Chapter Thirty-seven

Practising

Syaoran kissed her eagerly, trapping her lips with his. Sakura stifled a moan and wrapped her arms around his neck. He had lifted her up a few inches so that their faces were at the same height and he kept kissing her.

He pulled her up on the bed, lying her down on the mattress, and let himself fall on top of her, propping himself up on his elbows to support his weight a little.

"I want you so much, Sakura. You have no idea," he murmured, his breath hitching.

She was so dizzy she couldn't take her eyes off him.

"I want you too, Syaoran," she admitted in a whisper.

He gave her a smirk and attacked her lips again, giving her no time to breathe. He slowly pulled her skirt down her legs, until she was in her underwear.

Sakura got rid of his trousers as well, throwing them to the floor when she managed to get them off. He sat up slightly to unbutton his shirt and Sakura nibbled at her lower lip as she watched him, scanning his body with her eyes and resting both hands on his chest.

Syaoran bent over her again and she gasped when their bodies were pressed together. Their cores brushed against each other and she could feel how aroused he was. He noticed and smiled, taking one of her hands and running it over his boxers.

"I've been like this all night for you. I couldn't stop looking at you or thinking about this moment."

Sakura sighed and placed a hand on the back of his neck, pulling him to her to kiss him. They devoured each other, letting their bodies brush against each other as the temperature slowly rose in the room.

His tongue knew all too well what to do to tease her with his kisses, and being able to feel his whole body so close was driving her crazy. Her eyes fluttered open and she put a hand to her mouth to stifle a moan. Her whole body was trembling and burning under Syaoran.

She felt him smirk against the skin of her neck, biting right where he knew she was ticklish.

"You've lasted just a little bit today," he whispered near her ear.

Sakura smacked his side, letting out a giggle.

"Shut up. You know I can't control myself if you rub up against me like that."

Syaoran raised his head to look her in the eyes.

"I know. I'm about to come too, but this can't end yet."

He pulled off her underwear and she looked towards the door.

"What if they hear us?" she asked, frightened.

He, too, had taken off the only piece of clothing he had left on and was reaching into his trouser pocket for something.

"They won't. We have to learn to do it quietly," he murmured as he returned to her side.

He lay down at her side and wrapped his arms around her from behind, undoing the clasp of her bra. Sakura took it off without thinking and tossed it to the foot of the bed. His hand moved down her belly, caressing her skin and stopping when he reached her core.

"Are you... Are you going to stay behind me?" Sakura asked, turning her head slightly to look at him.

He bit her cheek, nodding.

"If you're not comfortable like this, just tell me and we'll go back to the way we were."

Sakura swallowed nervously. His hand clamped around her neck, forcing her to turn her head a little more, and he kissed her passionately as he traced his fingertips over her most sensitive area. Sakura shuddered, sighing between her lips.

"Shush, we can't make any noise," he whispered, placing his hand on her belly.

He started to enter her slowly and she clenched her fists, trying to contain herself. His kisses and touches were clouding her mind and she forgot that they were in her room, with only a door separating them from their friends.

He moved faster and faster, panting against her lips and kissing her every few seconds. She pulled one arm back so she could hold onto him and concentrated on stifling the moans that wanted to come from her throat.

She closed her eyes and everything went black, though occasional bursts of colour appeared in front of her eyelids. She continued to kiss him, brushing his lips with the tip of her tongue until she felt him deepening the kiss. He grunted and held Sakura tighter with one of his arms, still circling his fingers where he knew she liked it best.

When she felt an orgasm again, she gritted her teeth and let herself be carried away by the spasms that were running through her lower body. Syaoran couldn't hold himself any longer and let himself go as well, panting softly. His hand moved up her body, wrapping around her hip.

"I can't like you any more, it's impossible."

She grinned as she caught her breath.

"I had a hard time keeping it down."

He gave her another smirk.

"Then we'll have to practise more until you can be completely quiet."

They both chuckled softly and Syaoran spun her around so that they were face to face. He placed a hand on her temple and ran it from forehead to chin, smiling as she closed her eyes to enjoy the caress.

"Did I hurt you this time?" he asked, his voice worried.

Sakura shook her head, her eyes widening. She wrapped her legs around him and her arms around his neck, pulling him to her. They melted into a deep kiss for a moment, until he pulled away.

"Do you want to do it again or what?" he asked, arching an eyebrow with a crooked smile curving his lips.

