A/N: As promised…enjoy the lemons. I know you are all anxious to get to the good stuff, so I'll keep it short.

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SPOV

My eyes opened wide to take in the sight of Eric before me, only to have him catch the damned towel just as I was about to see the goods. I sighed internally and may have made a face.

"Sookie, you need to tell me what happened." Eric said calmly.

I huffed all the air out of my lungs in one big 'whoosh' before speaking. "Not right now, Eric." I wrapped my hand around Eric's wrist that was holding the towel over his manhood that I was so eager to see. "Right now, I want to take care of you." I tugged on his wrist.

His eyes caught mine and my teeth gnawed anxiously at my bottom lip. I saw the same fire in his eyes that I certainly felt reflecting in mine, as he slowly loosened his fingers and released the towel to the floor.

Oh. My. God.

If my jaw had not already been on the floor, it certainly was now. I had felt it in my hand, so I knew it was big. But I was not prepared at all, for the sight before me. It was huge. I was scared to death of it. I felt that I might hyperventilate.

It was beautiful. My mouth watered in anticipation. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to touch it. I wanted to feel it in my mouth. I wanted to please him with my mouth. I licked my lips anxiously as my hand reached out and gripped his shaft firmly. He flinched slightly at the sudden contact.

"Sookie?" Eric's voice was barely audible, but I knew he was trying to argue.

"Shush," I put my fingers over his parted lips. "Please let me do this." I urged and nudged him to sit on the couch.

He obeyed hesitantly and I situated myself on my knees on the floor and wedged my body between his thighs. Eric was still leaning forward, almost hovering over me, so I lifted my mouth to his. His lips were warm, wet, and moved fluidly against mine as I sought his tongue out with my own. Our tongues and lips danced with each others until we were both panting.

I pulled my lips from his and pushed slightly at his chest to urge him to sit back. My hands fell to rest against his thighs and I roamed the beautiful muscles tenderly and strategically. This was partially to stall, because I was rather intimidated by his width. I didn't know if it would even fit in my mouth. And also partially so I could memorize ever inch of his magnificent flesh. He really was beautiful, from head to toe.

My hands trailed the length of his thighs and came to rest at his hips. I took my right hand and wrapped it gently but firmly around the base of his shaft and let my left hand trail around to his magnificent behind, which had been begging for me to touch it since I saw the curve of it underneath the little flimsy towel.

A low moan hummed in my throat as I slowly lowered my mouth to his stiffness. I was nervous as hell and had no clue what to do. The only thing I had ever been told was that teeth were not good. So I tried to keep that in mind when my lips made contact.

At first I just kissed my way up his length dragging my tongue up to the tip to catch the fluid that had escaped. I wanted to taste him, all of him. When I reached the tip and flicked my tongue at the swollen flesh, Eric jerked. I almost pulled back thinking I had done something wrong, but he didn't stop me so I continued.

I twirled my tongue around the swollen tip and brought my lips around it. I lowered my lips down his length, taking in as much as I could. But there was no way I could get it all in my mouth so I used my hand to grip the rest. He felt smooth but hard in my mouth, and I could feel every vein and ripple with my tongue as I made my way back up his length.

"Fuck, Sookie." Eric growled and I felt his fingers grip into my hair guiding me gently and eagerly.

His pleasure drove me harder and further, feeding my desire. I wanted to bring him as much pleasure as I could. I sucked harder up and down his length, hollowing out my cheeks with every pull upward and twisting my tongue around him with every descent. He groaned appreciatively.

When I felt his hand slip down the top of my shirt to massage my hardened nipple I couldn't help the moan that reverberated in my throat. No sooner than I had made the sound, Eric had pushed me away and lifted me off the floor by my waist. I was shocked.

"W… what? Did… did I do something wrong? I… I'm sorry." I stammered.

"No,Shhh. You did nothing wrong." Eric said quickly. "I need to taste you." He finished, tugging at the fabric of my tiny shorts.

"But…" I started but Eric put a finger over my mouth.

"Turn this way." Eric said as he laid back on the couch and lifted me over the top of him and wrapped my legs around his head.

I could feel his warm ragged breath on my thigh, but I didn't let that distract me from what I wanted to be doing. He was lined up perfectly with my mouth, so I lowered my lips around him once again. I simply felt as if I couldn't get enough of him. His skin was delicious and he smelled like Irish spring and the distinct masculine scent that was just him.

I was so intent on what I was doing that I hadn't even felt Eric remove my bottoms until his tongue licked its way up my slit. I gasped at the contact and nearly lost my rhythm. I forced myself to stay focused on moving up and down his delicious length even when he slid his finger into my aching walls.

"Gruugh!" I mumbled around him when he slid in the second finger.

The sensation was too much. His fingers pumped me rhythmically as his tongue assaulted my swollen nub with practiced swirls and flicks. I was trying so hard to stay focused as I sucked my way up and down his length, but as I felt the pressure building in my stomach it became increasingly harder.

I felt Eric swell within my mouth and was pretty certain that he was about to reach his release. He growled against my nub and assaulted it ferociously as his fingers pumped me harder and faster causing my walls to spasm around him in a delicious wave of pleasure. I moaned around him and concentrated as hard as I could as I moved my mouth forcefully up and down him.

