Hello, guys! Sorry. I just had my practice board exams so I was busy this weekend. I have a new chapter for youuuu! Hahaha. Thank you once again to Sakura181 for her inspiring messages. They keep me going and motivated to sit my ass in front of Katnip (that's the name of my computer) and write as if my life depended on it.

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Warning for my readers! There's a bit of intense supeeerrrr sour lemon at the end. So you guys may want to brace yourself. XD

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Disclaimer: CLAMP owns Cardcaptor Sakura. Rawr.

Chapter 11:

Syaoran was on the phone when Sakura entered his office. She looked smart in her obviously new office clothes. He held one finger up to show her that he was just about to be finished. "Please, feel free to contact me directly if you have any questions. I will have someone to pick you up at the airport."

Sakura leaned over his desk as she beckoned a finger to him. He leaned forward and was a bit surprised as she kissed him quickly. He smiled as she sat down in front of him and waited for him to be finished.

"Well, I'm looking forward to seeing you, Mr. Tseng." He ended the call and put the phone down. He sat back down on his chair and smiled at his cous—girlfriend.

"Who was that?" her hands were folded on the desk and Syaoran was quick to hold them in his own.

"That was Mr. Tseng. He is one of our targets if ever our plan to expand in China will push through." He drew circles on her hands with his thumb.

"Have you eaten already?" Sakura asked. She was wearing light makeup today and she looks positively stunning. Her hair was also pulled back in a high ponytail, making her look a little bit older.

He nodded but then stopped, "Why? Have you? I can call for foo—"

"No, its okay. Grandpa and I ate before I left the house." She was playing with his fingers as they passed the time, not speaking. Being in each other's presence yet without the awkwardness was perfect. They didn't need words.

"Have you decided on a position yet?" He asked, pulling on her hands so she stood up and went around the desk to sit on his lap instead. He pulled her close, not caring if she was kind of wrinkling his pants or shirt.

She smiled at him, "Can I work for you?" she teased.

He smirked as he watched her play with his navy blue tie. "I don't think I'll get a lot of work done if you're here in my office all the time."

She hit him playfully on his arm. "What's that supposed to mean?!" She squealed as he nuzzled her neck, nipping and biting. His hands were caressing her thighs.

"I meeaaan—"

There was a knock on the door and Sakura stood up quickly, straightening her skirt as Syaoran fixed his tie. Smiling mischievously as they tried to make themselves look presentable, he called out, "Come in!"

Naoko entered the room, a bunch of files and folders in her arms which she set down on Syaoran's desk. "Here are the files you were asking for, Sir. And I need your signature right here." She opened the top folder and pointed to where he was supposed to sign. He flipped through the pages first before signing. When he was done, Naoko left the room with a bow.

Syaoran picked up the new files and moved them to the side of his desk. "Ready for the tour?" He asked Sakura who was smiling her perfect smile. She nodded.

XXX

They were in Yamazaki's office and Syaoran was deep in thought as the head of the HR department relayed a few of their patrons' requests and complaints. He had brought Sakura here so she could see the hotel and find a position she would like just as Grandpa had told him to.

"A few of the air-conditioning units have been reported to be broken as well. I was just in the middle of filing a report to you to approve replacements." Yamazaki concluded. He was of medium height and build and his eyes were squinted. He was a cheerful person, a bit odd, but Syaoran trusted him immensely. He was the grandson of one of their shareholders.

Syaoran shifted in his seat as he took the report that Yamazaki handed over to him. He perused it while Sakura enjoyed her tea beside him.

"So, Miss Kinomoto, how are you?" Yamazaki asked her conversationally. She smiled. She liked Yamazaki but she didn't want to stay in the HR department. She wanted to be closer to Syaoran.

"I'm okay. I've been here in the hotel only a few times and this is the only time I got to see almost all of it." She said. She glanced at Syaoran who was reading the second page of the report, a little frown on his face. "Your boss is too busy to take me around." She whispered loudly. She could see Syaoran smirking at that comment but he said nothing.