Sakura blinked, averting her gaze.

"Yes... but in a little while," she replied, blushing.

Syaoran chuckled, brushing his nose against hers.

"If you're not in any pain when you wake up, we can negotiate it."

She smiled and hugged him, resting her head on his chest. His arms wrapped around her and pulled the sheet up, covering her.

Sakura's heart shrank for a few seconds, thinking about what Meiling had told her. She shook her head, sighing. There was no way Syaoran was leaving her.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a whisper, digging his fingers into her hair.

"Nothing. I'm very happy with you," she replied, leaving a kiss on his collarbone.

"Me too."

The next day, Sakura got up early and prepared breakfast for both of them. She returned to her room with the tray and, when Syaoran sat up, they shared it lying on the bed.

"How are you?" he asked, looking sideways at her.

"Stop worrying, I'm fine. It doesn't look like it's going to hurt again."

He narrowed his eyes, clicking his tongue.

"All right, I won't ask you again. From now on, I'll be rough without saying anything to you."

Sakura stared at him in surprise.

"Rough?" she repeated in a trembling voice.

Syaoran let out a laugh and bent down, gently biting her nose.

"I'm kidding, I just wanted to scare you. But we can be more intense... but only when we're alone."

Sakura blushed and looked down. She downed the remaining milk in one gulp and sighed, looking back up at Syaoran. His amber eyes held a mocking glint.

"Are you ever going to stop making me blush?"

"Never."

She rolled her eyes and he set the tray down, pulling her closer with his arms. Sakura smiled and ran her hands up to his tousled hair, entwining her fingers through his locks.

"I love you," he whispered against her lips.

"I know."

Syaoran pulled away a few inches, frowning.

"And you call me smug."

Sakura giggled and launched herself at him, sending him sprawling backwards onto the mattress. She started giving him little kisses all over his face and tickling him while he laughed. Syaoran grabbed her waist and spun them around until he was on top of her.

"That's enough, Lady," he growled, licking her cheek.

"Ew! Don't do that!"

"It's what you deserve," he replied in a mocking voice.

He squeezed her tighter in his arms and Sakura groaned again.

"I surrender, but get off me. You're crushing me."

He grinned and rolled over, lying down next to her.

"I'm going to go study with the guys... even though I don't want to," he murmured, his eyes roaming over her.

"We'll all be together tonight and we'll have a great time at the disco," she replied, smiling.

"I hope you'll wear one of those tight dresses that show off your hips," he said, biting his lip as he imagined her.

Sakura blushed again.

"Shut up already," she protested, snorting.

Syaoran grinned, kissing her.

"I'm leaving now or I'm going to tie you to the bed and not let you leave this room all day," he muttered, getting up to grab the clothes off the floor.

She felt her pulse quicken at the sight of him naked.

"Maybe I'll tie you up next time."

Syaoran looked up as he pulled on his trousers, letting out a laugh.

"What have you done with my Sakura?"

"You changed her," she replied, catching a strand of hair between her fingers.

Syaoran put on his shirt and leaned over her.

"Be careful tonight because I might rip your dress off," he whispered into her neck.

Sakura shuddered, pushing him away with her hands.

"Get lost, pervert."

They both laughed and she walked him to the lift in her pyjamas. Before he got on, Sakura hugged him.

"I love you too."

Syaoran stroked her cheek with his thumb.

"You don't have to say it, you already prove it to me every day."

They kissed again and he left, winking at her before the lift doors closed. Sakura walked back to her flat with a little hop and Tomoyo smiled when she walked in.

"You look very happy today," she said as her friend entered the kitchen.

Sakura's cheeks flushed.

"Yes, maybe."

"So where are you going to take me tonight?" asked Meiling, who had just come out of Chiharu's room.

"It's called Ragnarok, it's on the outskirts and it's a huge disco. I really want to go," answered Tomoyo in an excited voice.

"I'm going to call Yue, he told me that he wanted to meet all of you" murmured Sakura, remembering her friend.

"What about Yue?" asked Meiling, biting her lip.

"The truth is that he is very handsome and he is single," said Sakura, looking at her with intention.

"Interesting," said Meiling.

She left the kitchen and locked herself in the bathroom.

"You are going to let me choose what you are going to wear, right?" asked Tomoyo to her two friends with pleading eyes.

Chiharu and Sakura nodded, laughing.