Here is the last piece of Seduce Me. There is a sequel, but I will only be posting it on A03. Thank you to Purple Possibilities for helping me with this, and Bouncy and Cosmic Moth for betaing this chapter! I'm lucky to have such wonderful friends in the fandom!
This is not a story for minors, so please turn back if you're not of age since there is sex in this chapter.
Thank you and enjoy!
A weary sigh escaped Sakura's tired body as she listened to the birds singing excessively cheerfully that morning. However, saying she was just tired couldn't begin to explain how she really felt—more like exhausted and drained, but not for any fun reasons.
Her evening with Kakashi had brought such intense and wonderful pleasures while toeing the line of sexual haze and consuming need. She had been so close to giving in and ending their game last night, when she saw him come apart in her bed. Seeing Kakashi coming down from an orgasm was hotter than she expected.
What would have rounded out the night perfectly, would have been a good night's sleep.
But that's not what she got. In reality, she got anything but 'a good night's sleep'.
Sakura wasn't used to having a man in her bed, especially one who loved to hog space and her covers. And she really wasn't used to a warm body reaching—innocently enough—for her several times throughout the night.
With his larger size and weight, he won the battle for space and sheets each time. She couldn't blame him for the things he did while he slept, even though she really wanted to, she just couldn't. However, it didn't mean she had to like that she barely got a wink of sleep because of him.
Be that as it may, now she couldn't make up her mind over which she wanted more: try to get some sleep or get some sort of revenge.
She weighed the pros and cons while staring across the room and listening to Kakashi's soft, even breathing. The little noises he made every once in a while were rather cute, but that wasn't enough to deter her from wanting to get some payback.
Perhaps a little bit of harmless revenge would teach him to be a better bed mate. Maybe something that he'd enjoy, but at the same time something she'd enjoy even more, all while teaching him a bit of a lesson.
One thing's for sure, she knew that the best way to start any type of confrontation was to ensure that the captive was secured and not likely to get away. At least not before she had her way with him. She was lucky that she kept many of her excess shinobi tools under her bed, and currently within grasp of her nimble fingers.
Blindly, she searched for her chakra infused wire that would perhaps be a useful tool in keeping him compliant.
A good kunoichi was a prepared one, she thought to herself.
Without looking at him, she sat up ever so slowly, wire in hand, and swiveled calmly to prey upon her unsuspecting bedmate. Her training was coming into its own as she prepared to crawl onto his prone body and quickly restrain him for whatever she decided would be a just punishment.
But when she finally got an eyeful of him, just laying there on his stomach, shirtless, muscular, sheets bunched low on his waist and completely asleep, she hesitated as her breath caught in her throat.
It was only a matter of seconds before she felt the lust take over her senses and making her hesitate. She sighed under her breath, tempted to change her mind and switch to something much more enjoyable for them both.
Something reminiscent of the sheer pleasure from the previous evening.
First, however, she would have to stop staring at his sleeping form. She had slept next to this all night? Slept next to a man whom she found that strong and sexy? A hunger washed over her once again—the same type that had visited her so graciously as she had watched him pleasure himself last night.
Unable to help it, memories filled her mind of the way he looked and sounded as he put on that erotic show for her the previous night. Especially his moan when he succumbed to his own passions—it was probably the most erotic and arousing thing she'd ever witnessed.
And now, as he lay face down and spread eagle, he was teasingly oblivious to how desirable he was. Warm flesh stretched over solid muscles that beckoned hands, lips and tongue to trace his arousing body. Scars dotted his back, somehow making him all the more appealing. Her thirst for him grew as she studied his strong capable shoulders that led to more corded sinew heading down his back, flowing into the dip of his spine and to the curve of his ass. His rib cage expanded with each gentle and sleepy inhale he took, drawing Sakura's eyes to his sculpted obliques.
Heat flooded her body as she continued to stare at his sleeping form. The longer she stared, the more her body filled with warmth and desire. She was briefly tempted to climb on top of him and enjoy the power beneath her.
