A/N Thank you for all the reactions you all give me, as a treat I give you more sexy time, plot can wait!

SPOV

When we finally could keep our hands and mouths to ourselves for longer than two minutes, it was quit an effort, Eric refills the copy machine while I put myself to rights.

I tucked my shirt back into my skirt and readjusted my breasts in my bra, yes, he groped the girls sometime during our encounter. Not that I complain, at all. I lean against the table just in case and take Eric in, finishing up putting papers in the drawer. Except for the gigantic boner in his pants, he looks so unaffected by it all while I look like a mess. I don't even want to look at my hair right now.

'I can see your left nipple poking through , honey.' Eric informs me, still crouched beside the machine. I adjust them a bit better so it's hidden by the seam in my lace bra.

'Better?' I ask him. He gets up and comes to stand before me, his eyes trained on my breasts, looking at them with some kind of hunger in his eyes.

'Uhhu, looking good.' He murmurs before cupping them, my large globes fitting perfectly in his equally large hands. Gently massaging proceeds into pinching my already straining nipples.

'Mmm, not helping.' I groan but make no intention to move away from his hold. With a last pinch he releases his hold on me.

'I know, but it feels so good.' He whispers huskily in my ear and nips that spot that makes my panties flood even more. 'Adjust your stockings honey, someone might come in.' His hands come to rest on my waist. He looks down at my thighs while I pull up my stockings and make sure the sticky plastic sides sit right . one of his hands comes down the outside of my leg, and travel back upside on the inside of my leg. His nimble fingers toy with the lace band before traveling even higher. My breath hitches and I can't help but thrust my hips forward.

'Oh Little lady' He says, caressing my upper thigh 'You're so fucking wet, you're dripping on those lovely thighs of yours. I can't wait to fuck your tight little pussy.' His hands come up to my head and gives me a light kiss. His hands come up to my hair and strokes it.

'Now you don't look just fucked.' He steps away from me and turns around at the door. 'You know which ass didn't have the decency the refill the machine?' he asks me. 'So I can thank him.' And he strolls off.

Holy cow, that was HOT! I quickly make the required copies and scurry out of the copy room.

The moment I sit down in my chair, which isn't comfortable with soaked, lace panties, Amelia practically jumps me for an answer.

'What have Northman and you been up for?' she whisper yells at me. 'You look like you're, oh he fucked you didn't he?' She sat in her chair with a mixture of awe and disbelief on her face. 'I knew you had it in you.' She continues.

'No, we didn't do it.' I chide. 'We only.. euhm, kissed?' I admit sheepishly, but I can't seem to keep the smile of my face.

'Sookie, you don't look as if you were just kissed, I can tell you that. Here, tame you're hair a little.' She tells me, and throws me a hair tie from her desk. Quickly, I pull my hair into a messy bun.

'So you just attacked him or what?' Amelia inquires.

'No, I kind of attacked her.' Eric chimes in after sitting down behind his desk. A huge grin plastered on his face. His boner is gone I notice and can't help but mail him to tease him about it

S: See the monster in your pants is gone, you seen him out in the mens room?

E: Nah, Arlene took care of it for me.

What? I look at him with a disgusted, angry en disbelieving face. I hear the ping of an other email come in.

E: She started hitting on me again in the kitchen and… phoof, monster was gone. He only likes to come out and play with you I guess ;)

My giggling is the only reply he gets on the topic.

I try to concentrate and do a little work. That is so not going to work so I give up after a couple minutes and decide to clear out the drawers of my desk. Eric is focused on something and doesn't notice me staring at him. It's already somewhere afternoon and I decide I'm realy not in the mood to work anymore. I look around and no one seems to pay attention to me. Amelia has ran off to God knows where.

I don't know where the next move comes from, but I reach in my top drawer, take one of the chupa chups inside and throw it at Eric, hitting him on his chest.

He looks up at me. 'Now you're throwing stuff at me?' he says, laughing at me. He opens up the lolly pop and pops it in his mouth.

'Nah, I'm just hitting on you I guess.' I answer him and finish with a wink.

'You know, chupa, means sucking in Spanish?' he informs me, toying with his candy.

I take another lollypop from the drawer and open in up for me. 'In that case.' I purr at him, and start to suck to piece of sugars into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks from time to time and give him a little show.

'Eric?' I purr.

'Hmmm.' Is his response, his eyes trained on my mouth, the candy in his hand long forgotten.

'You wonna repair my laptop? ' I lick my lollypop a little exaggerated for good measure.

