As cool as Eric's skin was to the touch, he made her feel warm and safe. She titled her neck more, lids fluttering closed as his fangs teased her skin. Tiny goose pimples covered her body giving her delighted chills.
Right hand on his head fingers playing with his hair, body wiggling like a worm on a hot rock. She knew he could recover for their love making, but she couldn't. Always practical Sookie put her finger on his mouth to stop him for a moment.
"This is your grand-opening Mr Nothman. I refuse to go out there after having had sex with you. Vampires will smell it, my hair will look a mess, I don't want to be embarrassed, I was taught to do the right thing. And before you begin a diatribe Eric Northman, I am not embarrassed to be your ... whatever. I would be mortified to come out to a swanky party with all of your friends and look like I'd just had a roll in the hay. My Gran taught me to be a lady and I was until everything around here changed.
For the first time, Eric saw a darker Sookie. For once she was thinking about payback. Bill made me listen hiss hussy of a maker. I want him to watch not thinking you are forcing me and at the end, I'll ask him if he enjoyed." These were the cruelest words she ever spoken in her life.
Here's the deal - we fuck and don't leave this room until tomorrow night or we make our hello's and leave quickly or you take time with your guests, making those political things you vampires do. It's up to you my love."