I do not own Eric, though I have many naughty thoughts about him all of the time. I will share them with you here and now, so enjoy and drop me your thoughts if you would!
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Carli sat on the couch in one of his button ups, and looked down at her thigh highs as he got their drinks for their lunch. She shook her head and he looked curiously at her as he walked back over to them. "What is it?"
"You left these on." Carli said, and he grinned at her.
"It was very sexy to bend you over and see those on." Eric assured her, handing her his sandwich. "Here you go, my eager little lover." She snorted and took it, unwrapping it slowly as she felt his gaze on her. She took a slow bite, loving the taste of the food and realizing she would miss it during her absence. She thought about Chicago and all of her favorite places to eat there, her favorite places to visit. Carli could practically taste the turkey that Ryan's mom made so well, and smell the kitchen as she worked in it. Eric's voice interrupted her thoughts and she shook her head and looked at him.
"I'm sorry, Eric. What?"
"When are you leaving, Carli?" His voice was low, and she heard his discontent with it.
"In three days we fly back." Carli replied, and did not look at him.
"How long will you be there?" Eric asked, and she sighed out loud.
"Awhile. I am going to be meeting with them to get ready to record, there is the holiday, and then we go to the studio. It will be about three weeks, at least." Carli told him, and glanced his way.
"When we got together, I pictured the holiday with you. I would cook a great meal and we would decorate a tree, and make love in front of it with only the lights of the tree on." Eric said, and she felt a sting in her eyes. "I guess that won't be happening."
"My family is there in Chicago. I have spent it there for years now." Carli said softly, and he nodded. "I can't imagine not being there with the family and my friends."
"I know." Eric said, and they sat in silence as they finished their food. She went to get dressed in her clothes and he walked in as she looked up. "You don't have to go."
"I have things to pick up before my trip, Eric. I can't just stay here and ignore my life." Carli told him, and he nodded and glanced at the clock.
"I do have an event soon." Eric said in a resigned voice, and she pulled her skirt on slowly. She pulled her shirt back on and fixed her hair, finding her underwear and hoodie as she glazed at him. "Come here tomorrow night, Carli. I want to see you if I can before I lose you again."
"Me, too." Carli replied, and they stared at each other for a long moment before he leaned in to kiss her deeply. She slid her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer, and slid her tongue into his mouth eagerly. She barely got out of there without getting her clothes torn off again, and she stumbled into the elevator slowly with heavy eyes. She heard the voice of an eager fan and smiled weakly as she looked up to return the greeting, and walked out onto thr street with the girl. Carli found a store and wandered in, seeking the perfect sweater for Thanksgiving for the cold weather they were having. She looked at this and wandered over to that, and held up a burnt orange sweater to herself as she gazed in the mirror. She saw the other pair of eyes watching her. Carli met the blue eyes and stared for a moment and hastily looked at the scoop neck sweater, and put it back.
"It suits you, but I would like you in something a little more feminine of a color myself." Pam said, walking up to her and looking hesitantly at her. "Hello, Carli." She looked closer at Carli and her eyebrow rose slowly. "You have that wild look about you, darling. Have you been with Eric today?"
"This is for Thanksgiving, Pam. It should be in a fall color." Carli told her, and Pam stared at her. Carli could not lie to her, and she dropped the act as she sighed. "I was. I just left."
"He always gave you that just got fucked really hard look." Pam said softly, and Carli looked at her.
"You did as well." Carli said, and Pam smiled appreciatively.
"Do I get a turn as well?"
"I am dealing with what I just did, Pam. Slow down a little." Carli said, trying to focus on the clothes around her.
"Let me help you." Pam offered, and Carli looked at her. Pam began to look, and they shared looks here and there as they began to find things for her to try on. Carli went into the dressing room and began to pull the shirts over her head to try them, and she hesitantly stepped out to show Pam her favorites. The women managed to find a deep plum sweater and a pair of black slacks for Carli, and they paused outside of the store. "I assume you're leaving for the holiday then?"
"For quite awhile." Carli replied, not wanting to do this again.
"Can I see you before you go?"
"Alone?" Carli asked, and Pam met her eyes.
"Unless you want to be the happy threesome again?" Pam asked her, and Carli shivered. "It really fell apart, didn't it?"
"It did." Carli replied, and looked down. "I'll call you. Maybe?"
"I'll take that." Pam told her, and Carli watched her walk away. She let her eyes linger on her ass in the tight fitting jeans, and Pam glanced over her shoulder as their eyes met. Carli clutched her bag and went to a few other stores before returning home to find Travis sitting on the couch with his guitar.
