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I straddled his hips and leaned forward, brushing my breasts against his face. He sucked greedily, arousing my desire to the fullest extent. I shifted my body backwards, and jumped a little when his dick stabbed into me. I couldn’t quite figure out how to get him inside me when I couldn’t see, but after I tilted my hips and pushed again, I felt his head slip inside. I exhaled and relaxed, surprised again by how big he was. Eric held perfectly still and let me get comfortable. I moved a little and finally found the perfect angle, which rubbed my clit against his pelvis with every thrust. I pushed myself up and held onto his chest for dear life as a monster orgasm was building, heating up my body until I was covered with a flush of red. The tendons in my neck strained and I held my breath, letting the energy take its course and radiate through me.
Eric lifted his hips in tiny movements, bouncing my body up until I slammed back down on him. The contact of my clit hammering down on him was almost too much….. almost. I knew I couldn’t withstand another quiet orgasm, so when he bucked me off the edge I screamed and dug my fingernails into his chest. Eric hissed in a combination of pain and pleasure and his body stilled as he spilled inside me again.
I collapsed against his chest and noticed the little crescent shaped wounds my fingernails had made. I touched them lightly and apologized.
“Please don’t. It gave me a great amount of pleasure. I really like a little scratching and biting.” As I watched, his skin healed, leaving a shadowy pink crescent on his skin. My fingernails had a little blood under them.
“What does your blood taste like?” I asked, curiously observing the red stains.
“Would you like to find out?”
“I don’t know….”
“If you do, it just means that you’ll think about me more, I’ll be a part of you. A tiny part, but I’ll be part of you.” He was challenging me, to see how far I would go.
I stuck my finger in my mouth and licked at the residue. It was sweet and powerful. Between all my fingers, there probably wasn’t even a drop, but it was enough that I felt a surge of power and lust pulse through me. I suddenly had the urge for more. I licked his chest and nibbled at his skin, Eric moaned and lifted his chest to meet my mouth. What in the hell had gotten into me?
“Wow, that was amazing….” My hips started moving, succumbing to the passion that flowed between us.
“You are going to be the death of me,” Eric said as he gripped my skin, moving me in a slow and gentle rhythm.
I was exhausted. Fully sated, I fell onto the bed next to him. I was panting heavily, waiting for the sheen of sweat to cool my skin. I glanced over at Eric and found him smiling, waiting for me.
“You’re ready again?” I asked, incredulous. “You’re like that bunny, that just keeps going and going and going.”
Eric cocked his head to the side and furrowed his brow. “You mean the one from television commercials?” He laughed, “Maybe, except I’m not pink…..or battery operated.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, but I think I need a break. I didn’t know I was capable of so many orgasms!” I had lost count, but knew it was an impressive number.
“Many women aren’t, you are lucky……actually, we are lucky.” He was grinning at me, and it made me blush.
“Maybe later….” I said, feeling quite sleepy.
“As much as I would like to keep you here and fuck you all day, I’m afraid I can’t. I must sleep soon, so I think I should probably take you home.”
I glanced at the clock, and noticed it was 5 o’clock in the morning. Eric was gone down the hall and back again in the blink of an eye, with my dress hanging over his arm.
“Thank you. Are you going to get dressed too, or are you going to drive me home naked? Not that I mind,” I added with a coy smile.
“I’ll be back in a moment,” Eric said as he disappeared again.
I slipped the dress on, and made the bed as quickly as I could. I walked down the hallway and found my boots, and sat on the couch next to them while I waited for Eric. A door somewhere near clicked shut, and Eric joined me, dressed in a clean t-shirt and jeans. The light blue t-shirt stretched across his chest and looked amazing.
“Hey, I can’t find my panties….” I was looking between the couch cushions.
Eric’s eyes flashed a mischievous smile, and he shrugged, “I’m sure they’re around here somewhere. I’ll buy you new ones. We should get going.”
I decided that he could keep the panties, so I didn’t say anything else. I just followed his lead and got in his car.