Of course it'd be more fun if he was right-side-up. But she'd have to stowe that idea for another day.
It was so easy to overlook his nighttime transgressions the longer she stared. The only thing she wanted to hold against him right now was how quickly she was getting turned on by him just laying there. All thoughts of the game were swiftly pushed to the back of her mind.
"You're staring, Sakura," he mumbled into her pillow—something else he had taken throughout the night.
His deep raspy voice caught her off guard. She looked towards his head and noticed that he wasn't even looking at her. Eyes closed, soft long lashes brushing his cheeks, and his mouth parted enough to make her concentrate on his lips. How unfair it was when a guy had prettier lashes and lips than she did.
Okay, so maybe she was staring, but she wasn't about to admit that to him.
"No, I wasn't—"
"Liar."
And before she could stop herself, she reached out and slapped him right across his ass. In horror, she stared at her hand wondering if it had a mind of its own.
He snorted a quiet laugh and shifted his hips back and forth making it look like he was wiggling his ass.
"Spanking, huh? It's a little early, and I wasn't ready for it, but I'm game if you are."
It seems the competition was already on his mind this morning. She wasn't completely prepared for his teasing, especially by wiggling his butt. She was never a 'butt' girl before, but after seeing his—spanking his—it was certainly something else of his she could appreciate.
He wiggled it again to get her attention.
"Stop that. I didn't mean to do that, even if you completely deserved it. You're a real pain in the ass when you're asleep, Kakashi."
"What do you mean? I'm wonderful," he muttered teasingly, still half asleep and continuing to wiggle his hips.
"Oh, is that what you think? I don't think a wonderful person would have hogged the sheets and stolen my pillow, now would they?" she asked as she poked him playfully. "Your sleeping habits definitely leave something to be desired, Kakashi."
He finally cracked an eye open and looked back at her. "Well is there something from me that you do desire? Something I can do to make amends for my poor habits?"
She was startled by how genuine he sounded, but she felt that she couldn't let him off the hook that easily.
"Hmm… I don't know, Kakashi. I was all set to get a little retribution from you…" she hummed as she tapped her chin, avoiding his stare. She was worried about putting herself in a compromising situation that would allow him to gain the upper hand. But at the same time she was tempted to give in and just let him have his way.
Turning on his side, he propped himself up on his arm and seemed to be studying her. Reaching out he placed a warm hand on her knee.
"Let me make it up to you. Please?"
The look he gave her caught her off guard. It was someplace between heated and pleading, a look that probably only he could pull off so well. Conflicted, she hesitated until he started brushing his thumb across her bare leg.
His hand felt so good on her skin and the gentle movements sent shivers up her body. Such a simple gesture was all that was needed to change her mind and finally make her give in.
"Okay," she sighed quietly, watching a smile bloom on his bare face. "What did you have in mind?"
"To help you forget my poor behaviour, let me work my magic and make you feel good. I can promise you'll forgive me after one of my renowned massages. And then you can nap while I make you breakfast."
Another shiver coursed through her body at the thought of his hands on her, kneading her tired muscles, making her feel sinfully good. Even just having his one hand on her now was making her leg tingle with the awareness of him. The power that was emanating from him, his desire for her, was almost tangible, almost overwhelming for her.
She wasn't sure that if he got both hands on her, if either of them would be able to stop with just a massage.
"Is that all you want to do for me?" she asked teasingly.
Kakashi gave her his best cocky grin and slipped his hand higher up her bare thigh. "Well, it's a good start. We have the rest of the morning to find out what other things I can do for you," he purred seductively.
Eyes briefly fluttering shut, Sakura's mind began to wander, imagining all the possibilities. Visions of her riding him, of him fucking her, of their moans echoing throughout her apartment, of falling into the throws of passion filled her mind to the brink.
She felt the bed shift beside her, and then stillness. Slowly, she opened her eyes and saw him kneeling before her, so close to her, waiting and studying her with a hungry look. The heat from his nearly naked body radiated off him and it was all she could do not to just give in.
