Calleigh allowed Eric to lead her out of the building, which was practically deserted and thank heaven because if Calleigh hadn't been as tired or as horny, she might protest to being dragged out of the building like some caveman's prize.

Eric pushed her up against her car and she held back a moan that would have been heard across the parking lot. He opened the door and backed Calleigh into the seat, keeping his lips pressed against hers and his hand moving up her thigh toward the crotch of her pants. Calleigh gasped when he pressed his thumb against her and he pulled away abruptly and ran around the other side to get in the car.

The drive to Calleigh's felt like an eternity and they were honked at three times for kissing at a red light but Eric didn't care. He wanted her and he didn't want to wait any longer.

In the lobby of her apartment, he pushed her against the wall again and Calleigh worried she would have to arrest them later for public indecency. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, not stopping until he reached her door, unlocked it and they were inside.

He kicked off his shoes and walked down her hallway, silent as one hand held her butt and the other worked on taking her shoes off.

Eric tossed her onto the bed and took his shirt off in one fluid movement. He undid the buckle of his pants and looked at her body, hungry for her. Calleigh licked her lips and she moved to take off her pants but Eric shook his head no.

Climbing on top of her, Eric kissed her deeply and took her hands to hold them over her head with one hand. With his other hand he pulled her shirt up around her breasts and began working on her pants. She struggled under him, wanting to touch him back but he held her tighter.

"Don't move," he said to her and sat back on his heels to pull her pants off the rest of the way and remove her shirt.

Eric settled himself on top of her again and thrust his hips against hers. Calleigh moaned at the feeling of his arousal against her and she pressed her hips against his. The cool feeling of metal was now around her wrist and Calleigh snapped her gaze on Eric as he handcuffed her left wrist to one of the bars on her headboard.

"Eric..." Calleigh started but Eric cut her off and kissed her deeply.

His hands moved to her underwear and he bit her hip, sucking on the flesh hard, causing her to cry out as her alabaster skin flushed. One finger moved to touch her and he smiled to find she was aroused. Calleigh bit her lip, preparing herself for Eric's touch but he pulled away. Taking her hips, Eric turned her over onto her stomach and pressed himself against her.

"Stay there," he whispered and Calleigh nodded as he took off his boxer shorts.

Calleigh realised his intentions when he pulled her onto her knees and she looked at him over her shoulder, waiting. He entered her in one smooth thrust, she was wet for him and she shouted, her fingers clutching at the bedspread.

Eric had never felt the need to be in control, as much as he wanted her at that moment. She arched her back as he moved his hands over her back down to her hips. Using his hands on her hips to dominate her, Eric pushed hard and she collapsed onto her elbows, moaning.

"You're so wet," Eric moaned, accenting each word with a hard thrust.

If it had been any other man, she would have been worried in the car when he didn't speak. They wouldn't have made it to the handcuff, let alone to her apartment. It was exciting, being taken by a man who respected her as a strong woman. Calleigh knew, if it were anyone else, she would be at home alone instead of naked, on all fours being fucked.

It was so primal, Eric taking her on the bed this way. Eric was so strong but he had never exuded his strength with anyone except for a witness - this was a side of the man who grew up with three sisters Calleigh had never seen.

She could feel her climax approaching as her excitement grew at the submissive position she was in.

"Eric," she started and Eric cut her off, thrusting harder and she came, shouting his name. Eric finished with her and he rubbed her back, leaning down to kiss it. Laying beside her, Eric allowed her to turn over and he kissed her softly.

Calleigh pulled on her handcuffed wrist and gave him a questioning look. "Um, Eric?"

Eric reached for the key on the night stand and unlocked her wrist, rubbing the reddened flesh. "Sorry."

Calleigh wasn't worried about her wrist but his behaviour. "Want to tell me what that was all about?"

He kissed her again and shook his head. "I just... I wanted you. I needed you to be mine."

Calleigh sat up, wrapping her arms and legs around around him. "I am."

Eric looked at her. "I saw you with Ryan in the lab and I felt jealous."

The look in his eyes was honest and Calleigh knew not to brush it off. "You don't ever need to be jealous," she said as she kissed his shoulder.

Eric lifted his arm around her to pull her onto his lap. Straddling his thighs, Calleigh kissed his lips, her tongue pushing into his mouth and tasting his.

"I'm yours," Calleigh insisted. "You don't need to even question it."

"You're not mad? I didn't use a condom and you're not mad?" he asked and she shook her head. Eric smiled softly and he kissed her neck. "I just can't help myself with you."

"A girl could use a little warning first. It took me by surprise but I won't say I didn't like it," Calleigh smiled shyly, and pulled herself tighter against his body. "I can't say I blame you, southern women are hard to get out of the system."

"I'm addicted," he said with a smile and stood up, to lay her on the bed.

As he kissed her neck, a loud rumble came from her stomach and she laughed, embarrassed.

"I think you should feed me first," Calleigh said and kissed him on his chin.

Eric stood up slowly. "I need to get some clothes from my apartment anyway."

"Are you staying here tonight?" Calleigh asked as she pulled on her underwear and jeans.

Eric shook his head. "I'm heading over to Valera's -"

Calleigh threw Eric's shirt at his head. "Funny."

"Not until after I make a pit stop at Justine's from Q.D..," Eric teased.

Calleigh put her hands on her hips but she hardly looked intimidating, standing in her jeans and bra. "You're buying me dinner."

"You can order something and I'll get the tab," Eric said as he made his way to the door. "I'll be back in half an hour."

Calleigh hugged her self, smiling at the intimacy of what had just happened. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach fluttering away and making her smile. She was sure she was falling in love with this man and she didn't want to stop it.