I do not own any True Blood characters. Just my own! Thanks for the adds on my smut.

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Carli met his intense gaze and he pressed her into the wall as he moved closer to her. She gasped as he slid a hand gently into her hair and stroked it behind her ear. The smallest touch sent a shiver down her spine and she stood up to kiss him slowly. He slid his hand around the back of her head to hold her there and slid the other hand around her waist and pulled her closer. She felt his tongue parting her lips and she complied, and she felt him dominating the kiss easily. Dominating her easily, and she struggled to pull away. Eric pushed her hard into the wall and she felt him pressing into her as he cupped her ass and lifted her back into the kiss. She groaned against him, and he pushed harder. Carli managed to pull away and catch her breath, and he lowered his mouth to her neck. She moaned as he seemed to touch her in her deepest places directly just with his lips on her neck, and felt herself being carried somewhere and pulled over him. Their lips met again and she could no longer stop or pull away. She moved over him as she felt him press into her, and he yanked her skirt up and stroked the soft skin that was bare against his fingers. He kissed her neck again, nipping lightly as she cried out and he moved her under him on what she decided was probably a long couch and parted her legs with his as he continued to ravage her neck. Eric pulled up and slid his hands under her shirt, as he sat above her, pushing it so that her breasts were free. He stared at them, cupping one in his large hand as he watched her face. "Why no bra, Carli?"

"I don't truly need one all of the time, and the shirt was a bit heavier than other things I have." Carli gasped as he pinched her nipple with his fingers, and she was painfully aware of the other nipple hardening as his eyes darkened. She moaned heavily as he tightened his grip and threw her head back. Eric let go long enough to yank the shirt off of her and she slid her hands up to pull him down for a kiss. She shook as he brushed her nakedness and his lips brushed hers gently as she shivered. Carli felt so exposed and she turned her head as she let her thought cloud her mind. She could still push him away and run out of the door, still stop what was happening. His lips kissed down to her waiting breast, and she felt her control wavering as he flicked her nipple with his tongue. He drew it into his mouth and grazed it with his teeth, and his groan filled her body as he arched her back to allow him more access. He continued to suck it, kiss it, and lick it and she writhed under him as he moved to the other one that was throbbing for the same attention. She moved her hands to his hair, and he bit gently as she cried out. His hand brushed the dampening panties and she bucked under him as she opened herself further to him.

Carli pushed him back to unbutton his shirt and rip it off of him, and she slid her nails down his bare chest. He pulled her over him and she kissed him deeply as he tangled his hand in her hair painfully. Their skin burned hot as they pressed together and she slid her hand to the button of his pants. He moved down her body and sucked hard on a nipple again, and she struggled to unbutton his pants. He sprung free as she did, and she allowed herself to stroke it as she gasped at the length. Her hand could not help but to slide over it since he was bare under the pants and she played with the wet tip with her thumb. Eric growled and pushed her back onto the couch. He kicked his pants off and stared at her with a challenge in his eyes, and she reached forward and slid down the boxers far enough to allow him to kick those off as well. He reached forward to touch her lips and then pushed her up to the end of the couch so her head was hanging over slightly. He moved to kneel in front of her and she felt his tip in front of her mouth, and she licked it with her tongue. The pre cum was salty, and she opened her mouth wider to allow him to ease it in. She tightened her mouth around it as he found a rhythm and she gasped as he hit deep back in her throat. She choked slightly and he everything but his swollen tip out to look at her. "Too much?" Eric asked her, and she took a breath as she licked him slowly. "I will give you a break, lover." He moved her back to that she was level on the couch, and moved between her legs. He slid down her thigh highs and then thong and she shivered in her near complete nakedness, and he licked her slowly as she moaned. He tasted her eagerly and then teased her clit with his tongue as she cried out with the pleasure, sucking it between his lips and grazing it with his teeth. The pain sent sparks through her body and she tried to grip the couch beside her. He teased it hard and she started to not recognize the sounds coming from her mouth. Just when she was about to scream at him to bring her to orgasm, fingers plunged into her and she bucked against them and threw her head back as it hit her hard again. He returned to teasing her with his tongue after licking her clean and she came against his tongue as he plunged it seep inside of her. "I still have not heard you scream." Eric told her, and she gazed at him with blurry eyes. "Just moans and cries."

Carli took a deep breath, her body and mind reeling from the few moments with him. "I'm sorry?"

