman to my side and that's something no one else could understand."
"I love you, too," I whispered.
"Besides," he said arching an eyebrow and grinning wickedly, "thanks to our little show I'm pretty sure that waiter will think twice before looking at you again," I couldn't help laughing with him when I stopped to think about it.
Yes, I felt like a fool for being embarrassed because it was amazing when I felt his fingers giving me pleasure while the rest of the people in the restaurant were around us without knowing what was happening. Well, almost all of them. Eric was right, I shouldn't feel ashamed of what other people might think when it was clear my future husband knew how to give me an incredible orgasm even in a crowded room or with strange people around us. Yeah, I felt lucky and happy, shame was something I'd leave for another time.
As the day of our wedding. God, I wanted that day to already come, but the mere thought that we would be the center of attention scared me. I wasn't used to all eyes looking at me and in less than a week that would be exactly what was going to happen.
"Sookie, are you tired?" I kept thinking about what might happen in Bon Temps and everything was more terrifying than the last. But I couldn't help wondering why the hell I didn't stop thinking so negatively. I was getting married, dammit! I wasn't doing anything wrong but I knew there were people in Bon Temps who were going to try to make me feel guilty. Guilty? Why the hell should I feel guilty? "Sookie, can you hear me?" I was sitting on the couch, with the tea Eric had prepared me on the table, and he knelt in front of me and looked into my eyes while his hands were cupping my face. "Sookie, what is it?"
I smiled automatically as my eyes blocked in his. "Nothing." Eric raised an eyebrow, indicating that he didn't believe me, but they were just stupid things and I was too embarrassed to talk about them. No need to share with him that I felt like a fool. "I'm fine," I said smiling again.
"No, not true. What has you so worried? Tell me, please." He sat beside me on the couch and put my legs on his lap until I was close enough to him. "My lover, you know you can tell me anything." I knew it. It was amazing how much he worried for me, even when they were just bullshit.
"I don't want any problems during our wedding." I said without thinking.
Eric frowned, but chuckled. "Problems? Are we expecting problems?" he asked me, teasing me.
"The kind of problems often haunt us since everybody learned we are a couple, you know: Shannon Tale, Bill Compton, car accidents, calcinations of private property and surprise shipments with license plates inside," I answered him. "You know, that sort of thing."
Eric sighed and patted my leg softly while memorizing every mark on my skin. "That won't happen."
"You can't know that," I added quickly, "none of us can know what's going to happen. Bill is obsessed with me and I'm sure he'll try to ruin our wedding with his bullshit. In addition, there are still many unknowns about what's happening and I'm not sure that's a good idea to marry so soon and…"
Eric stopped me by putting one of his fingers on my lips. Apparently it was his favourite way to shut me up. "I want to marry you as soon as possible, Sookie. Don't think for a second that something about all that is happening is our fault, because it is not. There are people out ther,e unable to be happy and can not accept reality. That is not our problem, do you understand?" I nodded, but he continued talking. "I assure you that I regret to have met this woman, I wish I never had anything to do with her, but it happened and I can't change it. I'll be damned if I'm willing to allow her, Compton or any other person in this world to spoil what we have."
"But…"
"But nothing." He added firmly. "Nothing will stand between us, ever."
I believed him because I loved and felt safe to his side, as if nothing could hurt me but I couldn't help thinking there were people out there who would be willing to do anything to separate us.
"Do you believe me, Sookie?"
My eyes opened wide. Of course I believed him, he had always been honest with me and the fact that he was asking me something like made me feel guilty because maybe I hadn't been able to prove him my trust in him in an obvious way. "Of course I believe you, Eric. Hey, I'm sorry, I know I've been behaving strangely lately, but I have so many things to think about…I know that's no excuse and I'm not pretending it to be but sometimes I feel overwhelmed by everything is happening."
"I'd never allow anyone or anything to hurt you."
"I already know." I pulled my legs away from him and straddled him. I needed to feel him close to me. "You realize you're the only person able of making me feel like the luckiest girl in the world, don't you?" Eric said nothing, just stroked my arms up and down and looked at me with love in his eyes. "No one ever has been able to love me the way you do, like I was all you needed."
"You're everything I need, Sookie." I smiled and kissed him chastely on the lips.