The car ride home was quiet and filled with a calm I had never experienced before. I had always wondered about my first time, if it would be filled with regret. My whole body hummed with satisfaction and a tenderness that comes from bliss. Not regret. I sighed contentedly and put my hand on Eric’s leg as he shifted through dark and empty intersections on the way to my house.
It was only when he took the Bon Temps exit that I realized I had not given him directions. He already knew where I lived.
“How do you know where I live?” I asked suspiciously.
Eric glanced at me quickly, pressing his lips together and looking away. “I….followed you home last week.”
“In a ‘vette? I think I would have noticed!”
“I have other means of transportation. I’m sorry if I have upset you.” His voice was sincere.
“Where did you go, after I went to the bathroom to check on my tongue?” I asked, not answering his question. Honestly I wasn’t sure how I felt about him stalking me.
“I had to leave. I couldn’t control my fangs after I tasted your exquisite blood, and I didn’t want to scare you off. I waited outside, and then followed you and your friend to your house. I needed to know that you got home safely.”
“And when you said you knew that I had been dreaming of you….” I trailed off, not knowing how I could finish asking him.
“I was there. Watching your delicate fingers get you off after waking from dreams I could only hope were about me.” Eric had a way of being honest and unapologetic. He wasn’t sorry he had followed me and watched me.
I panicked a little, knowing that he had been there, watching me, without my consent. I could assume that most of his existence was lived in secrecy, and that was probably the way he was used to having contact with people, from the shadows, but I needed to be honest with him. “Eric, I am not comfortable with having someone watching me like that, so if you want to see me again, just ask.”
“Sookie. Can I see you again?” Eric asked immediately.
I smiled at him and nodded. “Oh, stop here, so you don’t wake up my Gran.”
Eric’s car slid to a stop, sending gravel bouncing off the bottom in every direction. He turned the car off and got out, opening my door for me. I took his hand as he helped me out, and he clutched my arm against his body, pinning me against the side of his car. “Thank you for a wonderful night, Miss…..”
“Miss Stackhouse. The pleasure was all mine.” He released my arm and cupped my ass, bringing my body against his, sending a wave of desire through me again. I opened my mouth to kiss him and found his fangs in place already. I scraped my lip against one of his fangs, pushing my bleeding lip inside his mouth.
“Something to remember me by,” I said as I pulled away from him, leaving him shaking with want. I smiled and waved at him as I made my way down the rest of the driveway. Eric watched me walk away, and only after I had walked out of his view did I hear his car start and slowly back away.
I opened the screen door and tiptoed through the old porch, I twisted the knob of the kitchen door as quietly as I could, and sighed when it thudded shut. The house was silent. As I crept through the kitchen, Gran’s voice stopped me dead in my tracks.
I gulped, and then turned to face her. Gran was perched on the edge of the armchair in the corner of the front room, right in front of me. She was sitting in front of the window, and had probably watched me trying to sneak in from the second I walked away from Eric’s car.
“Gran. I can explain,” I started. Then I stopped. Could I explain what happened tonight….to Gran?
“Well?! I’m waiting,” She said, her voice filled with worry and anger.
“I met someone. I was with Hadley, and I met someone. He’s so amazing…”
“Honey, I’m pleased as punch that you met someone that makes you happy, but I don’t appreciate you sneaking around behind my back to do it. Dating is nothing to be ashamed of, so the next time you have plans with this ‘someone’ I hope you will show me enough respect to let me meet him.”
I nodded, “You bet I will, Gran. He’s so….different than anyone I’ve ever met!”
Gran chuckled at my enthusiasm, which told me I was out of the hot water, for now. “Well, I look forward to meeting him. Any idea when that might be?”
I shrugged, “He lives in Shreveport, so I’m not sure when he’ll be out this way again.” I yawned, unable to hide my exhaustion.
“Honey, you get some sleep. We can talk about this more later. I’ll be sure to keep Jason out of your hair while you sleep.”
