A/N: Sorry if it is taking me a bit longer than usual to update, but if you'll bear with me, I am very nearly back on track.

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SPOV

My eyes had fluttered open and I noticed that the sun had begun setting in the sky. I dimly wondered why my bed felt so lumpy, hard and hot. Then realization hit.

Oh, god!

I had fallen asleep on Eric. I was now wrapped completely around his torso, like I was holding onto a teddy bear. But I didn't really want to move, even though my foot was asleep. He felt so good in my arms.

His chest rose and fell in a smooth rhythm, lifting and lowering my head in the process. It was soothing. My fingers traced the plains of his chest delicately through his thin T-shirt.

This man was too perfect. My Gran loved him already. And that really said something. He was handsome. No, he was beautiful. Everything about him was beautiful. It should seriously be wrong for him to be so gorgeous. He could have any woman he wanted with the way he looks, and yet there he was lying underneath me.

Unfortunately, I could no longer stand the tingling in my foot that had made its way up my leg, and I was going to have to move.

I tried to push off his chest gently, but he wasn't allowing it. Eric's hand was wrapped around my back holding me tightly, while the other gripped my shoulder loosely. I heard a grumble just before he spoke.

"Where are you going?" His voice was low and husky. It sent vibrations all the way to my stomach.

"My foot's asleep." I still didn't move. Instead, I nuzzled against his chest.

Eric always smelled amazing. It was an intoxicating blend of cologne, earth, and something that was distinctly Eric. I knew I could smell him forever, but he must have noticed I was sniffing at him. I felt him laughing lightly against my cheek.

"Sookie, are you going to bite me?" He said with a snicker.

"Maybe…" I said and smiled against his chest. "You smell delicious." I bit playfully at the fabric of his shirt, catching a little of his flesh between my teeth.

I was expecting a reaction, but not the one I got.

Eric hissed as he gripped the sides of my face and pulled it up to meet his. "Sookie, do you enjoy playing with fire?" His warm breath fanned across my mouth, sending my body shivering against his.

"Only if it's in the kitchen." I said jokingly and snapped my teeth against the edge of his chin.

Being this close to Eric seemed to bring out the sex kitten in me. I enjoyed watching him squirm with want and it fed my desire. So maybe the alcohol wasn't completely to blame for my actions last night. Maybe it was just him.

Thinking of last night made me remember something.

I lifted my mouth to hover above his, watching them dance with the desire to claim my own. "Eric?" I whispered ghosting his lips with my own.

"Hmm?" He mumbled.

"Where is my purse?" I allowed my tongue to graze the lip that was shaking beneath mine.

"Coat rack." Was all he could muster, as his hands gripped fiercely at the dress clinging to my hips.

I snuck a glance toward the door and sure enough, there it was.

Thank god!

I lowered my mouth to his, allowing my lips to dance across his. I wanted him to take me, and he did.

With a growl, Eric lifted his lips to meet mine. They were hungry, yet gentle, as they moved with my own. My lips parted slightly needing the intrusion.

I didn't have to wait long before I felt the warmth and sweet essence of Eric's tongue rolling with mine. I moaned contentedly, into his mouth.

Needing to feel more of him, my hands eased their way under the hem of his shirt and combed delicately through the hairs around his naval. Our mouths continued our heated exploration of each other. I hadn't realized Eric's hand had been busy lifting my dress until I felt the warmth of his palm through the thin lace on my bottom.

I felt Eric's fingers graze along the line of my panties and I felt heat rising in my center. I needed to feel his warm fingers inside me. I wiggled my hips against his hand, silently begging for attention. His stiffness grinding into my hip fed my desire for him.

Eric, sensing what I wanted, slipped his fingers under the hem of my panties and rubbed gently along my moist folds. I flinched at the contact and lost my balance, sending us both toppling off the tiny couch onto the floor.

Thank goodness Eric caught most of his weight on his arm, because he certainly would have crushed me.

"Ouch." I said grabbing the back of my head that banged against the hard wood floors.

I couldn't hold the laughter in as it bubbled up my throat and out of my mouth, in hysterical gasps. The odd position in which we landed had Eric's arm wedged between my bottom and the floor, and his hand was still inside my panties. But I couldn't control my fit of laughter. It only took Eric a moment before he joined me in the bout of giggles.

The vibrations of his deep laughter sent my body convulsing beneath him, which caused a whole new sensation.

I gripped the back of his hair firmly and brought his mouth down to mine. The slow progression from moments ago was replaced with a sudden sense of urgency. I sought out his tongue with my own in a frenzied assault.

Eric's body seemed to have some sort of bizarre effect on my brain function. I didn't need to be making out with him. I needed to talk to him. But here I was devouring him for all he was worth, and it was beginning to look as if I wouldn't be stopping too soon.

"Eric." I tried to speak, although it came out weak and airy.

"Shhh, let me take care of you lover." He said just as breathlessly.

"But…" I started. Only to be stopped when Eric lifted me and sat me on the couch, with him resting between my thighs on his knees. "No, Eric. We need to talk." I pushed, unconvincingly, at his chest.