"Come on now, turn around and lay down," he instructed, his voice a tad deeper than before. When his eyes caught the wire laying beside her, he reached out and picked it up and held it between them.
"And just what were you planning on doing with this, Sakura?" he asked deviously. "Planning on tying me up and having your way with me? Because I can promise you that you don't need to tie me up to have me." He tossed the bundled wire onto the floor and brought his attention back to her.
Reaching out, he took her hips in his hands and manipulated her himself, slowly and tenderly. Turning her around, he gently pushed her down onto her bed.
"There you go. Now just be a good girl and relax."
How could she relax with so much sexual energy between them? The heat between her legs was so fierce and consuming she was sure he could feel it radiating off of her. But she could tell that he was waiting for her to completely settle before he began.
"And for future reference, there's no need for such drastic measures like chakra wire. I can, and will always be, very accommodating to you."
There was something about his voice that immediately made her tense in anticipation. Gods, how she wished there was something between her legs to grind against and relieve some of the building tension.
Kakashi placed his hands on either side of her hips and swung himself over her, settling himself on her thighs, placing just enough weight on her to stop any movements she might consider making.
Placing his hands on either side of her head, he led over to whisper into her ear, while allowing his bare chest to enticingly caress her back. "Very accommodating, Sakura. And oh so willing."
She had to work at keeping her moan smothered into her pillow that still smelled so much like him-which of course, only made her want to sigh and moan even more.
One thing she'd never admit to him were the dreams she had of him last night: visions of him on top of her, pressing her down, feeling his strong legs boxing her in while his wonderfully sculpted arms pinned her down as he took her over and over. It seemed impossible to leave her mind, no matter how hard she tried to push it away.
"Now that I have you where I want you, let me help you relax," he said as he kneaded and pressed into spots along her lower back and butt, making her sigh in pleasure. "Hmm...before we go too much further, your shirt is in the way."
"My shirt?" she asked hesitantly.
"Yes. This." She felt him tug lightly at her flimsy tank top. "It needs to go. Let me take it off of you so that I can properly touch you.
Her heart raced as she nodded her head. "Okay." The idea of being topless around him would only tempt her more to give in, rather than keep the upper hand. However, losing her shirt wasn't losing the game, and she was sure that if she gave in, that he'd make it worth her while.
"Arms up," he instructed quietly.
When he slid his fingers up the sides of her shirt, his touch brought goosebumps to her skin, making her anticipate what was coming next. His touch was light, almost hesitant as he continued to remove her top, bit by bit. Graceful fingers danced along her skin, grazing the sides of her breast, the higher the shirt rose on her. When finally he pulled the shirt off, her breath came out in a rush as her heart hammered in her chest as she looked forward to what was coming next.
As she laid topless on her bed, he lightly dragged his fingers back down her body to her hips. His roving caress was enough to flush her skin with heat and make her core pulse in time to the quickening beat of her heart.
"There, that's much better, don't you think?" he asked as he dragged a single finger down her spine. "Now I can do a proper job."
And that was all it took for her to lose her restraints on moaning and shifting sensually at his touch.
"Your skin is like silk. Makes me want to do things..." Kakashi murmured. "But you're still so stiff, you need to relax and trust me."
Amidst the haze of lust a devious thought came to her. Slowly, she arched her back while raising her hips and pressed them back into his lap. And what a perfect fit they were between his strong thighs.
"Sakura…" he growled at her.
A mischievous grin bloomed on her face, one that he couldn't see. "Speaking of stiff…" she teased. And within an instant she felt him grow even more rigid.
In a blink of an eye, Kakashi grabbed her hips pulling them tightly against himself. Sakura didn't think she could move away, even if she wanted to.
"Listen here, you little minx," he growled. "you're supposed to be relaxing. So be a good girl or I'll get that wire, tie you down and make you compliant." His tone was harsh and taunting, but he had yet to push her away.
