Chapter 5

Sakura melted.

With an audible gulp, she nodded her head.

Sakura slowly adjusted herself to lay on her back, her free hand lifted to cup his face as she pressed a chaste kiss on his lips. Sasuke still lay on his side, peering down at his shy wife with overwhelming emotions. Was he excited to feel her in her entirety? Yes, absolutely. Was she the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen? Well duh. Did she look absolutely delectable? The woman is a whole meal. Was he terrified of not satisfying her? Of hurting her? Of messing up? Of disappointing her?...yes.

Even though they were both virgins, Sasuke knew Sakura had a better understanding of the human body. She was a doctor for Christ's sake! Not long ago did she bring him to a state of pure ecstasy, which only fueled his desire. Watching her adjust herself with shallow breaths and a shy blush made him ponder at what exactly was going to happen next. She had stammered out that she would take longer, which didn't bother him, what was peculiar is that she thought he would be bothered. The woman had no idea that he had no problem wasting the rest of his life exploring her body.

And then another thought popped into his head. Would it take longer because of his lack of….education? His naivety? For the first time in his life, he was feeling stupid for not listening to their idiot teammate and sensei.

"Anata," Sakura whispered, breaking his trance, it appeared that she was aware of his internal struggle and smiled at him.

"I'm not going anywhere," she said softly, using his own words of comfort for him. He sighed and nudged his nose with hers.

Sakura kissed his lips again with passion, and with her boldness, Sasuke's fears melted away. They were in this together, he would take all the time she needed, we would worship her as she did with him.

Sakura was the first to break the kiss and panted as she reached for his hand again. She guided his fingers down to her folds and began to teach him how she liked it.

"Start slow," she whispered, repeating her previous movements around her core. From her own exploration as well as research from medical journals, it was all about the build-up. She imagined her core as her own entity, thus "introducing" Sasuke. The light touches, the pinch, and pull of her lips, the skimming of her nub. The entrance wasn't permitted until her core sucked him in.

Sasuke reveled in watching her squirm, teasing her was more addicting than he ever imagined it would be. She was sensitive and wet and it wasn't long before her hand left him to anchor onto his arm. While he continued to tease and touch her, he decided to kiss her neck, trailing his tongue along her collarbone and up to the sensitive skin behind her ears. She moaned.

His fingers then traveled to the clit to test more movement. He tried first with a light flick of his finger pad, she shivered. Then he tried to press lightly and move to more in circular motions. She gasped.

"Is this okay?" he murmured.

With closed eyes and scrunched eyebrows, Sakura nodded, "T-that feels really good," she whispered, "You can press h-harder" she whispered again. Sasuke did as he was told. Beforehand his fingers felt her with feather-light touches, now he gave her more sensation. With this new pressure, she moaned louder with each caress.

It wasn't long before he started truly teasing her. Sasuke switched from her clit to her lips. Revealing at her pout and frustrated groans whenever he would leave her swollen nub. A new sensation started to happen whenever his fingers massaged her folds. He felt almost a sucking sensation of her core. As if she was asking him to enter her. He took this as a sign to explore her deeper.

Sasuke trailed his lips to her mouth and kissed her languidly as one of his fingers entered her. Sakura whimpered. She felt so warm inside, so tender, so amazing as he slowly started to pump her.

"Is this okay?" he whispered, as he nibbled below her earlobe.

"Yess," she whispered.

He experimented with his strokes. Sasuke lightly pressed her soaked walls as he pumped her. He took note of the texture, the warmth as well as the tiny quivers her muscles made. He knew that taking their time was key to keep her comfortable. No matter how maddening his hunger was for her, he was adamant about keeping himself together. He wanted her to melt the way she had done for him. And to be honest, Sasuke couldn't get enough of her short breaths and tiny mewls.

One finger became two as his tongue entered her mouth. He soon felt ridges from within her in a spot not too far from her entrance. His fingers would skim over them with each pump and he could feel Sakura shake slightly whenever he did.

"There, S-Sasuke right there," she whimpered. With each pump he tried different strokes, making sure to gauge his progress from the faces she would make. He kept his pace extremely slow.

He nibbled on her earlobe before whispering again, "how tsuma," waiting patiently for her reply.

Sakura took a deep breath to pull herself together. Anything Sasuke did felt amazing. Just being here with him felt amazing, yet she knew he was determined to pleasure her with purpose. To talk to Sasuke about how she masturbated was something she didn't think she would ever do. It was embarrassing, to say the least, even though in retrospect it's completely normal. "Come on Sakura! You're a doctor!" she chided herself. He wanted to do it right, therefore she needed to be in doctor mode.