"Come into my room, Carli." Eric said, and pulled her up into his arms as he kissed her. If she had not known her own desire, she would then as she tasted herself again. Their lips met hungrily as he unzipped her skirt and let it slide off of her, and she felt like she was too revealed. Her body was his then and she felt like her soul was, and she gasped as she pulled away. "I have never met anyone so willing to give, yet so reluctant at the same time. So scared." He stood up and pulled her into his room, and she stared at the large bed as she tried to fight what was happening in her own body. She wanted him to bring her to screams badly and she wanted to continue what she had started, but the wrongness of it still stuck with her. Her life was pretty much built around her long distance relationship with Ryan and could crumble if it ended, and she was be left with nothing until she could figure things out. She gazed at Eric as he looked down at her and wished she knew if he was worth that, but her trembling body told her he was worth a risk. The way her body was still sending aftershocks told her he was. Her very raw need was telling her that he was, and she walked over to the bed and lay back against the pillows as she looked at him. Eric moved next to her and leaned down to kiss her gently as he stroked her skin. He slid a hand between her legs and brought her to moans again with his fingers and kissed her. "I have wanted you since the moment I touched you that day at the gallery." His words were murmured between kisses on her body, and she arched her back as he ran his tongue over her sensitive nipple. "You are beautiful and your body is as amazing as I thought it would be. " He gently bit again and she slid her hand into his hair as she spread her legs for him to have more access to her to hold him close to her. "I understand your hesitation in this, but you're discretion is safe with me. I just want to feel you wrapped around me as tight as you were around my fingers. I want to give you want you seem to need, and what I know that I need." Carli gripped his hair tightly and he plunged a finger inside of her as she let out a primal cry, and rode against him as she felt him sliding against her insides.

"Fuck me, Eric. I want you inside." Carli pleaded, and she felt him crawl between her legs. She opened her mouth to speak but felt his tip against her, and he entered her slowly. He was big and she had not had any sex in a few weeks, and she gasped and winced as he filled her beyond capacity. He was gentle at first as he moved slowly, but the foreplay caused her to open easily and soon she was lifting her hips to meet him and he began to ride her harder.

"Are you protected at all, Carli?" Eric asked, seemingly as an afterthought.

"The pill." Carli grunted, gripping the comforter below her as she felt him touching the end of her. She began to cry out with every thrust and he hitched one of her legs over his shoulder as he took her even harder. "Oh, god. Harder, Eric. I want you to fuck me deeper." She began to pull him inside of her with her hands on his perfect ass, and he growled as he stopped holding back. His tip slid perfectly against her wetness and soon she felt the explosion coming on inside of her. Carli could not keep it in this time, and she did scream as she flooded over him what seemed like endlessly, thankful for his continued deep thrusts. She screamed his name and praises as it kept going and soon the felt him slow and he spilled inside of her. His cries echoed hers and she dropped her hands from him onto the bed as she recovered. Eric dropped on top of her and they were both quiet for a long time. Carli went from pleasure to a sense of shame as she opened her eyes, realizing that she had fucked someone other than her fiancé. She had let Eric fuck her hard and liked it, and she was ashamed to realize that. Eric turned his head to kiss her skin gently and she closed her eyes again.

"Your tight pussy felt so good." Eric told her, and she felt his damp skin on hers. "I knew you would be good, but I had no idea how much so."

"You tell that to all of the girls." Carli said weakly, and he chuckled.

"Not really. I would be finding a reason to get you out of here otherwise." Eric told her, and slid his hands up her sides. "Are you okay?"

"You were incredible, but it is strange. This night could fuck up my whole life." Carli mused aloud, sliding her hand in his hair unconsciously. "It is weird to realize how everything in your life is tied so closely together and how it could collapse."

"It won't. You are too talented for that to happen." Eric assured her, running a hand over her breast as her breath caught in her throat. The heat hit her at the same time and he felt along her hardened nipple clumsily as she moaned. "I love your nipples. They are so easy to play with." She tightened her hand in his hair and he pinched her as she cried out. "How many times in a night do you like it?"

"I think my limits have changed now." Carli told him, and he lifted his face to suck her into his mouth as she felt him move over her. She parted her legs, ready and eager and he moved to kiss her. "I want you so badly again. I want you inside of me."

"On your knees, Carli." Eric told her, and she felt him roll off of her. She moved to her knees and he pushed her forward as she moaned. His hand lightly smacked her ass and she cried out as he caressed the stinging skin. He moved himself between her legs but not inside, sliding over her wet folds as she groaned. "How bad do you want this?"

"I already begged once." Carli told him, and he gripped her hips tightly. He slid inside of her and she rode against him as he filled her again. They fucked each other harder than the first time and he came with her, both of them screaming this time. She slid forward as the combination of good sex and alcohol filled her with exhaustion, and she felt him beside her with his hand resting on her back. "I should go back to the hotel." Carli murmured, but she knew that he legs would not move. She felt the muscles inside of her still pulsing and aching slightly due to the night, and she sighed as she felt sleep overtaking her.

"Sleep. Sleep beside me." Eric told her, and she felt his lips gentle on her shoulder. She fought the waves of sleep, but soon she was unable to hold her eyes open.

She heard her phone ringing in from far away later and she opened her eyes slowly, not recognizing the deep brown wall that she was facing. She blinked and realized that she was feeling a blanket against her bare skin and that she heard breathing beside her. Her phone continued to sing and she slipped out from the covers and grabbed a piece of clothing from the floor and pulled it over herself. It covered her and she glanced back to see Eric asleep in the bed a few feet away from where she had been, and it hit her.

"Fuck, fuck fuck." Carli whispered as she stepped into the living room and found her purse that she had dropped into the floor in her haste to cheat on her fiancé. "Hello." Carli said, seeing her producer's name on the screen. She glanced at a clock in the kitchen and realized how late it was and blinked. "Oh, shit! I am late!"