“Let me tell him, ok?” I was worried about Jason’s reaction to my love life, and needed to handle it myself. Gran nodded and I kissed her head and went to my bedroom. I fell asleep the minute my head hit the pillow.
True to her word, Gran hadn’t mentioned my late night outing to Jason, so when I finally dragged myself out of bed at 1 o’clock in the afternoon, Jason greeted me with a grimace, “Sook, you feelin’ alright?”
I smiled at him weakly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Luckily I didn’t have to work today, or I might have grimaced too. I nodded, “Where’s Gran?”
“At the store, shopping for supper. What’s going on with you?”
I smiled and said, “Well…I finally had a date I actually enjoyed!” If you could call hooking up at a dance club and then going home with the guy a date.
“Well I’ll be! Who’s the guy, anyone I know?”
I put my hands on my hips. “I doubt it. I met him through Hadley, he’s not from around here, which is probably why I can stand him!”
“Oh, come on Sook, Bon Temps’ people aren’t so bad!”
It wasn’t the location that mattered so much, it was the fact that they were people. Human people….with brains wide open ready to dump all their boring and horrifying thoughts on me.
“I know Jason, but he’s different, and I really like him.”
“This fella got a name?” Jason was filling the roll of protective big brother.
“Eric. He lives in Shreveport.”
“Shreveport? What the hell you doin’ out that way?”
I hushed my voice, to impress on him the importance about the secrecy of the next part, “Hadley took me to a club out there, Confetti. You heard of it?”
Jason shrugged, “A couple of my buddies mentioned it. Kind of a goth place, isn’t it?”
I nodded. “Honestly, I just wanted to see what Hadley was getting up to these days, she seems so distant. Now I know what’s occupying her mind.”
Jason stared at me, expectantly, so I divulged a little more, “A guy. She has a boyfriend that she meets there.” He nodded his head slowly with understanding.
“Don’t you go rushin’ into anything with this Eric.”
“You’re one to talk, how many girls are you seein’ right now?” I asked defensively.
“Three,” Jason admitted not thinking much of it. “But you’re my baby sister, and I don’t want anything happening to you.”
I hugged him, and said, “I appreciate your concern, but I’m a big girl, and I can look after myself and make my own decisions.” I didn’t know how much truth was in that statement, but I said it out loud, so I was sticking with it!
Satisfied that he had done his brotherly duties, he mumbled that he had stuff to do before his big Saturday night plans. We said goodbye while I dug through the fridge trying to find some leftovers to eat. I was absolutely starving!
Gran got home just as I was finishing the sandwich that was my breakfast/lunch. I helped her unload the groceries out of the car, and then turned to put them away. She told me about her friend that she saw in town, and went on about how she can’t believe how fast all the kids she knows are growing up. “Including you, honey.”
I shrugged. I guess I was getting pretty grown up. I certainly felt different today.
“Something about you is different. You’re more…..confident. I suppose that has something to do with the new boy you’re seeing.”
I chuckled, “Eric is not a boy, Gran….”
“Well, how old is he?”
Oh shit. I couldn’t tell her how old he really was, I already felt bad enough for not telling her his name until now. That would go over like a lead balloon, ‘Well Gran, he’s over a thousand years old, how about that?!’ And then I could watch her have a heart attack and pass out! I was a terrible judge of age, being raised by someone in their late 60s twisted my perception. A flash of his body came to the front of my mind: no wrinkles, no grey hair, muscular, tall, giant appendage….. I shook my head and guessed, “25.”
“Hmm, I guess that’s not much of a gap. Your granddaddy was four years older than me, and things worked out just fine for us!” She smiled at me again. “Sookie, I do love seeing you happy, so as long as you’re being careful….”
“Gran!” I was not about to have the safe sex talk with her. No way. No how. “You’re worse than Jason!”
“Where is that rascal? I was hoping he’d help me later in the shed, I need a couple of my garden tools sharpened.”
“He mentioned something about getting something done before his big plans tonight. I wonder if I’ll have any company tonight….”