"Hey, Car. I got you some of those Thai noodles on the way home. They are in the fridge." Travis told her, and she smiled at him. "What did you buy?"
"Something for Thanksgiving." Carli replied, and held up the pants and the sweater. "Should I dye my hair purple to match?"
"You'll look beautiful." Travis told her, and she smiled at him as she met his gaze. "Doing the usual?"
"Yeah, Ryan's. It'll be weird, but would not be right not to be there." Carli replied, and looked at him. "Will you be there at all?"
"I always am, Carli." Travis assured her, and she felt sadness sweep over her. She covered it by going into her room and putting her clothes away, and threw her other stuff on the bed. She started the shower and closed the bathroom door, pulling off her clothes and stepping under the steam and the hot water. She cleaned away the day, and washed the lust and desire of he day off of her skin. Carli got out and brushed her hair and pulled on a long tee and some leggings and went to get her noodles from the fridge. She heated them up and brought the plate to the couch with a glass of wine, and Travis smiled at her.
"So good. Thanks a lot." Carli told him, and he slid a hand through her damp hair slowly as he looked at her. Their eyes locked and she slid her hand up to meet his. "Travis."
"I am glad you're here for me." Travis told her, and she intertwined her fingers through his.
"I feel the same." Carli told him, and she sipped her wine nervously. He leaned in to kiss her softly, and she took a slow breath as he pulled away slightly. He kissed her again, his lips urging hers to part after awhile, and she turned her head. "I don't know if this is a good idea, Trav."
"You haven't thought about it? Not even after what happened between us on the tour?"
"Of course. I just worry about us being such good friends for a long time and ruining it by having sex." Carli told him, and he winced.
"It would not be so clinical, Carli. It would be evolving." Travis told her, and she looked down at the floor. "Is there something else?"
"I…..I saw Eric today." Carli admitted, talking to her best friend Travis and not the one that wanted to be with her.
"I guess I would be sloppy seconds then tonight." Travis said, and she stared at him with flashing eyes. "Why do you keep going to what makes you unhappy? Is it because of what happened this year or something?"
"I'm not sure." Carli admitted, and he pulled his hand away from her as she dropped hers.
"Just Eric or Pam as well?"
"Not Pam." Carli said, a little too quickly.
"Will you be okay to leave in three days? I don't want you wallowing through the studio time and wrecking it." Travis told her, and she winced. "We have a job to do."
"Ouch." Carli said, sipping her wine again. She sat quietly as she took slow bites of her food, and Travis turned on a favorite movie on the TV. They watched it together, and she watched him go to the guest room and close the door much later. She got up and cleaned her plate and glass and stared out of the kitchen window for a long moment. Carli picked up her phone and dialed slowly, speaking softly as Eric answered. She went into her room and changed into some jeans and a heavy sweater, and pulled on a jacket before leaving the apartment. She hurried through the rain to his apartment and into the elevator, knocking sharply on the door as she arrived. He was only dressed in lounge pants, and she eyed him hungrily as she slid her arms up his chest.
"It's not tomorrow." Eric told her, and she leaned in to bite his nipple. He slid his hand into her wavy hair and held her there, and she sucked him into her mouth.
"I had some wine and I started thinking about you." Carli told him, her body tightening deep inside. "I started getting turned on and all warm and fuzzy inside."
"I can find a way to do something about that." Eric said, turning her to the wall and looking down at her. He cupped her face between his hands and kissed her, and she slid her hands around his waist. It was easy to slip her fingers under his clothing and she heard him hiss as she slid them down the smooth skin of his ass and pull away. Eric pushed her away and slid her jacket off, dropping it to the floor. His eyes were wide and a deep blue, and she pulled her sweater off eagerly to reveal the black and pink lace bra that she had chosen for the night. Eric pushed her back against the wall and unbuttoned her jeans, yanking them down as she kicked them off. He slid his hands down to pull her up to him and she slid her arms around his neck, kissing him again deeply. "I love you, Carli." Eric whispered, and she answered him by sliding her tongue into his mouth to meet his as he pressed against her hard. They ended up in the bedroom, and he threw her onto the bed and ripped off the underwear that matched the bra and dove between her legs. She moaned as his tongue explored her, and his hands parted her legs to slide it inside of her. She rode his long tongue, crying out as the pressure inside of her threatened to release. She moaned his name as she came against his tongue and heard him digging in the drawer next to her. She relaxed on the mattress as she felt a cool tip against her throbbing clit, and the low hum of a vibrator. She arched her back and moaned, opening her eyes to see his eyes trained on what he was doing.