"You are my whole world. Eric, you have been from the beginning even when we argued and fought all the time, do you remember?" he chuckled and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"Of course I remember."
"Then I thought you were an arrogant womanizer who was only interested in sex and expected nothing more from life…but over the past few months you've shown me that I was wrong, completely wrong." I kissed him again but this time more passionate as I felt his arms around my waist pushing me against him.
We were kissing passionately, our bodies seeking for friction against each other and struggling to keep breathing until our lips parted, and Eric started kissing my neck in a way that was driving me crazy. God, how much I enjoyed with this man.
"Eric…" I moaned as his lips did not stop giving me the greatest pleasure as they moved around my throat and chin. "Don't stop, please…Eric, don't you dare to stop…"
"I wouldn't dream of it," and before I could react to his words his lips kissed me behind my ear, one of the most sensitive places of my body and that I hadn't discovered until I met Eric. It was like he had a map of my body and knew exactly what I wanted at any time.
I was sinking my hands in his hair, trying to get him as close to me as possible but his lips never stopped and I was beginning to lose control of my body. I couldn't think clearly but didn't want him to stop, I just wanted to let myself go and enjoy some private time with my future husband.
"Eric…oh my God…I love you. Eric, I love you…please don't stop, don't stop, please…" Eric's hands had begun to undo the yoga pants I had put on when we got home and I could feel his warm and strong hands began to lift my t-shirt until he completely removed it and tossed it down on the other side of the couch. He was stroking my breasts and a second later bent his head and buried his nose and lips between my breasts while his hand was caressing one of them through my lace bra, slowly making my nipple completely hard and repeating later with my other breast.
"Oh my fucking God…" I was enjoying every touch, every kiss and every reaction from Eric but nothing could prepare me for what came later.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Was really someone knocking on the door? Eric kept kissing the top of my breasts as if nothing had happened but I had heard someone knocking on the door. I was completely sure.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
What the fuck? It was late, past midnight and someone was knocking on our door while Eric and I were enjoying what was becoming a great night but our unexpected visitor did not seem to surrender. Or visitors when I started hearing voices.
"Come on Eric, open the fucking door, we know you two are there." Pam said loud enough so we could hear her through the thick door. "I can hear Sookie moaning non-stop."
"Fuck!" Eric whispered when it was obvious that we had been discovered.
"You'd better open the door," I said while trying to reach my t-shirt. "They won't leave."
Eric sighed and helped me get up from him. I whimpered when he rose to go open the door as he was buttoning his pants.
"What the fuck are you two doing here?" Was the first thing out of his mouth when he opened the door and found them waiting in front of the door.
"Pammy and I were having a great time," Amelia began saying while she made her way into the house and jumped on the couch next to me, "and then we realized it was not fair that we were just having fun alone, because we're all friends and we should be together all the time."
"Ames, are you drunk?"
Amelia chuckled and nodded. "Of course I'm drunk, Sook, but it doesn't matter right now. See, I just realized my best girlfriend is getting married and I'll be her maid of honor and it's great, but I have no idea what we are going to gift you for the wedding." What the hell was she talking about? I looked at Eric for help but he was dealing with his own problems and with an even drunker Pam.
"Ames, baby, don't worry, you don't have to gift us anything because…"
"Bullshit, Sookie!"
"What?"
"It's your wedding, the most important day of your life and you have to have presents, lots of presents because that's the most impor…important…" she said when she regained her breath. She was drunker when we arrived to the restaurant and I was asking myself how long they have enjoyed their party after we had left. "So…" I thought she was going to keep talking nonsense but instead she fell asleep.
She fell asleep on our couch.
"Eric…" Eric was walking out the kitchen and I just assumed he would have given something to Pam for her drunkenness but when he saw Amelia he rolled his eyes and stood before the couch. "We can't kick them out."
Eric nodded, shook his head and carried Amelia up to the guest room. He let her gently down on the bed and I took care of her shoes and put a blanket over her when Eric returned to the bedroom carrying Pam as well. I did the same with her and Eric closed the door softly.
"I'll kill them tomorrow," Eric said and we returned to our bedroom.
"Good night, sweetie," I kissed him quickly on the lips and got into bed.
"Wait, we're not going to continue where we left?" I sat in bed and stared at him.