"Oh, we all know Syaoran is a workaholic. Though it was very interesting that he agreed to do the commercial with you. I bet it was the old man who coerced him into it?" Yamazaki said.

Syaoran laughed aloud at this one. "Of course! With a little help from me."

"Okay that's enough." Syaoran smirked as he took one of Yamazaki's pens and signed the last page of the report. "You guys are laughing at me now."

"I get good reviews about your hot model mojo thing going on." Yamazaki insisted. "As head of the HR Department, I assure you, seeing the CEO of this company in his naked glory—well not really naked since you had trunks on—is very beneficial to our hotel. I think you should do it again."

Syaoran smirked at Yamazaki. "Oh, I believe you, Yamazaki. But I don't think I'll be doing that again anytime soon."

With that, Yamazaki took one of Sakura's hands and kissed it just like a true gentleman. "May you grace my office with your presence again sometime in the future, Miss Kinomoto. It was a pleasure seeing you."

Sakura smiled at him, taking her hand back. "You're welcome, Yamazaki. See you around!"

They left the office and Syaoran resisted the urge to wipe Sakura's hand clean. "The nerve of that guy kissing your hand like that." He was slightly irritated at his friend as he muttered under his breath. Unfortunately, Sakura heard him and she seemed to think it was amusing. "He didn't mean anything by it."

"I don't think I want you here in the hotel. Too many stares and I don't like that skirt you are wearing. It's too short and your legs are supposed to be mine to see only." He smirked, holding the small of her back discretely. Not enough to rouse suspicion from other people and guests of the hotel but enough for a little affection.

"I did tell you that I'd work in your office instead." She teased.

"Then I would have to fire myself for negligence because I'm sure I won't be able to get any work done if you keep traipsing into my office looking like the gorgeous knockout you manage to pull effortlessly." He smiled at her as they stopped in front of the elevator and he pushed the button.

"You really know how to flatter me." Sakura rolled her eyes. "And it's not that short." She stuck her tongue at him as she pulled her skirt lower.

"I'd rather have that little pink tongue in my mouth." He whispered at her ear as the doors of the elevator opened with a ding and a bunch of guests came out.

"That was uncalled for!" Sakura hissed at him as they stepped inside the elevator. He didn't say anything but only held her hand tightly as they were jostled to the back of the elevator and more people went in.

Pushed at the back he could feel Sakura's bottom pressing onto his legs as she shifted her position in front of him. Seeing that nobody he knew was inside the elevator with them, he encircled his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. Breathing in the scent of her hair, he nipped at her ear playfully. "I love you." He whispered, his breath tickling her. She felt him relax and lean heavily against him. Simple pleasures like this were perfect.

She looked up at him and smiled. "I love you too." She mouthed.

XXX

"I was thinking that I didn't really want to go back and I'd rather stay here." Tomoyo's voice was chirpy on the phone as Sakura was sprawled on her bed while reading a magazine. It was late at night but she was waiting up for Syaoran. She left him earlier that day since he had work to do and went straight home. "I'm already looked for a college and signed up for Fashion Design classes and Eriol and the others are coming too."

"That would be nice. Maybe I'd tell Grandpa that I'd go to school first before he gives me a job at the hotel." She answered absent-mindedly. She flipped to the next page. "So I can come to class with you guys."

"And come to lunch with us again tomorrow. Bring your boyfrieeeend." Tomoyo teased.

Sakura thought about it. It would be nice if Syaoran did go but she wasn't sure if he had the time. "I don't know about that. But I'll definitely ask him about it. He's too busy with work anyway." She grumbled.

"What does he do again?" Tomoyo asked. There was a sound of ripping fabric and Sakura was sure that Tomoyo was making clothes again.

"He's CEO." Sakura smirked at the model on the magazine she was looking at.

"That explains it. It'd be hard to get a day off from that."

Not really… All I have to do is ask Grandpa about it… Sakura thought savagely.

"Besides, you guys live together right? He's some kind of employee of your Grandpa?" Tomoyo was asking.

Sakura nodded. Then there was silence.