As tempted as she was to press against him more, she did as she was told and returned to her original position. She heard him sigh in pleasure as his hands returned to caressing her back, before abruptly stopping.
"Fuck it."
He fell forward, coming to rest fully on top of her. Hips slotted into hips, chest lining back, and heat melting into heat.
A thrill rose in her chest as the pulse thundered between her legs.
"Is this what you'd prefer me to do?" Kakashi practically purred, hot breath tickling at her ear as he rolled his hips, eliciting a heady and satisfied moan from her.
Sakura wouldn't deny how much she enjoyed the feel of him against her. However, she wasn't about to end the game yet—she was having too much fun.
"What I'd prefer is for you to finish the massage that you started, and then make me breakfast like you offered." She turned her head enough to catch his eye and grinned mischievously. "And maybe if you're a good boy, we can have a talk about your position in the matter afterwards."
As the words left her lips, she playfully arched her back and pushed her hips back into his again. It was so easy to taunt and tease the poor man who was obviously on edge and in need.
Kakashi gave her the most disgruntled look she has ever received, but it didn't stop her from smiling gleefully at him once more.
"You're going to be the death of me."
"I don't know, Kakashi. You feel very alive to me."
With a tired grin, he leaned back and restarted her massage for the third time.
His hands were thorough in their abilities in all senses of the word as he took his time to relieve tension. Time after time, Sakura did her best to hold back half of the moans that rose in her throat, while the others came out without her concession. After another twenty minutes and when he was nearing the end, she felt as though she was a perfect pile of mush.
Kakashi had remained quiet throughout the rest of his massage, probably because he was waiting for her to fall back asleep. Thoughtlessly, she turned on her side, eyeing him sleepily.
She gave him a big yawn and then thanked him. "Thank you, Kakashi. That was wonderful." She realized that he was not staring at her face, but a little lower. Lowering her gaze, she saw that she was nearly flashing him, only her arm partially blocking his view.
Slowly, he dragged his eyes up to her face, giving her his best rueful smile, before he sat back on his heels in all his glory.
"Rest. Relax. Sleep. And when you wake up next, breakfast will be ready and waiting for you." He carefully swung himself off of her, tucking a pillow under her head and pulling the blanket up her bare body as her eyes began to flutter shut. She couldn't help but feel a tendril of warmth for the way he was taking care of her.
"Wait, can you even cook?" she mumbled sleepily, as she already felt the drowsy tugs of slumber.
"I know my way around a kitchen," he said quietly. "Sleep now. I'll wake you when it's ready."
Kakashi brushed the hair away from her eyes, then turned and left her bedroom, leaving her on the cusp of dreamland. It was so quiet and warm in her bed, and it smelled so much like him, it was easy to just let her eyes flutter close and allow herself to fall back asleep. Without him hogging the bed, it took mere moments before sleep claimed her.
What woke Sakura next was the delicious smell of food cooking in the kitchen. What surprised her the most was the sound of Kakashi humming as he worked in her kitchen. She had never heard him hum before, and she was very curious to see him in action.
His cheerful sounds were nearly as appealing as his rasping moan from the night before, but for vastly different reasons. She was so curious to see what a relaxed Kakashi looked like while doing something so domestic.
Their game was still on, and she knew that she had only hours before she either won or lost—and she was determined to win. She just needed to figure out her next move.
However, the first thing she had to do was freshen up and put on a cute sundress, one that she knew would turn his eye. Of course, nothing was quite as unassumingly seductive as a summer dress, and Sakura had the perfect one in mind. A nice little halter top dress in emerald that matched her eyes. To entice Kakashi further, she'd passed on wearing a bra, and would only wear sexy lace panties underneath. But first, a trip to her washroom to freshen up.
With a swish of her dress she left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen to find the man who was making her mouth water. She wanted to sneak up on him, even though she was sure that he already knew that she's awake. He had always been overly perceptive like that.
Once more, she was stopped in her tracks as she stared at him.
