His (20)

She sucked him so damn good. It was entrancing, watching her do so, her beautiful green orbs looking of at him through thick lashes, taking him all into the back of her throat as she touched herself. How was he supposed to last, he wondered? He knew he couldn't. Seeing the flush on her face and how much she enjoyed what she was doing, he let go, unconsciously pushing himself faster into her mouth. She didn't waste a drop of what he gave her, he noticed, watching her lick her lips deliciously, arousing him once more immediately just with how sexy she was.

He wanted to be in her again, needed it, even, so without much hesitation, he stood and pushed her to the sofa, facing away from him, and quickly took her from behind, reaching around her voluptuous hips to circle her clit with a hand, making her squirm. He ripped the dress that remained on her right off, breaking the zipper, exposing the entirety of her gorgeous body to his wandering eyes. He wanted to see her body when she came, needed to see her flushed skin, craved witnessing the shivers he caused her.

She moaned his name over, "Naruto, please, Naruto..." He swore those sounds where the sexiest he'd ever heard.

Her reactions only spurred him on more, so he fucked her faster, stronger, needing her to come. She was so beautiful, so he told her so, "you are so beautiful Sakura. So beautiful." She moaned louder in response, turning her head so she could look at him through her lashes, stunningly flushed, skin shiny and sweaty. He couldn't handle it anymore. "You feel so good, I need you to come... I can't..."

He felt her clamp around him as she came, and that was all he needed to explode within her, but he didn't stop. He kept going, dragging on her orgasm for as long as possible, gasping when she heard her shaky cries of pleasure as he kept going until he couldn't anymore.

"Sakura..." He whispered dreamily, now sitting beside her and pulling her to him in a hug. She was still shaky. Suddenly remembering, he stood up, running to the kitchen, "the water!"

Giggling, Sakura followed him. "You must be even hungrier now," she said mockingly.

He was about to take out an instant ramen cup when he saw her, gloriously naked still, leaning against his kitchen counter. "Fuck the ramen," he thought out loud, dropping the cup and walking over to her, feeling himself already hardening again, something he didn't even know was possible for him. She drove him crazy, nothing would ever tire him of her.

"Don't fuck the ramen, fuck me," she joked, causing his blood to rush downwards even more.

Reaching her, he grabbed her by the name and kissed her hungrily, pressing his hard cock against her, making her feel how she had him. "What you do to me, woman..." he whispered huskily against her lips, grabbing her by the back of the legs to hoist her up to the counter, standing between her open legs ready to dive into her again. This time, however, he took his time, making sure he kissed every inch of her body, making her his, all and only his.

"Nanadaime Hokage!" Shikamaru called out to him for the hundredth time, making him jump. "You're way more distracted than the usual today, it's so annoying. Something the matter?"

Scratching the back of his head, he apologized, "no, sorry Shikamaru! Uh, lets send team Konohamaru on that one, they're more than able to handle it, I'm sure." Glad to have satisfied Shikamaru for now, he went back to remembering. It was so easy to get distracted with so many fresh memories in his head.

He'd made love to Sakura. He couldn't believe it, after so many years he got to touch her again, to love her like he could only have dreamed to. She was so beautiful, he couldn't help but think. And sexy, so damn sexy.

"Now what is it you're blushing about? So troublesome."

Naruto tried to apologize again, but his advisor wouldn't have it.

"Look, I shouldn't meddle in your business, and it's troublesome for me to even talk about this, but I know what's going on, I can distinguish her chakra signature and you know it." He said seriously, pinching the bridge of his nose the whole time. Naruto was about to talk, but was interrupted, "you need to sort it out, people will begin to talk and ruin your reputation."

"Shikamaru, who I'm with has nothing to do with the reputation I have as Hokage," Naruto said matter-of-factly, crossing his arms over his chest.

"People lose respect for the simplest things." He sighed, losing patience, Naruto knew. "I'm not saying don't do it, just saying be careful until you're divorced. You fought hard for this position, and for the respect of everyone. Don't let some unrelated gossip ruin that, is all." Excusing himself, he left the room, leaving Naruto to his thoughts.

He knew Shikamaru was right, he definitely should be more careful with what he was doing. It had been so random, though, completely unplanned and out of the blue. Never in a million years did he think he'd arrive to work and find her here, even less have the chance spend the morning with her. Thinking about it now, he felt conflicted. He had enjoyed his time with her so much that it hadn't even crossed his mind to think about how his wife would feel if she heard, or worse, his kids.

It filled him with a fresh wave of panic. Would she find out? Had they been seen entering his apartment? At his office? He had been absolutely careless, he knew. And Sakura... She would be in a world of trouble with Sasuke if he heard... if he ever returned.

He could never regret it, though. No matter what happened afterwards, it was a decision he made consciously, and after thinking about it for many years. It wasn't a whim, and it wasn't an easy decision. It was selfish, yes, undoubtedly. He only thought about how he felt and wanted to feel in the moment. He'd spent years doing what he thought was best, trying to be someone he was not. For once, he was selfish, and if there were big consequences to his selfish act, he would face them unashamedly.