At first he groaned loudly and I felt the warm salty fluid fill my mouth, but that wasn't it. With the next pulse it hit the back of my throat on the way down so hard I nearly gagged, but I swallowed him greedily, enjoying the sensation of him pulsing within my mouth as I finished riding out my beautiful release.

I swirled my tongue around him lazily cleansing it of all the salty fluid that tingled on its way down my throat until he began to jerk away from me. Apparently he was sensitive after orgasm, so I released him from my mouth. Eric's tongue was still lapping away at my own fluids. I had to clear my throat to bring him back to earth.

"You just taste so damn good." He growled against me and then reluctantly released me so I could sit comfortably across his lap.

He wrapped his arms protectively around my waist and pulled me across his bare flesh. Even though I just had a powerful orgasm, I couldn't help the tingles of desire that rippled throughout my body feeling his warm skin across mine.

"So, lover?" Eric started as he handed me my bottoms. "Are you going to tell me what happened tonight?"

"It was nothing, Eric. Really." I replied slipping on my now soiled bottoms. I was suddenly nervous and cleared my throat. Before I could think about it, I asked. "Was that… Did I do ok?" It came out in a mumbled whisper.

"You…" Eric said leaving a trail of kisses along my jaw as he pulled me back up against his chest. "Were perfect. It was perfect. Amazing." His warm breathe fanned across my ear sending shivers down my spine. "Are you cold?" He asked.

"No, but I am pretty tired." I said with a yawn. And I was, but I was also trying to avoid telling him the details of my run-in with Bill.

"Come on." Eric said, lifting me from his lap and pulling me towards his room.

A mumbled "Wow" escaped my lips as I took in the sight of Eric's bare behind striding in front of me. It was the finest ass I have ever seen. Not that I had seen a lot, but wow. It was beautiful. My fingers twitched with the urge to touch it again, now that I could see it.

"See something you like?" Eric said over his shoulder, giving me the beautiful cocky grin of his.

I blushed, slightly embarrassed as I spoke. "Not really." I couldn't help the guilty grin that spread across my face as he snickered and tugged me to his room.

I felt the panic bubble up in my throat. He wanted me to sleep with him. Could I sleep with him? I didn't know. Did I want to sleep with him? Oh god, yes. But I was nervous as a kitten in a tree. I knew for sure there was no way I could sleep if he was naked.

"Can you put something on?" I didn't mean for it to sound like a demand but it did.

Eric laughed a loud bellowing laugh as he pulled away from me and slipped a pair of pants out of his dresser. "Do I scare you, Sookie?" He grumbled through his laugh as he took two large stalking steps towards me.

"Not hardly." I lied. "But there is no way I am sleeping alone tonight, and also no way I can sleep knowing you are naked next to me. I am still a lady, no matter what just happened." I defended.

Ok, so maybe I wasn't a true lady. More like a ridiculously lustful lady, who didn't think she could keep her hands off of him, if he wasn't clothed. Maybe not even then, but I wasn't about to feed his already bloated ego.

"You mind if I use your restroom to get cleaned up?" I asked as he slid his pants on, without underwear I might add. I didn't miss that fact, with me and my new dirty mind.

"Sure." Eric responded and pointed me in the direction of his bathroom. He was still trying to hide his laughter, from my obvious attempts at nonchalance.

After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I tried my best to clean up my woman parts. The fact that my poor panties were stained certainly did nothing to help my case. So reluctantly I left them off and returned to find Eric lounging under the covers with his arms stretched behind his head.

"If you didn't know it so well already, I'd tell you how really beautiful you are." I laughed.

Eric snorted and lifted his hand to beckon me to him. I crawled in awkwardly next to him and pulled the covers over my bottom half. His arms came around my waist and pulled my back up against his chest in one fluid movement, leaving me no time to protest. And once I was there I didn't want to. It felt like home. Like that spot had been carved out especially for me. So I curled up nice and tight and weaved my fingers through his that were resting across my stomach.

"Are you ready to talk now? Because I am not going to let you sleep until you do." Eric purred into my ear.

So help me, I don't know if it was because I was so relaxed or tired or what but, I did. I was more comfortable with Eric than I had ever felt and I didn't want to keep anything from him, I felt I could trust him with my life.

So I told him everything that had happened with Bill tonight, but I didn't stop there. No, I told him about our relationship and how he had tried pressuring me into sex and dumped me when I didn't put out. I told him about how I had walked in on him and another woman in bed and how it gave me all kinds of trust issues. Don't ask me why, but I wanted to trust Eric, in many ways I already did.

Eric made me promise that I would go to the police station first thing in the morning and get a restraining order. He said I was more than welcome to stay here with him until I felt comfortable. But, I politely declined. There was no way I was letting Bill Compton run me out of my house, like a scared cat. I made him promise he would go with me in the morning. I didn't have a clue what to do and I was really a bit nervous about it.

"Sookie, relax and get some sleep." Eric soothed as he ran his fingers through my hair in a calming manner. "I've got you now, I won't let anything happed to you, ever." His voice was smooth, strong and confident. I believed him completely.

"Goodnight, Eric." I whispered as I brought our entwined fingers to my mouth and kissed the back of his hand.

"Goodnight, Sookie." He responded by kissing the sensitive spot below my ear and nuzzled up into my hair.

I was so relaxed and comfortable that within seconds I was deep asleep, wrapped in Eric's protective arms.

A/N: Awe… how sweety petey. I didn't leave you with a cliffy either. Ok, now I am off to work on Hershey's Kisses.

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