It wasn't just his bare back this time that had her body filling with lust, but his whole bare backside.
Kakashi was cooking her breakfast...naked.
...Or, nearly naked. Her pink frilly apron was tied around his hips and neck, protecting his front from any cooking mishaps.
But that was it.
She stood in the doorway and let her eyes roam across his muscular body, not caring if she was caught staring this time. And as her eyes shifted from his calves to his fantastic ass—which she wanted nothing more than to grab—up his muscular back and coming to rest at his neck, she recalled him saying how sensitive his neck was.
A devious, yet sexy idea popped into her head as she continued to stare. Hopefully he'd be just as willing to let her play and test out just how responsive he was. It was only fair since he was tempting her with his clothes—or there lack of.
"Good morning again," she paused for a breath, "sweet cheeks." Grinning, she watched the playful smile grow on his face. "What delicious foods are you cooking for breakfast?"
"A little bit of this, a little bit of that. Basically putting something together off of the meager things you had in your refrigerator," He said with a teasing smile, before turning his attention back to the food. "I hope you don't mind that I borrowed this apron. I don't like getting my clothes covered in food smells."
"How could I mind you borrowing that, when it suits you so well? Believe me when I say, it's a very flattering look for you," she quipped as she teasingly eyed his naked body. "Do you always cook naked?"
Not being able to stay so far away from him any longer, Sakura walked up beside him and peeked around his shoulder to look at what he was cooking. On the skillet was something resembling okonomiyaki that smelled heavenly and nearly made her forget her plan.
He turned his head to look down at her. "Whenever the mood strikes me, I'll cook like this."
Cocking an eyebrow, he looked her up and down, lingering on her chest. Sakura was sure that he noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra, and it gave her a rush of excitement that reached down her chest and to her stomach.
"You seem refreshed and more chipper. Did you have a good nap?" he continued.
"Hmm… yes, very good, thank you. It was very relaxing."
"I'll work on my poor sleeping manners for next time."
"Next time?"
"Oh, I imagine you'll be begging for another night with me when this is all through."
"Is that so, Kakashi?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. "Have you ever known me to be the type to beg?" Slowly, she dragged a finger down his ribcage to his bare hip, making sure that she had his full attention. Watching his flesh alluringly erupt in goosebumps was too enticing, and her touch lingered on his hip for longer than necessary.
The tone of his voice, as well as his posture changed as she played with him. "Hmm… maybe, but have you ever known me to fail in an endeavour?" he shot back just as cockily, eyes heavy with desire, though they never left the food.
His deep and raspy voice was enough to send shivers down her body, eliciting all sorts of thoughts as to his skills, and all the things that he could do to her. She certainly knew how determined he could be in anything he put his mind to; however, she didn't want to play into his question just yet; there were other things on her mind.
Sakura wanted to see if she could get a reaction out of him, and maybe even make him moan. She would know he was close to giving in when she could get him to call out her name.
And she knew just what to do to get him in such a state.
"Kakashi, would you let me try something?"
"Am I going to like it?" he asked as he lazily stirred their breakfast.
Once more, he didn't make eye contact with her, but she wasn't sure if that was done on purpose, or not. It was starting to unnerve her that he just wouldn't look at her… must be some sort of part of his game. However, she knew she would have lost her nerve if he caught her eyes with his.
She leaned against the counter, suddenly taken by a nervousness for what she had planned, despite knowing how well it would work.
Trying to regain her confidence, she recalled the way he looked last night as he touched himself for her. It was truly something she was unlikely to ever forget.
"I'm pretty sure you're going to like it, but I won't know for sure until I try." She looked up at him, paying special attention to his throat and neck.
Pushing down the rest of her nerves, Sakura reached up and played with the wisps of his hair that brushed the back of his neck. "Problem is, you're too tall, Kakashi."
Sakura smiled as she enjoyed the way his body reacted as another shiver ran down his naked torso. Frozen in place, Kakashi's eyes fluttered shut as he enjoyed her playful ministrations. The forgotten food sizzled and crackled as it simmered in the pan.