Eric throws his head back in his neck and laughs. 'You know, I was going to do it when Amelia asked me, although I admit I like you in the role of sex kitten'

'It's your fault, you know.' I inform him. 'First you work me up the way you do, and then you leave me be and come sit with your sexy ass across from me. The last thing I can focus on is filling in taxes.' Frustrated much? 'You know, I haven't been fucked in over 4 months, so can you imagine the state my panties are in?' Yes, I accuse Eric for turning me on like this, but hey, soaked lace really really scratches your coochie.

'Let me make it up to you tonight' Eric proposes.' Let's say you take care of dinner, after that I make sure you walk funny tomorrow, and I take your laptop with me so I can take a look at it at home where you can't distract me.'

'Sounds like a plan to me, Mister Northman. How about seven thirty, I'll mail you the address.' I offer.

'Don't bother, Amelia took care of that already.' With these words, Eric starts scrambling his shoulderpack together. One look at the clock confirms that it's time to go home.I shut down my computer while I pull my purse out of my bottom drawer and walk together with Eric towards the elevators. Typically, everyone else is waiting there to, so Eric directs me with one hand on the small of my back towards the stairs, which are also like usual deserted.

Eric walks before me down the stairs and while he is tying his dreads together in a bun when I see it. 'Oh my God, is that a tattoo on your back?' I ask him. Until now, he wore his waist length dreads loose, covering up the ink shining through his sheer white v-neck t shirt. Now his hair was up, you could see the outlines from a tattoo from his broad shoulder down to a couple inches above his waistband.

At the platform between two flights of stairs he stops and turns around so we can look at each other. 'Yeah, I hope that isn't a turn off for you.' He replies with some doubt in his voice.

I walk past him and down the stairs. 'No, It's just a pity you know.' I tease him.

'What's a pity?' he wants to know. We've reached the bottom of the stairs , I feel Eric's hand on my upper arm and he spins me around. 'What's a pity I asked you.' He's in bossy mode. Me like.

'Oh, it's a pity I can't look at your back while you fuck me, that's all.' I assure him and throw my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. We share an a little to long goodbye kiss and depart afterwards through the door into the main lobby. I can't see Amelia so I make my way out and start walking out.

Ones without the distraction of the tall blonde hot piece of man I realize what I'm about to do. And to be honest, I'm not scared or ashamed or anything other I can feel because I'm about to hook up with a co worker I know next to nothing about. We'll see where it goes, maybe it will only be a hookup, maybe we're about to become fuck buddies, and who knows when we actually get to know each other, we maybe become a couple. One thing I do know, Bill never made me feel the way Eric does, ever. Having sex with Bill was a punishment as much as I needed it. Hell, I never came with Bill but he forbid, yes, really forbid to finger myself. If I wouldn't come during his idea of sex, I shouldn't come at all. Before you start, I also don't know why I ever stayed with him as long as I did. I guess I thought the feeling was love, turned out I just wouldn't want to be all alone in the world. Well, almost all alone…

During my musings, I ran into the store to collect some ingredients to mash a dinner together.

The short walk home was ended abruptly when I found Hadley on the steps of my building. She scrambled up, pushed the little bundle of blankets in my arms and ran off, without uttering a word.

EPOV

What to wear for a hook up? I think about what I just thought. Me, Eric Northman is nervous and wondering what to wear tonight. I've never had this thought before for as long as I remember, and nervous? I've never been nervous, like ever, around a woman, not that I'm a ladies man or a manwhore, but I've had my fair share of relations.

But this, this is something of a totally different range. I never felt the things I feel with Sookie when I was with Sophie-Anne. Sookie makes clear you don't have to be a bitch because you're strikingly beautiful. That alone made Sophie-Anne extremely ugly. Yeah, don't ask me, I don't know why I ever was with her. A tank top and jeans will do, as will a pair of flip flops. When I take Sookie on a date, and believe me, I will take her out one day, I'll probably surprise the shit out of her by wearing a suit. Instead of taking a bouquet of flowers for her, I pick up a box of condoms on my way over to her place. I find the frontdoor unlocked, so I go straight in without ringing first. I climb the stairs after I make sure the frontdoor is properly closed,no one unauthorized has any business in here. At the top floor I knock on the only door, I guess miss Stackhouse rents the penthouse.

After a couple minutes, and a whole lot of undecipherable noises, I hear the lock turn, and I scare the shit out of me. It's not the fact she opened the door in her very short daisy dukes, baby tee with little miss naughty printed on, the fact she is barefoot or her hair is in a messy bun, but because she has an infant in her arms.

A/N Yes, I do leave it here, you had smut at the start of the chapter, you'll get plenty next chapter, so don't nag, and review instead ;-) byee! See you next time!