"I'm sure you're not talking seriously, because I'm not going to make love to you while we have two drunken lesbians in the bedroom next door."
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"Morning," Eric and I said at the same time when Pam walked into the kitchen with her dress and no shoes.
"Hello," she replied with a just a whisper as she headed towards the coffee maker, but Eric stopped her and handed her a cup of freshly brewed coffee. "What happened last night? How did we get here?"
Eric and I were trying not to laugh, but it was impossible. Pam usually was capable to have everything under control but last night was too much for her, or not enough, who knows? She took a huge sip from the cup Eric had handed her and sat in the chair. "My head is going to explode."
"Well, maybe it has something to do with the amount of alcohol you drank last night," I said to her trying not to laugh. "And when we left the restaurant you were better than you looked later, so I guess the party went on until much later. Tell me, where were you two?"
Eric didn't say a word and although he wanted to be angry about what happened last night I knew he couldn't, and much less with Pam. They were like siblings and fights were normal between them but they didn't last.
"I don't know, it was a new club. Amelia had been talking about it for days so we thought it was a good idea. Sookie, what's the difference? Besides, we would take a taxi when we left but she started talking about the wedding and that she was really happy for you and then decided to come here." She said everything like it was normal, and continued drinking her coffee.
"Do you realize I could have kicked your asses out of my house last night?" Eric asked her half-jokingly. "Sookie and I were about to go to sleep and…"
"Come on Eric! We both knew that wasn't what was happening. You two were about to fuck and I'm sure the whole damn building was listening so don't lie to me." I didn't want to get into their conversation but they, Ames and Pam, were the ones who interrupted us just before enjoying a good sex marathon.
"You owe me one for this," Eric said, and a few minutes later Amelia joined us in the kitchen. She looked worse than Pam, so I figured the night had been fun.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Amelia did not seem in the mood for jokes. She always had bad wake up and I was sure the hangover was not helping much. "How are you feeling?"
"As if I was hit by a bus. Is there coffee?"
"Sure." I went to get up, but Eric was faster than me and he put a cup of coffee in front of Amelia.
"Thanks."
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The wedding was getting closer and even Pam, Amelia and Claude had done a great job I couldn't help making sure everything would be ready on time, because the last thing I needed right now was more trouble.
"So, invitations, flowers, catering and everything else is ready, right?" Claude rolled his eyes again. I had lost count of the times he had done it and I knew he was tired of me asking him questions all the time but I couldn't help it. It was his job, I knew it, but I was the bride and wanted everything to be absolutely perfect. "What about guests? Does everyone have confirmed attendance?"
"Yes, Sookie." Claude answered, sighing.
"Because everything's been very sudden and I wasn't sure…"
"Sookie!" he yelled at me and I stopped immediately. "Listen to me, okay?" I nodded and let him talk. "It's not my first time doing this, I assure you, but you're driving me insane. If you keep asking me questions I'm sure my head is going to explode."
"I'm sorry."
"I don't want you to apologize, just let me do my job, okay? I promise everything will be perfect because Pam and Amelia have made sure every single detail is ready, so it'll be an intimate and beautiful wedding, just what you wanted."
I rose from my chair and began pacing back and forth. "I don't know what's wrong with me. When I thought I had more time I wasn't so nervous, but I suddenly felt like one of those girls in the movies trying to organize a perfect wedding with not enough time for it."
"I understand." He stood up and walked towards me. "Hey, I've been doing this for years and I know nerves can be awful for a bride, but you need to calm down, okay? It is not good you stress about something is not important in the end and Pam also told me you need to rest so you are going to sit in that chair and I'll worry for everything else."
Amelia was wrong when she was drunk that night when she told me that she hadn't gifted me anything. It was not true. Pam and she had given me the best gift I could have received; Claude Crane.
Eric POV
I was in my office finishing with some pictures Pam had sent me and it was completely boring. There was not much to do when I decided to postpone work until after the honeymoon. Suddenly the door opened and Sookie appeared wearing a black leather mini skirt, boots and a white sweater that showed off her tan skin and beautiful breasts.
"My lover, what are you doing here?" She didn't say a word; she just blocked the door with a chair, closed all the blinds and turned off the lights. The only light in the room came from my computer's screen and when she finished with the blinds she smiled and walked towards me. "Sookie?"