Gran sighed, “Well, it finally happened. I lost my baby girl to the world.”
“Oh Gran, you’ll never lose me.” I grabbed her and hugged her tight, and she hugged me right back.
I hadn’t realized I was waiting, until I found myself checking the window near the driveway for the 5th time. The sun had gone down a half hour ago, which meant that it was already pretty late since summer was only a month away.
Gran, Jason and I had eaten dinner together, and as soon as he was done, Jason pushed away from the table, thanked us both for the meal and ran out to his truck, not wasting a moment of his Saturday night. Gran and I laughed. “Sookie, you’re looking very pretty tonight.”
I smiled and blushed a little. Gran noticed I was trying to look nice. I had showered late, and spent my time getting ready. I let my hair dry down, and had picked out my favorite summer dress to wear, which was the same color pink as my fingernails. While I was doing the dishes, I heard gravel crunch on our driveway. My breath caught in my throat.
There was a soft knock on the door, which Gran let me answer. I dried my hands and willed myself to take a deep breath and calm down. I opened the door and found Eric standing on my front porch, with a small bouquet of flowers in his hands and a wide grin on his face. He was dressed in a cornflower blue button down shirt and khaki pants.
“Miss Stackhouse, you look radiant this evening.”
“Eric, it is so lovely to see you again so soon. Won’t you please come in?” I held the door open and stood to the side to let him enter. He stepped close to me, brushing against my body as he passed, sending a spark of excitement through me.
“You must be Sookie’s Gran. These are for you.” He held the bouquet of flowers out to her as he greeted her. “I am Eric Northman, it is so wonderful to meet you.”
Gran was speechless. I was too. We both stared at him with our mouths hanging open. Gran, remembering her manners stood up to greet him, taking the flowers from him and bustling into the kitchen to find a small pitcher to put them in. While she was in the kitchen I whispered, “Nice move!” Eric winked at me.
Gran came back out of the kitchen with a tray full of glasses and a container of sweet tea. “Mr. Northman, could I interest you in a nice cool drink?” I was about to protest, when Eric spoke up.
“No thank you ma’am, I’m more of a warm drink kind of man, but I appreciate your hospitality on such short notice.”
“Oh, please call me Adele.” Gran smiled at him, impressed by his manners.
He took a seat next to me on the old worn sofa, admiring the family heirlooms that surrounded us. His eyes fell on a framed cross-stitched picture of roses. “Is that your work, Adele? It is simply beautiful.”
Gran blushed. “Thank you, and yes it is. My mother taught me, when I was a little girl. That one was her favorite.” Gran’s eyes were seeing some distant memory, a smile playing on her lips.
Eric smiled, “Adele, I was hoping it would be alright if I took Sookie out tonight.”
Gran was still lost in her happy memories and nodded her consent. Eric and I both made our way to the door before she had a chance to change her mind. “Bye Gran!” I yelled from the front door. Closing it behind me.
Eric took my hand, guiding me off the front porch. “Thank you, Mr. Northman.”
Hand in hand, we walked towards his car, which he had parked around the bend in the driveway, out of sight from the house.
Once we got to the car, he laid me down on the hood of his Corvette. “I can’t wait.” His body hovered over mine, supported by one arm, and his mouth was kissing me while his hand was caressing every inch of my body. My mouth and my body yielded to him. Eric’s hands pushed up the hem of my dress and he hissed when he found that I was not wearing panties. Why bother?
I knew what I wanted, and made quick work of the button of his jeans. Our lips and tongues battled in a war where we were both victors. I wrapped my legs around him just as I finally freed his cock, using my hands to guide him inside me.
I moaned as he pushed inside me, stretching and filling me in the most delicious way. Eric was cradling my body, protecting and pleasuring me. It was at that moment that I gave myself to him. “Bite me,” I whispered, wanting nothing more than to make him as happy as I felt. I knew I would never feel like this with anyone else, and as his fangs pierced my neck, I hoped we would love each other forever.
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