A drop of grease must have caught Kakashi's hand because his eyes suddenly shot open before he turned off the element and removed the pan from the heat.
Now Sakura had his full attention.
His chest puffed with a deep breath as he stood to his full height while staring down at her.
"I don't think the height difference is all my fault, since you're quite small yourself, Sakura," he said, hands reaching out to encircle her waist. It was as if he was measuring her petite body against his big hands, making her feel so much smaller than him. She barely came up to his shoulders, and in this position she was eye level with his scantily clad chest, covered only by her frilly apron.
His hands tightened on her waist before he easily picked her up, placing her on the counter. Her breath caught in her throat at how easy it was for him to move her at his will. Now sitting eye to eye with him, she gained a whole new perspective.
From her new angle, she could readily look down his body, and appreciate the strong and muscular angles on his exposed form. It was an instant turn on for her to see the subtle bulge between his legs and how his muscular thighs framed such a wonderful thing.
Shaking her head as her thoughts ran away with her, Sakura smothered a grin as she looked at him again.
"And what's so funny?" Kakashi asked, hands squeezing her waist to make sure he had her attention.
"Oh, I'm just enjoying you in pink frills. It really suits you."
His eyebrow rose with his cocky grin. "Hmm… I couldn't agree more. It is quite comfortable and freeing. Now what is it that you wanted to try with me?" he asked, hands skimming down to her knees and back up her thighs.
Kakashi seemed to be taking his time to feel her legs intimately, lightly brushing his thumbs in soft, teasing caresses, even going so far to skim his fingers up under the edge of her dress. And when his hands had finally come to rest on her knees, ever so slowly, he parted her legs and stepped between them.
"This is a wonderful dress, Sakura. The colour is perfect on you," he said, his voice deep and raspy. His hands moved back up her thighs to play with the edges of her skirt once more.
She smiled radiantly at the compliment, fluttering her eyelashes coyly at him.
"Thank you. It's one of my favourites."
Shifting herself to the edge of the counter, she pushed her body forward, allowing it to brush against his, ever so slightly.
"I always love the differences between a man and woman's body. The way you're so broad and tall, I must say, I have a thing for strong shoulders like yours, Kakashi."
Sakura ran a single finger along his hand, up his toned forearm and bicep to his shoulder, noting how warm he felt against her. When she reached the back of his neck and to the soft hairs she found there, she watched as his eyes glazed over in reverent bliss.
"You really like that, don't you?" She kept her voice light and breathy so as to not break the mood.
Once more, his hands tightened on her thighs, trying to pull her even just a fraction closer. She could hear the unevenness in his breath as he tried to maintain his control on his body. But she knew better; she knew that something had changed for him.
"Sakura, I'm a man, standing almost naked in your kitchen. I definitely like it when you touch me." He said, his breath coming out in a rush, as though he was trying to remember to breathe.
She smirked at her small win. "Good, because I plan on touching you much more before I'm through with you."
A small deep sound came out of him as he tipped his head back, baring his throat and letting her have whatever she wanted.
First thing first, that apron had to go. With deft fingers, she untied the bow at the back of his neck. She watched as the fabric slipped down his chest draping at his waist where it was still tied. His hard pectorals, tight abs, and the silbery happy trail leading to the delicious V of his hip bones were exposed for her to admire. It delighted her as she felt her stomach aflutter with butterflies.
How tempted Sakura was to lean into him and feel his bare body against hers to let that consuming fire between them grow. How much longer, she wondered, would it be until she felt that heat inside of her? Once more their game came to the forefront of her mind as she was lured to give in.
No! Her mind screamed at her. The pride of kunoichi demanded not giving in. I know how to handle this—handle him. It all comes down to just holding on until I get what I want. Her inner thoughts echoed what her body already knew as she parted her legs, allowing herself to lean into him, until their cheeks brushed against each other.
