A Whisper

16: Practice Makes Perfect

Considering the number of nights Eric and I had spent together since we met, it was kind of impressive it was the first time I was waking up with his head between my thighs. Eric had my legs over his shoulders and everything. It was obvious he wasn't planning on getting up anytime soon either.

"Mmm... good morning, baby," I purred.

He hummed but didn't look up from what he was doing, not that I expected him to. I could tell he was on a mission. Like I was going to complain that he wanted to get me off. Before I woke up I'd been dreaming that I was having sex with someone but I couldn't see who. I was on my side and my partner was sliding into me from behind. Instead of trying to look back at him I was face down in a pillow, like I was trying to muffle the noises I made.

All I know is I came twice in my dream, making me think I'd cum twice already for Eric. To my surprise, he lifted his head and kissed his way up my body. Our lips met and I tasted myself on him. My legs hitched up and Eric slid inside me in one fluid thrust, filling me completely.

"Morning," he whispered into the kiss. His hips rocked against me, grinding against my clit.

"Sleep well?"

"Very." He shifted his hands to take mine, threading our fingers together and pinning my wrists above my head.

"Good," I smiled. My hips lifted to meet his thrusts. "How long have you been awake?"

"Long enough to get turned on by you rubbing against me," he smiled. "And to give you two orgasms..."

"I was rubbing against you? That explains my dream," I replied.

"What was your dream?"

"I don't remember the whole thing but right before I woke up I was lying on my side and someone was fucking me from behind," I told him.

"I was spooning in behind you when I woke up."

"Maybe that's what started it." I tried to tug my hands free from his grasp.

Eric let go of my hands, but he rolled us over so I was on top of him. His hands held my ass and he thrust up into me. I moaned into the next kiss. It was nice when we weren't in a hurry. The connection we shared got a little stronger.

Eric didn't stay on his back too long. We rolled again but Eric pulled out of me. "Turn over, baby," he instructed.

I did as he asked and he pulled my hips up. I stayed face down on the bed but my ass was up in the air. Eric's tongue probed my pussy, making me moan. Then all of a sudden his cock was inside me. He pulled me back when he thrust into me, getting as deep as possible.

"Fuck, I'm not gonna last," he warned. "Cum with me, Sookie."

He reached around to rub my clit. My eyes closed and my dream flashed in my mind. What caught my attention was the hand of my dream lover. Eric's hands weren't rough and covered with calluses.

Alcide's were.

The realization unexpectedly made my walls clench. I wasn't usually the kind of woman who fantasized about another man while having sex with someone else, but I just let it happen.

"Yesyesyesyesyes," I moaned as I got closer. "Harder, baby..."

Eric's pace picked up. In less than a minute I fell over the edge. I cried out when I came. Eric's orgasm erupted right after mine. He came deep inside me with rough jerks of his hips.

"Fuck, Sookie," he grunted. His hips rubbed against my ass.

"Mmm... you feel so big, baby."

"You want me to keep going?"