"You'd better not be nodding at me, Sakura Kinomoto, I can't see you!" Tomoyo scolded at the other end.

Sakura laughed out loud at this. "Sorry!" She apologized, "I was reading this magazine about a model who kinda got caught cheating with the photographer."

"Ohhh do we know her?" Tomoyo's attention was easily distracted and Sakura was grateful for it. She really didn't want to be talking about Syaoran at the moment. Now that they were a real couple, there is still this nagging thought at the back of her mind that deceiving Grandpa about their relationship is wrong. Yeah, she's not really related to him. But still, legally, she was his cousin.

"I don't think so but her name is Mayumi Katsuro and she's modeled for quite a lot of shoots—"

XXX

"Sir?" Naoko called on his name softly.

He looked up from the file he was perusing and rubbed the bridge of his nose as he beckoned her to come forward. His face remained composed at the sight of Naoko carrying more files. As he took them from her, he glanced at his watch and saw that it was around 7. Still early but it looks like he'll have another long night. He took his Blackberry from the table and texted his girlfriend, "Hey… Work is piling up. Wish you were here. Don't wait up for me."

Looking up, he saw that Naoko was still standing up beside his desk. "Is there any more?"

Naoko hurriedly shook her head. Her face was a bit flushed and Syaoran noticed this. Taking note of what Sakura told him about Naoko liking him, he looked at her carefully. She still didn't move. "Do you need something?"

"Uhmmm… Sir…" she was fidgeting, her skirt beginning to fray at the hem as she twisted them in her fingers.

"Yes?" He was beginning to grow impatient. She was after all, wasting his time, time that was better spent elsewhere. Like Sakura's arms.

Suddenly, a bar of chocolate was in front of his face. He looked up at Naoko who was blushing. There was some kind of awkward silence which he suddenly broke. "Oh! For me?"

Naoko flushed furiously if that was possible. "Yes, Sir."

With that, he took the chocolate and was still bewildered at his secretary who hurried out of his sight. Turning the bar of chocolate in his hand, he chuckled to himself. Well what do you know…? She was right. He laughed to himself a bit harder at the thought of Sakura getting a kick out of what just happened.

He put the chocolate down and picked up the previous file he was handling. It was a proposition to merge with another company in China. He was reviewing their proposition before talking further about it with his lawyers and drafting a contract. There just seems to be a problem with one or two points.

His Blackberry was on silent but he didn't miss the LED light blinking fast and pink. He smirked at the thought of Sakura customizing his own phone. Every time she sends or calls, the LED would be blinking pink just as when he texts or calls her, it would be green on her cellphone. It made things easier and he didn't mind. It let him know if it was Sakura who was texting.

"Want me to come and get you?"

He smiled at the screen. His long fingers quickly typed in a response, "Its okay. You don't have to. I just miss you."

He didn't have to wait long. A minute later, the reply came in: "I miss you too. Did you have dinner already?"

He racked his brain. She might get pissed but there was no use in lying. "Not yet. I'd rather eat you."

The last part of the message was, he thought, some kind of apology. She was sure to get pissed at him not yet eating but she'll be putty in his hands at his comment. His heart beating fast as he waited for her reply, he waited to see if his gamble paid off. The Blackberry blinked pink again and he scrolled down to the message, "I'm wet and ready."

He groaned inwardly. Ugh! His Sakura wasn't making things easy! Still, it was his fault since he started it. Now his member twitched at the prospect of what was waiting for him at home. He put the Blackberry in his pocket and cleaned up his desk. Pushing the button for the intercom at the same time, "Naoko. I have to go home."

"Yes, Sir. Will set up your schedule for tomorrow. Take care." Naoko's speakerphone voice was slightly flirty and breathless. But he didn't pay attention.

He grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair and hurried out of his office. I've denied myself of her for far too long. Time to feed the hungry wolf.

XXX

Sakura bit her bottom lip as she stared at her phone while waiting for Syaoran's reply. Worried, she waited to see if her message offended him. She knew that he had work to do so maybe that's the reason he hasn't replied.

