I hope you enjoy this story. I don't own Naruto.

Prologue.

The headache inducing music filled the crowded club. The bright blue and green lights flashed illuminating sweaty bodies.

Itachi watched the people dance and drink. Some skimpily clothed girls had came up to him and asked him to dance but he politely refused. Scanning the club Itachi's eyes landed on a well-developed figure. Her hips moving to the music. The red dress she wore came to mid thigh and it was low cut revealing her porcelain skin. She wore high heeled ankle boots and a silver necklace that held five dark onyx stones.

Downing the last of his sake he walked over to her avoiding the grabby hands that wanted to touch him. Itachi placed his arm around her waist and asked her to dance. Her response was immediate as she turned to face him. Their hips started to grind together and Itachi's manhood began to harden. The girl used him like a stripper would a pole.

"My place or yours." Itachi asked the petite minx.

"Mmmm… Yours." She replied in her honey-toned voice.

Once they exited the club Itachi got to have a closer look. Her pink hair and emerald green eyes went well together. She was quite short maybe 5'2''. She had a nicer figure than he thought. She was toned and perfectly sculpted with a nice ass and a big chest.

Walking to room eighteen he quickly opened the door and pulled her inside. When inside their mouths molded together. Itachi began to tease her bottom lip before his tongue claimed her mouth.

Throwing her on the bed Itachi made quick work of her dress and shoes. He explored her perfect body roughly. Tainting her innocence with hickeys and bite marks. His hard member plunged into her wet and ready pussy. Sakura moaned in pleasure and Itachi grunted. He couldn't believe how tight she was. Plunging in and out of her as hard and fast as he could. Moans, grunts and the sound of his member slipping out of her pussy were the only noise that could be heard. Hitting their orgasms at the same Itachi decided it was time to changes positions.

Flipping Sakura onto her hands and knees Itachi started to plunge deeper into her. Going at an ungodly speed Itachi pounded into her. Unaware of his occasional grunts. By four in the morning they stopped and fell asleep.

Waking up Sakura saw an empty hotel room. Showering quickly she threw on the only thing she saw the red dress. Her head hurt and she couldn't remember a thing. Walking back to Konoha sucked.