"Well, looks like I'm not needed here. But I'm sure you can wait to the evening so Naruto will happily fuck you into oblivion," he said sardonically, giving her his back as he bent to pick up the shirt he had discarded.

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Chapter 1 Part 2

Upon the reminder of her husband, Sakura's heroically maintained resolve to resist this man crumbled like a sandcastle. Naruto wouldn't make her come, he never did, he simply couldn't and she needed it so, so badly...

And Sasuke could...

"Wait... Sasuke-kun..." she whispered brokenly.

He stilled with his back turned to her. Since she had dropped the suffix, she almost never used it.

Sakura moistened her lips. She was mad, she was going to hell for this... but she couldn't resist this crazy craving any more...

"Please stay..." she murmured pleadingly.

Sasuke turned to face her. "Why?" he inquired evenly.

"Because... I want you..." Sakura dropped her hands to the sides, letting him see her creamy breasts, "inside me," she finished, giving him a sultry look.

"Is that so?" he asked, crawling back onto the bed. He pushed her down on her back and hovered above her. "I thought you wanted to stay faithful at least to your husband?" he cited something she had said to him in the past.

However, she wasn't listening, instead pulling him into a violent, hungry kiss, her hands greedily sliding over his broad chest and tweaking his nipples, then boldly heading for his pants. The sound of a zipper was heard and Sasuke hissed when she gripped his already hard shaft and started pumping it harshly.

"Sasuke, take me, take me now," she panted out between the kisses, grabbing his hand and pressing it right against her dripping folds. His fingers sank into her depths easily and she groaned, bucking her hips into the touch. "Yes, yes, yes," she chanted drunkenly as he rubbed her tight passage from the inside.

Sasuke lowered his head to the jiggling breasts and caught a perky bud into his mouth. As he laved the nub with his tongue, flicking and nibbling on it slightly, his fingers working furiously on the shuddering quim, Sakura released a keening wail, her short fingernails digging into his shoulders as she sought purchase to pull him even closer.

He knew she would come any moment now and he wanted to see it, so he elevated himself to have a better view of her flushed face adorned with a look of a total pleasure. Knowing her body like a back of his hand, he knew exactly what to do to trigger her release.

"Sakura, cum now. I know you want to. Scream my name and cum," he commanded softly but with a seductive undertone of steel, his eyes blazing at her dominantly as the dirty words sank in, arousing her beyond measure. He viciously stabbed his fingers, hitting her sweet spot, while the other hand pushed on her abdomen, massaging just above her womb.

Sakura arched her back so far, it looked like she would break her spine, and released loudly, shouting out his name, her eyes rolling back as the powerful tremors shook her to the core. The sight of her coming apart was beautiful in his eyes and the knowledge that it was him, not Naruto, who brought her to such a state provided an immense stroke to his male pride.

When her back touched the mattress again, Sasuke pulled out his fingers dripping with her liquid passion and brought them first to his mouth, then to her open one. Sakura sucked them clean and he was reminded of his own pressing need, straining and leaking clear fluid against his thigh. He kicked off his pants, so they wouldn't impair his movements.

"Sasuke-kun..." she muttered, opening her eyes, which seemed more coherent after the physical satisfaction was finally provided to her. "More... Fuck me..." she grabbed onto his shaft yet again and thumbed the tip. She grinned, feeling him twitch in her hand.

"You have your husband to do that for you every night. Why should I do this?" he asked, interested in her response. Not that it would change the outcome, he still planned to have her but not before appeasing his curiosity.

"Because..." Sakura averted her eyes and stroked his rod faster, licking her lips. She opened them again. "He can't make me feel like you do... Sasuke-kun, onegai..."

The desperation he saw in her, the deep look overtaken by lust made his own tightly controlled desire rise and roar inside of him. Sasuke seized her lips roughly and she reciprocated eagerly, their tongues tangling. They shifted around until her legs were splayed open and he was kneeling between them.