"That's the...g-spot," she stammered, as she opened her eyes. He nodded in return. Sasuke tried rubbing a circle on top of her ridges and she groaned with pleasure. Sasuke nudged his nose to her cheek to keep her talking, he needed to know how she liked it.

"I-I liked that," she whispered again, thus causing his to repeat the same motion.

"What else?" he whispered.

Sakura gulped, "Y-you can...press a...little harder...and c-curl...f-fingers," stammering as Sasuke followed her directions. She gulped again,"...and faster."

He did so perfectly.

Sakura lost it. Her whimpers turned into long moans while her hips began to buck into his hands. Her hands had traveled to her breast, pinching and pulling her nipples without shame, she was too lost in the sensation of his fingers to care. Not that he did. He reveled in it.

To watch his own wife pleasure herself in front of him felt like a wet dream. As much as he loved to watch her play with her own mounds, Sasuke wanted to be the one to continue that sensation.

His mouth traveled to her neck, then collar bone and he slowly shifted downwards to capture her breasts. He used his nose to nudge her hands away and took over her ministrations.

"Sasuke!" she cried out. His tongue swirled and sucked on her supple skin with adore. Her sheen of sweat made her even more delectable as he licked her skin. The more he tasted, the hungrier he became.

Her fluids dripped from his fingers with each pump of his hand. It was the sound of said pumping, coupled with her pants that enticed him further in his exploration.

A thought popped into his head as he felt more of her fluids drench the sheets. Taste her….taste her….taste her...repeated over and over in his head. Sakura was too lost to notice his slow descent to her core. It wasn't until his hot breath hovered over her nub that she opened her eyes to his position.

"S-Sasuke!" she stammered, "You don't have to!" she continued. Sakura attempted to close her legs only to feel him use his stump to spread her wider. The look in his eyes shut her up fast. She watched as he made eye contact, watching him stick his tongue out and proceed to lick her nub. Her head rolled back as she let out a feral cry.

Her taste was immaculate. He groaned with each stroke of his tongue.

Keeping his fingers pumping, Sasuke experimented.

Her nub was definitely a spot of enjoyment, therefore he licked and sucked with different patterns and pressures. Her hips bucked and squirmed under him with impatience. She was close, yet he wasn't allowing her to reach the end….a small part of him wanted to keep her like this longer. A wicked smirk formed on his lips, he loved teasing her.

"Just one!" she cried hoarsely, feeling him switch his pattern once again. Sakura growled at his mischief. At first, she was certain he didn't understand what she wanted, but after peering down to instruct him of his mistake, she saw him smirking. Her adorable husband was revealing his teasing!

"Sasuke!" she begged, "please!"

She was so wet and so sensitive. Her panting had become wails, tears streamed down her faced at the onslaught of pleasure. She was being reduced to nothing.

"Please!" she cried out once more.

Sasuke finally gave in and proceeded to pump and suck fast against her pleasure point.

Rub, suck, rub, suck, rub, suck….rub, suck, rub, suck, rub, suck….RUB, SUCK, RUB, SUCK!

Sakura was white.

She came hard, spraying Sasuke with her fluids. Her back arched as she screamed with pleasure, feeling a wave of heat and ecstasy wash her entire body. It was intense and it was incredible.

Meanwhile, Sasuke dutifully lapped at her core, groaning at the taste of his wife's fluids.

Redemption never tasted so good.

He kissed her thighs and stomach, making her way up to her panting face. Sakura's face was turned to the side and was covered by her locks. Her eyes were still closed as she let out heavy breaths.

Sasuke gently wiped her hair from her face and turned her chin to face him. She slowly opened her eyes and peered up at his face. He was smiling, not in a taunting way, but with warmth and tenderness. He craned his head to plant a soft kiss on her lips, sharing her taste.

"Anata," she smiled.

"Tsuma," he whispered, as he pulled her into a hug.

They stayed like that for a few moments more. Feeling the rise and fall of each other's chests.

Sakura slowly pulled away to kiss the underside of his chin, signaling for attention.

Once looking down at her, he was assaulted by her lips. The tenderness had faded away and new heat rose between them.

As Sasuke and Sakura devoured each other, they soon found themselves in a new position. Sasuke had rolled on top of her, spreading her legs in the process.

Realization hit them both as their lips parted, and it wasn't long before Sakura nodded in approval. She cupped his cheek and whispered softly, "I'm ready Sasuke-Kun."