Stupid! You shouldn't send him texts like that when he's at work! She scolded herself. But it's been a long time. She could hear herself arguing.

The Blackberry in her hands vibrated and the LED was green. Still gnawing on her bottom lip, she opened the message from her boyfriend. "I'm on my way."

With a squeal, she leapt up from her bed and hurried to her bathroom intending to take a shower. Now would be a good time to test-drive that new lingerie she bought with Tomoyo the other day. She smiled mischievously at herself as she anticipated the surprise on Syaoran's face when he sees her in it.

Seduction 101, let's do this.

XXX

Taking a deep breath, Syaoran tugged his shirt off his shoulders and opened his bedroom door noiselessly. It was dark for his unaccustomed eyes. But he knew that she was already in the room.

He stepped inside, locked the door and fully removed his shirt when a pair of small hands wrapped themselves around his waist. He sighed happily as he turned around and wasted no time in showering his little princess with butterfly kisses.

"I thought work was piling up?" Her breath was hot against his skin.

He brushed his lips over her eyelids and kissed the tip of her nose, answering her question before kissing her fully. "You are more important."

Her lips were ready. Her mouth was hot and his tongue was battling with hers in a slow but passionate tangle. His fingers were in her long silky hair and her hands were on his chest, heated and searching. He waited a long time for this. Just to make sure that she was alright and she wasn't sore anymore.

He couldn't wait any longer.

"Sakura… I…" He said thickly. He crushed her lips tenderly, not forcefully but still, hard. Every fiber of his being wanted to be close to her.

"Yes?" She breathed out, nibbling on his lower lip, making him go crazier if possible.

Unable to control himself, he pushed her towards the wall behind her and pinned her rather hard. He heard her wince a bit but he apologized with another torrent of kisses. He started at her forehead, down to her closed lids, her nose, to her lips. He couldn't get enough of her.

His hands were on her waist, itching to climb up to her breasts. But he wanted her to beg for it.

"Syao…"

His ears pricked up at the mention of his name. In-between kisses, "Yes?"

Before she could answer him, he took her tongue inside his mouth, caressing it tenderly with his own. She tasted minty, like toothpaste.

"Stop teasing…" She managed to say as Syaoran pulled back a bit before kissing her again.

That snapped his restraint.

With a low growl, he pinned her harder against the wall but went down to her neck, nipping and biting. Her breaths were rugged and her soft moans filled his ears as he sucked and marked the top of her breast. Cupping her in his hand, he was not quite satisfied with the way the sheer fabric of her nightgown prohibited him from touching his skin. With another growl, he pulled her nightgown off her in one sweep. He threw it aside and stared at his completely naked girlfriend.

"Mou, Syao… You didn't like it?" She breathed out, reaching for him again.

"I did. I just like touching you better." He hissed as he took her nipple into his mouth.

She was squirming under him, her nails digging into his shoulders as her knees went weak with his tender ministrations.

"Wear that for me again next time. But…" He licked the valley of her breasts as he come up to her lips again, his hands on her mounds, teasing their little nubs as she moaned softly, her eyes half-closed with desire. "I need you right now."

"I need you too…" She breathed out as Syaoran bit her lower lip rather harshly. She yelped, "That hurt…"

But he didn't say anything. He was too lost in the moment. He needed to be inside her, as close as possible. His hands drifted downwards, smoothing her flat tummy, down to her nether regions.

Inhaling quickly, he felt her mold into his hands as he cupped her sex. She was moist and hot.

"Were you getting ready just for me?" He growled in her ear.

"Syao…" she moaned. She was leaning towards his hand, pressing him against her heated core.

Softly stroking her between her folds, it took his remaining restraint to stop himself from plunging into her, causing her another round of pain. He knew she would still be very tight. He knew that it would hurt. But restraining himself was hurting him.

"Please…" her mouth was close to his hear as he nipped at her neck rather forcefully.

Inserting one long finger into her, it slid smoothly because she was so wet. He slowly pumped in and out so she could get used to the feeling. So it wouldn't be painful later.