"I miss you," I raised an eyebrow, because it had only been a couple of hours since we'd been together and she wasn't wearing the clothes she wore at this time. "I can't stop thinking about you and it was driving me insane at home." She sat on my lap, straddling me while her skirt was lifting slightly when she separated her legs. "I've tried everything, Eric. I've showered twice and both times I've masturbated myself thinking of you. Afterwards, I was laying in bed, I've done it again; I've touched me again and it was the same in the living room couch. I'm so hot that I'm unable to control myself and I needed to see you. I needed to see you and be close to you so I called a cab and told the driver to bring me up here as quickly as possible." She began kissing my neck, biting slightly and I knew I'd have a hickey after a few hours.
"Sookie, baby, are you…are you okay?" I was the one who was not okay. I began having serious problems maintaining concentration and when her hands dropped to my erection and began stroking me, I knew I had no choice. Sookie had a mission and was ready to get away with it.
"Oh God…" I moaned while Sookie was pressing herself harder against me and I could feel the heat emanating from her tiny body. "Sook, baby, I don't think…" but she began masturbating me harder and I forgot what the fuck I was saying. I couldn't think of anything else, only in her small hands making me feel as if I had died and gone to heaven. "Fuck, Sookie…don't stop…" but she suddenly stopped and I looked at her desperately. I couldn't believe she was so cruel to me, especially when she was the one who had begun. "What is it?"
She blushed deeply and I was asking myself what was the reason. Sookie had learned not to be embarrassed about sex, I had convinced her that pleasure was not something you need to hide, but quite the opposite.
"What is it, little one?" I stroked her hair and looked at her frowning. "Sookie, look at me." Her beautiful blue baby eyes penetrated into mine and I could see she wanted to tell me something but she was scared. Why didn't she tell me?
"Sookie…"
"I have a fantasy," she whispered quickly, "but I'm not sure it's a good idea because…"
"What fantasy?" I wanted her to tell me, even though it was silly, because she was the sweetest person in the world and I was the luckiest bastard on Earth so I was willing to do anything for her. "Come on, tell me, it can't be so bad."
She was still blushing but there was lust in her eyes so I knew she was about to tell me.
"Come on…"
"I want to have sex with you in this office and I want to crawl under your desk and suck your cock until every drop of your semen is down my throat and my pussy is dripping with no control because the only thing possible of extinguish the fire inside me would feel your huge dick entering me and thrusting me again and again and again until our combined screams of pleasure can be heard throughout this building."
All right, if I had managed to keep thinking before and I was completely lost now. I'd never seen her like this before, so desperate and direct…who was I cheating? I loved seeing my Sookie in that way, so open minded and shameless, knowing nothing of what she was doing was making her feel guilty or ashamed.
"So tell me Eric, do you think I could get under the table and help you relax a little?" she asked, whispering in my ear as her hand was sliding slowly over the edge of the table.
I nodded, unable to utter a word and immediately Sookie smiled faintly at me and slid down until she disappeared under the desk and began unbuttoning my pants. Fuck, she was killing me slowly and the erection between my legs was harder and harder, waiting anxiously for the sweet, full and soft lips of my lover were around it, sliding up and down while I was experiencing the warmth coming from her mouth. And that was exactly what she did.
"Wow…Mr. Northman, I'm afraid we have a huge problem down here," she said winking at me, "I think that I'll have to do my best to make you feel better."
Every word out of her lips had immediate effect on my cock and if I hadn't had her lips around my problem a second later I probably would have exploded. "Fuck Sookie…fuck, fuck, fuck!" It was the only coherent thing out of my mouth. "Don't stop, baby, don't stop. God, you're amazing…" she began sucking my slowly, enjoying each reaction on my part, feeling the stiffness in my dick into her mouth and the sensation was…fuck, it was fucking great! "God, this is amazing…fuck, Sookie, please, don't stop…no…don't stop, don't stop, please."
My hands were on the back of her head, holding her in place and preventing her from leaving me but I was just letting myself go. I did not want to hurt her, but concentrating was more and more complicated. Suddenly I felt her hand caressing my balls gently while still giving me the best blow job I had ever experienced and she was driving me insane. I couldn't think, couldn't speak, much less move but the only thing that was better than that was that our eyes were locked all the time and no one turned away at any time. "Fuck! Sookie…I'm so close…don't stop, please don't stop. I'm so fucking close!" Sookie kept sucking me until I exploded dramatically into her throat and she swallowed every drop 'til there was nothing left and licked me clean.