"Technically, but another group needs the studio for a couple of hours to work on something. Jess said that you hurt yourself last night so I figured would cut you a break and let you come in about three hours from now. Are you okay?"

"I just twisted my ankle a little. Dancing." Carli told him hastily, and swallowed. "I will be fine and I will see you in a few hours." She hung up and sat on the floor as memories of last night flooded her. She tried to regulate here breathing as she tried to think and she shook her head. "I need to get out of here." Carli found her clothes and pulled them on in a rush, balling up her thong and shoving it into her purse as she frowned. She slid her feet into the heels and checked around for anything she left out there, refusing to go into the bedroom again. Carli stepped into the bathroom and yanked back her hair and almost groaned aloud at her hair. She removed as much as the make up as she could and shoved the thigh highs into her purse as well as an afterthought, and locked the doorknob before pulling it shut slowly. When she got to the street, she realized that the hotel was just a few blocks away and she turned her face down as she limped slightly. Her muscles still ached from the night before, and she remembered the hard sex as she felt herself shake. She could hear her screams echoing in her mind and she wanted to make all of it go away. She tried to tell herself that she was drunk, but not enough if she was remembering it. Carli had been the one that stayed instead of leaving. She saw the entrance to her lobby and hurried inside as she glanced surreptitiously around and hoped she was not recognized. Carli got into the elevator and nearly slid to the floor in relief, but she managed to make it to her room before doing so. Carli let the tears slide down her face when she knew she was alone, and cried for a long time before taking a long shower to do so more. She scrubbed every inch of her skin and got out and dried herself off. Carli ordered some breakfast since she was starving and stared out of the window at the city as she absently ate, and tried to put make up on before she left. It was useless and she yanked back her wavy hair and left to catch a cab to the studio.

Her voice was a bit rough and she could see the look on her producer's face. He called it quits early and she stared at him as she grabbed her things to leave. Jess came in and looked at her with a rueful smile and kissed his cheek. "Sorry babe. We had fun last night and probably overdid it. How is your ankle, Car?"

"Fine." Carli replied, smiling wanly. They set up a time for the next day to hopefully finish up and she got a clear warning to get some rest. "See you then." She felt the sting of tears in her eyes as she left and could already feel her life spiraling. She started back to her hotel and glanced around for something to eat for an early dinner. She grabbed a small pizza and a big bottle of water and went to her room to sit on the bed and eat. She wallowed in her sorrow in a beater and some boy shorts, and sighed when she saw Ryan calling. "Hey."

"Baby? You OK?" Ryan asked her, and she closed her eyes in the dark room. "I never heard back from you last night."

"I ended up twisting my ankle and came home and passed out. I sort of drank too much and kind of screwed up my studio time today." Carli admitted that much, and she remembered the rest with a small shudder.

"It happens, Car." Ryan assured her, and she wanted to cry again. "You're young and you slipped up. You are in New York City and I am sure that Jess suggested going out in the first place."

"You called that right." Carli nearly choked on her words, and he chuckled.

"So sleep tonight, drink loads of water, and go kill tomorrow. You can do it, Car. You're so talented and he knows that." Ryan told her, and a tear slid down her cheek. "I love you. I want to see you so badly. You got me so worked up last night that I had to take care of myself, and it is not the same as being in your tight body." Eric's words came back to her and she almost let out a sob as the guilt slammed into her. "I wish I was there so I could do all of the things I have been thinking about."

"Me too." Carli said in a cracked voice, and heard him sigh.

"You're crying. I'm sorry I am not there to comfort you. It'll be OK." Ryan told her, and she nodded silently. "Get some rest baby and call me if you need to."

"I will, Ryan. Thanks." Carli told him, and blinked her eyes.

"I love you." Ryan told her again, and she sucked her breath in.

"I love you." Carli told him, and they hung up. She let out the cry that she had been holding in the entire time, and set her phone down on the nightstand. She vowed to turn this around and put it behind her. She crawled under the covers, but memories of Eric flooded her mind and she felt herself heating up thinking about him. She could not deny that she had enjoyed it, and she whimpered as she remembered the way he had felt inside of her. Ryan loved her and was such a huge part of her life, but the raw lust was not there with him like it had been last night. It had never been present before like it was last night. "Do the right fucking thing. Just forget it. You were wasted and living in some fantasy world." Carli told herself, and curled into a ball. She slept fitfully and jumped right out of bed at her alarm and showered and was headed to the studio. She brought all of her confusion with her and put it all into the songs and was relieved when she heard that she could be done in two days. She hugged the producer goodbye and left with a smile as she headed for a bite to eat. Carli ended up in a diner, nibbling on a burger and idly writing some songs for the future. She glanced up at the street beside her and noticed a tall figure leaving her hotel. She recognized the slicked back hair immediately and her heart caught in her throat as she stared at Eric. His face was deep in thought and he looked frustrated as he walked down the street, and her mind raced as it wondered what he wanted if he was indeed there for her. Carli watched him until her was out of sight and dropped her head onto the table as she sighed loudly. She needed to get home and away from him as fast as possible, and she felt her body heating up just at the distant sight of him as she closed her eyes.