"Syao…" Her nails were digging into his shoulders as he gritted his teeth in pain. He was sure that he'd have little crescent-shaped bruises when this was over. His hardened manhood was rubbing against his the zipper of his pants and it itched terribly but he didn't care. She was hot and tight. Slipping yet another finger inside to make it easier for her, he pumped a little bit faster. She was still pinned against the wall and he was getting tired of standing and holding his weakened little princess up. Yet, he didn't want to bring her to the bed yet. Their position was too arousing for him.

"Ahh!" She suddenly yelped. He kissed her deeply; sucking on her tongue to keep her quiet as he repeatedly hit her most sensitive spot with his fingers. A few more minutes of his repeated assault had her weak and really wet in his hands.

"Did you like that?" He needed to know as he flicked her little nub, making her shiver. He felt her nod against his neck as he smoothed her hair back with his free hand, bringing his wet finger to his mouth, licking them clean.

"Syao… More…" Her voice came up from somewhere down his chest as he felt small fingers tugging at the waistband of his pants. He let her remove them, the belt making a small thump against the carpeted floor. He stepped out of them and finally he felt Sakura's small hands yet slender fingers slip inside his snug boxers and get a hold of him.

He groaned.

A delicious low rumble in his throat resonated as he tried to keep his emotions in check, his desire in control, his lust from ravaging her right then and there.

Her small hands could barely hold his entirety yet they were perfect against his throbbing member. His hands were dutifully on her breasts, massaging the nipples into peaks as he inhaled the scent of her hair.

Up… and down… Her hands were inquisitive and innocent yet they knew what they were doing. It was driving him to the edge. His boxers somehow slipped down to the floor and he stepped out of those too. Completely naked, he suddenly grabbed the backs of her thighs and lifted her up.

"I can't wait. Will you take me now?" He kissed her again, deeply, bruising her lips.

"Yes… Please."

You don't know what you're agreeing to.

"Wrap your legs around me." Sakura did. She wasn't that heavy. She was perfect. He used the wall behind her for some support. "Your arms around my neck." He growled. She did so. Her movements were too slow for his liking.

"Hold on tight to me."

With a slam, he was inside her in a flash. He managed to muffle the sounds of her surprise with his tongue inside her mouth as he pumped into her without stopping, without relenting. He could taste blood in her mouth. He didn't know if it was from him biting her lips of vice versa.

She was hot and tight. Her legs were going slack around his waist as he drove her to ecstasy. All restraint was gone. She was moaning into his mouth as he panted.

It wasn't long before he felt her fingernails dig into his again. He hissed at the welcoming pain. He was elated. He knew that it was him causing her to feel this wanton. He felt her legs trap him, almost painfully. Her muscles inside her core were slick and wet but they were tensed. Still, he didn't stop pumping inside her. He was nearing his climax. He knew she was coming. He pumped faster.

"Come with me, Ku-raa," he grunted as he pushed hard into her one last time.

She bit him hard at the shoulder and he clenched his teeth as he released everything he had inside her.

"Syao…" she was breathless but still holding on.

He kissed her softly on the lips this time. "I'm sorry. Was I too rough?" He whispered. He was still inside her. It was very warm.

She shook her head. "I didn't mind." She answered softly.

Untangling her legs from his waist, he put her down slowly, coming out of her with a small pop. She winced but not quite. Supporting her weight, he kissed her forehead. "Okay?"

She nodded again; there was a small smile on her face. "Tired? I think I wore you out…" He said in a low voice.

"Not really." She held on to his arms as she tried to stand steadily but her legs were shaking.

"Can you hold up for a while more?" He asked her softly as he got down on his knees in front of her, his hands at the back of her thighs.

She cocked her head to the side, "What? We're not done?"

He smirked, a slow lazy smile on his face as he inhaled her sweet scent. "Not even close." Spreading her legs a bit farther, he licked her down there.

"Syao!" she yelped softly as he licked her clean.

No… You're not going to get any sleep tonight. He thought as he pleasured her some more.

XXX

Okay. That was… a little bit steamy? I hoped you liked it. Reviews are appreciated.