Spitfire

Chapter 2

            Sookie followed Eric into his dark club, almost tip-toeing behind him. Her heart raced and tiny beads of sweat were forming on her forehead. She eyed the familiar club and rolled her eyes at a couple exotic dancers.

            Eric watched her gaze and smiled, “You don’t like my employees?” She looked at him as though he should already know the answer to that. “I asked you a question.” Her eyes never left his, and she continued past him, towards the bathroom. She heard Eric resist a growl and felt him come up behind her. She knew that he was controlling his anger as he wrapped a tight arm around her waist. He lured her down a stairway that she didn’t recognize. Once they reached the bottom her eyes grazed the walls. It was dark down there, but beautiful. Old decorations adorned the walls, and a king size bed made of cherry wood rested in the back.

            “It’s nice down here, almost romantic,” Sookie’s voice sounded surprised and Eric laughed.

            “Well what did you expect?”

            “I need to use the bathroom,” she turned away and headed back up the stairs, until Eric’s strong hand grabbed hold of her arm.

            “Your behavior is unacceptable. You are disrespectful and I will not tolerate it. I am not sure how Bill handled your attitude; but let me assure you, I am not Bill.”

            Sookie felt annoyed at Eric’s attempt to scare her and she whipped her arm free of his hand, continuing up the stairs. A small part inside of her didn’t find Eric’s threats to be very threatening, but a larger part felt the need to tempt those threats. Eric’s fangs released and his tongue slid across his teeth. He was in front of Sookie within seconds and he forced her back down the stairs.

            Eric leaned in close to her ear, “Remove your shorts.”

            She jumped back and her mouth dropped open, “Noway! How dare you even ask!?”

            “I was not asking. Now, remove your shorts.”

            Her body turned away, and she started back up the stairs, mumbling under her breath. She knew within seconds that Eric was being completely serious. Without speaking a word, Eric grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back towards the bed. He sat down and pulled her close in between his knees. His fingers worked to undo the button of her shorts and he slid them off of her. Her cheeks burned pink and she tried to struggle out of his grip. He strengthened his hold on her and his fingers delicately traced the line of her cotton, white panties. She gasped as he flipped her over his knee and smacked his hand down hard. His hand came down another time, on the opposite cheek. She swallowed hard and threw her hand back as a means of protection. Eric smiled at her effort and grabbed her hand tight behind her back. His fingers ran along the inside of her panties and he slowly slid them over her ass until they dropped to the floor.

            “Eric! Stop this right now!” she yelped as his hand spanked her now naked bottom consecutively.

            The heat on her ass stung, and her eyes shut tight. She felt Eric’s fingers tickle over her burning cheeks and she wiggled to get free. His hand trickled down the back of her legs and slid in between her legs. He let his fingers graze over her heat and her body shuttered. His fingers felt the wet sticky effects from his spanking. She heard him laugh and her body flushed over in embarrassment. His fingers slid down her slit, landing on her tiny nub. He circled and flicked at it. Small moans escaped Sookie’s mouth and her body began to grind against his hand.

            He pulled away, “I don’t think you deserve this. Naughty girls shouldn’t be rewarded.” Sookie could feel a smile on his face and wanted to reach out and punch him. Her body ached with need and she continued her attempt to grind, this time feeling his knee against her. She jumped as she felt his hand pop another spank on her backside, and then another, and another. Her body grinded hard against him and she moaned out for more. Eric stood her up and flipped her over the edge of the bed, pushing up close behind her.

            “What do you want?” He leaned over her and whispered it into her ear, causing her body to push back into him. He held her back down with one hand and his other hand went back to torturing her clit. He gently pulled at it and tickled it, making her body shake. Her body arched to feel his hand harder and her hips rocked against his hand. Eric inhaled, smelling her sex, knowing she was close. He pushed two of his fingers into her, still playing with her clit. He let her rock back and forth, fucking his hand, and right before she could orgasm, he pulled out.

            Sookie’s head shot back, “No! Please!”

            “Are you going to behave yourself?”

            “Yes! I promise!”

            “Hmm…I don’t know. You were pretty feisty earlier. I won’t put up with that.”

            “I said I will be good!” she screamed at him and put her face down into the bed, “Please, Eric.”

            He laughed, “Please what?”

            She mumbled through the blankets, “Please let me finish.”

            Sookie’s body shook as Eric’s tongue licked her slit and teased the inside of her lips. He flicked his tongue against her clit, and her body pushed up against his mouth.

            “MMMM…..Ohh God, Eric…..Pleeasse.”

            He continued to tease her, until he felt her body cum. Her chest was heaving and her body lay panting over the bed. Eric stepped away from her and headed back up the stairs, without saying a word.