"We will talk." He stated firmly before softening his tone and speaking again. "First, I must taste you."

Oh, god!

I was freaking out. I had never had that done before. But did I want him to? My body answered my silent questions for me as Eric began kissing along the length of my thighs, paying equal attention to both of them.

His slow progression was torture. The ache for attention, my center was yearning for, was only fed more when his hands reached the tops of my panties and tugged gently, requesting access. I lifted my hips slightly to allow him to slip them down. His fingers digging slightly into the flesh of my thighs made my entire body burn with desire at his touch.

"Oh, god!" I moaned as Eric's tongue licked the sensitive flesh at the tops of my inner thighs.

I heard him snicker, as he spoke sending his hot breath across my heated and now moistened flesh. "You haven't felt anything yet, lover." His voice was low, husky, and full of arrogance.

"Eric." I whined. My body was aching from head to toe with desire and need for release.

I felt his breath fan across my center as he hovered there for a moment. "Look at me, Sookie." He commanded and I obeyed. I wasn't in any place to argue. At that moment, he could have asked me to bark like a dog and I would have.

Eric's fingers parted my lips tenderly, as he brought his warm tongue down onto my swollen folds

"Ughhh!" I sighed at the contact, it felt so good. My eyes rolled into my head uncontrollably as my back arched against the couch, pushing my center harder into his lapping tongue.

Eric stopped his ministrations and spoke again. "Watch me, lover." My eyes popped open reflexively and sought out his. They were filled with desire and I couldn't break the trance if I tried. "You are mouthwatering." He purred.

His tongue began drawing a torturous line up and down my slit, pausing at my swollen nub to circle it and nip at it with his teeth. My hips bucked into his mouth of their own accord, as strange gurgled moans of pleasure escaped my lips.

I ran my fingers through the length of his hair and gripped him tightly against me, as his tongue lapped my juices up expertly and hungrily.

"So good, Sookie." I heard him mumble. I felt his fingers take the place of his tongue and begin rubbing gently along my opening.

"Eric, please." I moaned. The desperation was completely obvious in my voice.

"Patience, lover. I want to savor your delicious flavor." Eric's voice was dripping with desire and his fingers were taunting the opening to my aching walls, which were begging for his attention.

Eric's tongue began licking and circling my swollen nub, causing my hips to buck into him. The pressure that was building from somewhere deep in my stomach seemed to ripple outward with every movement of his tongue and fingers.

I felt his fingers pause at my entrance only for a moment. I froze with anticipation. The only movement was my head that was begging for him to continue, as I gnawed nervously at the swollen flesh of my bottom lip. Eric's long finger delved deep into my moist walls and curled its way back out again.

I made a sound of mumbled pleasure that sounded like "Gruu huh," as he continued to massage the ridges within me.

His finger moved expertly, tracing the walls and seeming to memorize my every crevice. I could already feel the pressure building up to my exquisite release, from the torturous waiting and teasing.

Between Eric's tongue pressing and circling my nub and his finger curling in and out of me, it soon felt like I was going to explode. The pleasure was intense. I was bucking against him and moaning incoherently, completely wrapped up in the blissful sensation.

Eric pulled his finger completely out and I whined at the loss. His tongue continued to lap away at my nub using a bit more pressure now, making me lift my hips into him.

"Let go, lover. Come for me." Eric said as he plunged his finger deep within my aching, wet walls.

His finger curled up and turned, hitting a different spot and massaging frantically at the sensitive area.

"Ericc, Ughh!" I moaned, signaling my imminent release.

His teeth found my swollen bundle of nerves and he sucked it hard into his mouth, as his finger continued it massaging plunges within. The pressure, which had just built and built, finally reached its beautiful crescendo, toppling me over the glorious edge.

It sent me on the most intense wave of pleasure that I had ever felt. My every nerve seemed to be on fire and tingling with sensations I had never felt before. His name came out of my mouth in a moaned shout as he rode me through the toe-curling orgasm.

Eric removed his mouth and his finger gently away from me, only to lift his finger to his mouth and lick away my juices there. I smiled hazily at him, a complete pile of jell-o. He handed me my panties and took the seat next to me, tracing circles into my upturned palm.

"I didn't think it possible," he started "But you are even more beautiful when you come." He finished with the crooked grin that I was becoming so fond of.

"Thank you." I said, not really knowing what to say, and slipped my panties on.

What was I supposed to say? I really had no clue. I did have the passing thought that I should reciprocate. But I hadn't the slightest clue where to start. So I decided to try.

I reached for his belt and began fumbling with the buckle, but he grabbed my hands to stop me. I looked up to him expectantly.

"I want to take care of you." I said as I locked eyes with him.

"All in good time, lover." He said calmly.

"But…" I started, but Eric put a finger on my lips hushing me.

"Come on." He said pulling me to my feet and towards the door. "Let's go eat."

I slipped on my shoes and locked the door behind us.

"What, you didn't eat enough already?" I said with a snicker.

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