"You don't want me?" Carli asked, biting her lip as the sensation hit her.
"Oh, I do. Just not this way. I want to watch your face as I tease you the way I used to like watching." Eric told her, and she pulled her legs up and spread them since he was busy. She knew that he meant he wanted to fuck her in the ass, and she cried out as he increased the speed. She also knew what he was referring to as she moaned from the tip moving up and down her wet center.
"You mean when Pam used this on me?" Carli asked, and bucked as she felt another orgasm.
"I liked that the best, watching your face. Knowing someone else was making you cum so hard was very much a turn on for me." Eric told her, and she felt him hold it to her clit and turn it up further as he turned it up even more. She fought screaming and threw her head back as she bit her lip hard. She felt her legs trembling as she came hard and long, and he took that chance to slide it inside of her as he turned it down again. He fucked her slowly, but deeply, and she moaned softly. He told her to beg for it harder, and soon she was pleading with him. He turned up the speed and slid it right against her sweet spot as she moved her hips with his faster rhythm. He knew she was close again when he turned it all the way up and plunged it hard and fast inside of her as she cried out his name. She could not move afterwards, and he rolled her to her stomach slowly as she sighed. She felt his hands sliding over her ass, placing pillows under her so she was at a better level. They slid between her cheeks and over her opening, sliding down into her wetness to penetrate her slowly as she moaned. He deepened each thrust until she begged him to take her, and she heard him get the lube and then grip her hips. He guided himself inside and she felt just what their previous act had done for him. He took her slow at first, then harder and deeper as she cried out with the pressure. She loved the way he growled as he came hard, and she felt him twitching inside of her as he did. Eric pulled out slowly and dropped next to her as they both took deep breaths. "I love your tight ass." Eric told her, and she looked at him. "I love your tight pussy as well."
"Good." Carli said, sliding her hand over to stroke his half erect cock with her fingers slowly. "You're not so bad yourself."
"I gathered as much when you showed up at my doorstep tonight." Eric said, and she giggled softly. "I was told that you saw Pam this afternoon."
"Yeah. She helped me pick my outfit for Thanksgiving." Carli replied, and played with his tip.
"She wants to see you. I could see it in her eyes, but you don't want to see her?" Eric asked, and she met his gaze.
"I am here with you, and that is what I want." Carli said, and he slid his finger over her lips.
"Yet you'll walk away so easily."
"You knew what I was when we met. You knew my life was busy." Carli reminded him again, and he gazed at her. He sat up and walked out of the room, and she closed her eyes wearily. She felt him next to her again, and he pulled her over him to kiss her. He unhooked her bra and pulled it off and stroked her back gently as they kissed slowly. He slid his hands through her hair and she ended up resting her head on his chest as she fought falling asleep. She memorized the feel of his skin against hers, tucking it away in her mind as she bit her lip. She wondered if he was doing the same as he stroked her skin over and over, kissing her hair from time to time.
"Stay with me tonight." Eric told her softly, and she opened her eyes.
"I have the radio show tomorrow. It was kind of sudden." Carli said, and heard him sigh. "I have to get up at six and you shouldn't have to wake up as well."
"I don't mind." Eric told her, and she rested her chin on his chest and looked at him.
"Call me later in the day." Carli suggested, and he nodded slowly. She left later, dressing slowly as she looked at him. He kissed her at the door and she called a cab from the elevator and headed home, finding the apartment still dark when she got there. Travis must have fallen asleep, and she snuck quietly into her room and cursed the fact she was getting three hours of sleep. Carli pulled on a big shirt and crawled under the covers, falling asleep quickly after her night. It seemed like five minutes later when her phone chimed, and she grabbed it to throw it against the door. Travis opened it then, and stared at her as she clenched her hand around it to stop.
"You okay to do this?" Travis asked, and she sighed. "Take a shower and we'll get a very big coffee on the way."
"Sure. OK." Carli murmured, and closed her eyes. "Then a very long nap afterwards after we eat." Travis headed to his bathroom and her into hers for showers, and she pulled on a pair of jeans and a big hoodie for the day. Carli brushed her hair and put on just enough make up to look alive, and met Travis in the living room. He was in jeans and a hoodie as well, and she ruffled his messy hair with one hand as she grinned at him. He gave her a dark look, and she stared at him as she remembered last night. "Sorry." Carli told him, stepping away and grabbing her purse. They left, stopped for coffee, and took a cab to the station. They seemed to be fine when they got there, and Carli breathed another silent sigh of relief.
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