I could hardly breathe and my heart was beating at high speed, but when Sookie sat down on my table with her legs on each side of my chair I could see how beautiful and special she was. "My lover, you're amazing."
"Did you like it?"
"Sookie, you wouldn't even have to ask me, but if you really want to know, I'll tell you. It's been amazing, really, the most intense had ever happened to me in this office and I assure you that I can't still believe it was real." Sookie smiled broadly and I put my hands on each of her thighs as I was caressing them. "Your fantasy was something I had been thinking on for a long time, believe it or not, it was something I've always wanted to do with you but I dared not to ask."
"Why not?"
"Umm…well, the truth is I wasn't sure if you were ready to do this because I know you like your privacy and there's not much here, so I said nothing."
I thought she'd just say the opposite but instead she quickly bent and captured my lips in hers. The kiss was slow, full of love and passion and I didn't want to ever end but deep down I was at work and there was always someone who needed to talk to me.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
I rolled my eyes when I heard someone knocking at the door and Sookie started getting off the table but I stopped her.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to get off the table. I don't think it's a good idea to talk with whoever is knocking at the door while your fiancée is sitting on your desk with her legs open." I arched an eyebrow seductively and looked fun at her until she hit me playfully on my arm. "Pervert."
Sookie got off the table but I didn't allow her to go to far away so she stood behind me with her arms on the back of my chair.
"Come in."
Luckily Sookie made sure to pull away the chair from the door, before someone could open it and fell on their faces to the ground.
"Mr. Northman, I need to talk to you…" Tyler? Fucking awesome. I couldn't stand the guy and I knew Pam just kept him to annoy me.
"Yes, Tyler? What is the problem?" Tyler seemed nervous and kept looking at me and then Sookie, like he was sure he had interrupted something important but we were careful enough and there was nothing suspicious. "You can talk now."
Tyler cleared his throat, trying to concentrate as if he had been under the influence of a spell, but I knew what spell was; Sookie. The asshole was obsessed with her and I was sure he had tried flirting with her more than one time, but of course Sookie couldn't be rude to him, no, she couldn't although she knew perfectly that Tyler was a complete jerk.
"Hey Tyler," she waved at him from behind me, "How's it going?"
"Good, everything's good but I've missed you." WHAT?! I wanted to kill him slowly and let him clear that Sookie was mine and nobody else.
"Yeah, I know but I've been busy with the wedding, you know, there was a lot to organize."
"Yeah, I got it."
Well, it was time the conversation to get over and that's what I did. "Did you want something, Tyler? Because I'm a really busy man and was discussing some issues with my fiancée so I'm sure the rest can wait, don't you think?"
Tyler was uncomfortable; good, that's what I wanted. "Well, I'm sure of it but Miss Ravenscroft has asked me to talk to you and…"
"What is it?"
"It's about this," and he just put a brown envelope on my desk. "Miss Ravenscroft said it would be useful for you and also told me I shouldn't open it or give it to anyone else, just you."
"Thanks, Tyler," I answered him dryly. I did not like the guy, much less I liked he was always looking at Sookie. "You can leave now."
"Yes, Mr. Northman."
When the door was closed Sookie slapped me on the back of my neck.
"Ouch." I turned around and looked surprised at her. "What was that about?"
"Why do you always need to be so rude with him?" Great, just what I needed. I knew guys like Tyler because I used to be one of them and I didn't like the idea of Sookie and he being friends. "I work with him and I like him, he's a good guy and you always treat him like an idiot. I don't like it, Eric."
"I don't like Tyler, Sookie, I'm sorry but I can't help it."
Sookie just snorted, but said nothing more.
"What will this be?" I muttered to myself, looking at the envelope. There was no sender address, just my name written in black marker.
"Aren't you going to open it?" Sookie asked me and I opened the envelope to know what was inside.
"I think they're photos. It's weird, I don't take care of these things, Pam does."
I took all the photos out of the envelope. When Sookie and I looked down at them our eyes were wide when we saw them.
"Holy shit…" we both said at the same time.
