I would like to thank the author, EricFancier, for letting me borrow from her story, Close Enough
His big palm descended at the back of her neck, and Sookie closed her eyes, her fingers pulling slightly at Eric's shirt as his lips caressed her temple, her chin, and then… Eric pushed the scarf aside, his mouth closing over the puncture wounds and Sookie's whimper was just barely drenched by the music. He kissed her there, stroking her bruised skin with his hot wet tongue, sending images from the night before crashing over Sookie, making the action so much more obscene than it really was… Sookie gasped,
tugging at Eric's waist as each twist of his tongue sent searing shivers to her thighs. Their lower bodies aligned, and she felt Eric's fingers tangle in her hair as he brushed against her, hard like a rock. Sookie pressed her aching mound against him, making him release her neck, groaning as his fangs emerged. Her panties were already slick with her wetness, clinging to her throbbing folds and she could not take it anymore. Her eyes flew open as she frantically tried to locate Jessica, but she was nowhere to found among the mass of moving bodies.
"Pam is keeping an eye on her…" Eric mumbled, as if he had read her mind. His gaze was feverish, and the strain in his voice told Sookie that he was just as impatient as she was.
"Then get us out of here, before I do something very inappropriate…-" Sookie breathed, surprising herself with the fact that she was still able to form a coherent sentence.
Eric didn't need to be told twice. The next thing Sookie knew was her thighs around his waist as he scooped her up, pressing her against him, her painfully erect nipples pushing into his muscular chest as they moved through the crowd at an unnatural speed. The door to Eric's office slammed shut behind them and her feet were on the floor, her arms wrapped around his neck as she kissed him with all her longing, all her pent up desire. Eric answered her with a regulate assault, invading her harshly and gently at the same time, his fangs grazing but never piercing her abused lips, making all of her blood pool at the swollen pearl between her legs. Sookie's heart was irate with the sheer force of her lust, a ragged moan surfacing in her lungs, drowning against Eric's eager mouth. He released her briefly to remove his shirt, but as he started to tear at her dress Sookie pushed him back against the wall, succeeding only because she took him by surprise. His cold eyes were ablaze with arousal, his lips parted to bare his fangs as Sookie kneeled, tugging his jeans open on her way down. She had a brief moment to reflect over his impressive, delicious size before her patience faded and she took him into her mouth, lowering her wet, wanting lips onto his engorged flesh.
She felt a shiver traveling through Eric, his hips pushing forward as his back arched against the wall. Sookie grasped the base of his throbbing shaft and started moving promptly, stroking him with firm flickers of her tongue, and one of Eric's hands tangled in her hair, a strangled foreign curse escaping him.
Doing this to Eric made Sookie wetter than she could ever remember being and she found herself pressing her thighs together, desperate for friction. She had done it with Bill once or twice, but he had never been fond of such activities and preferred to get straight to business. But this was Eric, and there was no comparison. The way it made her feel made her want to do it for hours, but she was too weak… She needed him to fuck her too badly…
She released him, panting, her lips moist. She looked up at him but had barely time to meet his gaze before he seized her shoulders, pulling her up. Her hips connected firmly with the edge of the desk that Eric had pushed her into, pinning her there with his weight. Sookie had to use both of her hands to support herself against the tabletop, her frantic movement causing papers and various articles to fall to the floor, but Eric was too busy pushing up her skirt and pulling down her panties to even notice. His ragged breath hit Sookie's shoulder that had been bared as the dress slid down and Sookie moaned out loud as he moved in between her thighs, pushing the tip of his erect manhood along her slick folds, sliding it against her aching clit. She bit her lip, her whole body rejoicing, but what she craved the most didn't come. Instead of entering her, Eric just rubbed his shaft against her, their juices mingling, sending agonizing flares of pleasure to her center. Sookie tried to move, her cheeks red with frustration, but Eric held her down with one arm around her waist, preventing her.
"Eric, you're killing me…!" Sookie moaned, her fingers curling against the tabletop.
She felt Eric grinning against her shoulder, his fangs skimming her burning skin.
"Hardly…" he hissed, cupping her left breast with his free hand, massaging her nipple through the fabric. Sookie gasped and trembled. "But you are a tease, and I need to punish you…"
Eric's tone was cunning, but his voice was strained and as Sookie started pushing back against him he let her, caressing her nipple in time with his small thrusts against her mound. Her hair had fallen out and skimmed against her back as they moved. Sookie's vision blackened as her pleasure started mounting, slowly forcing her towards the edge even though she longed to be filled so hard it almost drove her mad… Then, Eric's hand left her waist to sneak its way up under her skirt, in between her thighs, and Sookie threw her head back as his fingers stroked her glistening pearl hard, once, twice…
When the first trembling shocks of her orgasm ripped through her, Eric swiftly grabbed hold of her hips, and Sookie's moan turned into a howl as he rammed his length into her, causing her climax to halt and then recommence ten times more powerful as he hit her sweet spot with full force. She trembled, losing her balance, but Eric wrapped his arms around her, supporting her as he fucked her with full, steady strokes, groaning against her shoulder as his pace became increasingly faster and rougher. Sookie couldn't stop cumming, each of Eric's thrust throwing bursts of pleasure through her and she spread her legs to allow him deeper, her blood burning and her flesh sore… She felt Eric grabbing the scarf that was still around her neck, his hand turning into a fist as he thrust into her hard one final time, twitching as he drowned his moan in her hair.
Sookie panted as the mind-blowing pleasure slowly subsided, leaving her weak and raw. Eric was still hard inside of her, and she shivered slightly as he kissed the back of her neck. A smile started to play in the corner of her mouth, she didn't know exactly why but for the moment, she decided to not spend any time analyzing it. She peered over her shoulder, looking at Eric.
"What happened to your legendary stamina?" she said, raising her eyebrows as if she really was disappointed.
Eric cocked his head, his fangs turning his smile wicked as he pushed further into her, claiming her in all the right ways. Sookie couldn't stifle a moan as her dormant arousal leapt alive, and Eric was still smiling as he put his mouth to her ear.
"I'm not done with you yet…"
I would like to thank the author, EricFancier, for letting me borrow from her story, Close Enough
Special Thanks to vikingfangtasies for her help in supplying some of the erotic visuals
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