The two lovers parted for a moment reluctantly.

"Sasuke-kun, now," she whined. Her fingers snaked down her belly to spread the petals a deep shade of burgundy, glistening with the moisture of the natural lubricant, an engorged, hard nub prominent in between them. The enticing sight of her exposing all her secret places to him and begging for it was such a huge turn on, it was almost a torture not to plunge right away. However Sasuke gritted his teeth and held himself back. There was just one more thing needed to complete his triumph.

The Uchiha grabbed a pillow from the other side of the bed, Naruto's side. It even smelled vaguely like a ramen breath, so there was no mistake who it belonged to. With a devilish smirk, Sasuke placed the pillow under Sakura's bum, knowing this would give him a better angle for penetration.

"I want you so much, Sasuke-kun! I can't... please, put it in," the woman pleaded, grasping at his rigid length and pressing it to her opening impatiently.

The contact was electrifying and he groaned, his hips moving on their own forward, the tip sliding in a bit.

"You sure, Sakura?" Sasuke asked more to tease her than for the sake of confirmation. He supposed he would have taken her even if she had screamed rape. Could it have even been called rape when he was just taking what was rightfully his?

"Yes!" she grunted in sheer frustration, which sound immediately turned into a shriek of pleasure as he rammed into her, putting his whole weight into the thrust and burying in her flooding, receptive snatch, filling it to the brim.

Their bodies meshed together, her breasts fitting perfectly in his palms as he kneaded and rubbed the fleshy mounds, while her quivering inner walls stretched in a snug, tight fit around his bludgeoning, hot organ, its every strike punctuated by a loud moan from the woman. She wrapped her limbs around him with a nearly crushing strength, bringing them even closer as they savagely ground against each other. They were no longer restricted by the social norms and standards as their true selves became lost in overwhelming sensations, the visceral beat of copulation thrumming in their veins.

Sakura scratched bloody gouges into her lover's back and the pain only inflamed his need to take from her, rougher, faster, stronger. Sasuke growled menacingly, then grabbed her legs and hooked them onto his shoulders, putting her in a helpless position, submissive to his wants. Now she had to take what he dished out and she did so with strangled moans and cries, her incoming orgasm signalized by the vice-like, constricting grip pulsating around his length.

The wet slapping of their bodies became even faster as Sasuke sped up the pace, driving into the woman brutally, as if he was possessed, but she received it all with delirious satisfaction, clamoring for more of his rough affections. And when he watched her plummet over the edge, her cherry red lips parted in a silent cry, her body convulsing harshly and the spasms almost making him lose it on the spot as her walls clamped onto him, trying to suck him dry, Sasuke realized no other woman would ever compare, his attraction reaching new heights. He came to this conclusion by experience – there was a reason the few one night stands he had had in the past month ended with him quietly slipping away into the night. He had been searching for someone to fill the spot Sakura left open with her marriage to the dobe, only to realize that no one but her could ever fill it. And he intended for it to stay this way from now on.

No one would come between them ever again, the Uchiha promised to himself decisively, slowing down on his thrusts.

"Kiss me," Sakura requested hoarsely when he allowed her legs to drop from his shoulders and rest on the bed for a moment. Sasuke bent down and claimed her lips in an idle manner, the strokes of his tongue slow so they would match the way he rocked into her sensually, prolonging their mutual pleasure.

She slid her hands all over his front, mapping his skin, then hoisted her right leg over his hip, gasping with another pending orgasm as he took her with deep, hard strokes, never breaking the alluringly slow rhythm. When she came undone in his arms once again, he pushed in for the last time and let himself loose with a hoarse cry.

Sasuke slipped out of her, pleasantly exhausted, then laid his head on her clavicle and inhaled the scent of her warm skin, the calm almost lulling him to sleep if not for her whispering something.

"What did you say?" he inquired sharply, raising himself on elbows to look into her face. Sakura looked away, biting her lip.