"You know, Kakashi, I already know your weakness. I've seen you touch yourself, bring yourself to climax, and even tasted you. Why hold back any longer? Just give in," she whispered as her lips found his ear. Nibbling lightly on his soft skin, she moaned quietly to get a rise out of him. Anything to make him give in.
It was then that Kakashi's hands finally slipped under Sakura's dress, trailing up her thighs until they stopped at her hips, over her lacy underwear. He pulled her tightly against him, waiting for her next move.
"Come on, Kakashi. Just a few simple words, and I'm all yours," she tempted, hot breath caressing his ear once more.
A heady groan was her only reply, but it wasn't enough. She knew that she had to step up the pleasurable torture a little more. Her lips trailed down his neck, pausing every so often to nibble and moan and gasp, making sure he heard it all. She ran her nose along his strong jaw, letting her lips trace a blazing trail into his skin, but still, he held on strong and gave no reaction.
Her lingering kisses hadn't quite done the trick yet. He was devious, doing his best to make her squirm and the temptation to grind against his body was almost too much to take. The two orgasms she received last night were not enough. Nowhere near enough to satisfy her, not with Kakashi constantly around her, providing constant stimulation.
Needing to up the ante, she began to trail short nips down his neck to where it met his shoulder then she set her teeth there with a loud moan. She would do anything she could to get him to give in, so that they could both find pleasure and release in the other.
Once more, Kakashi resisted her, only to add his own pressure to her. His hand trailed down her leg to her knee and he quickly lifted them, one at a time, to encircle his waist tightly, and only returned his hands to her thighs once she locked her ankles behind him.
He began to rock her hips against his body, forcing her to grind against him, drawing groans from both of their lips.
"Come on, Sakura," he said, using her previous statement to taunt her. "Just a few simple words and I'm all yours," he shot back at her as he continued to tempt her with his body. "Or you can just use my body and come against it. I promise I won't mind."
His voice was so deep and gruff with need, which made her only want to grind harder against him.
Each time she found a new place on his neck to kiss, nibble or suck, his hands tightened on her once more. Pulling her core against him, encouraging to find that sweet spot and release. It was as if he was trying to get her to use his body as a tool for her pleasure, but she was still unwilling to give in. Instead it made her only want to focus on his pleasures over her own. They were pushing at each other higher and higher, edging the other on, and seeking that bit of bliss that they both desperately craved. Sakura was nearly delirious with need as she was so close. She could feel how wet she had gotten against him and she should be embarrassed, but she wasn't. It only turned her on more.
"Uhhnn... Kakashi… you feel so good."
Fingers tightened on her hips once more and a low growl was the only reply that she got from him. She wasn't nearly satisfied with that. She wanted more from him before she gave in.
"Tell me what you want from me," she pleaded in a breathless rush.
"I want you to come against me. I want to feel your juices run down my body."
And oh, how she was tempted to give in. Neither were begging the other just yet, the game nowhere near finished, but she was desperate for the release her body craved and demanded.
Just as she was about to allow her body the pleasures of a sweet release, she was startled by a knock at the door. Sakura froze, heart pounding in her chest and Kakashi did the same. A look of frustration crossed his face but he didn't make a move. Both of them were unsure if they wanted to continue edging each other on or to answer the door.
It was Kakashi that broke the silence, his voice thick and full of desire. "Your move, Sakura."
Frozen in place, they both stared at the door waiting to see if her visitor would knock again or leave, but they had no such luck. Knuckles wrapped on the door as their guest called out.
"Come on Sakura. Open the door!" Came Naruto's voice from the very public hallway. "I want to talk about yesterday and apologize."
Fuck! Of all the times to be interrupted, it had to be when her body was on the verge of slipping over that edge.
"Fuck," Kakashi unknowlingly echoed with a groan. "Just ignore him, he'll go away." Undeterred, one of his hands slipped out from beneath her dress to cup the back of her head to angle it just so he could turn to press his lips against her throat.
Her legs were still wrapped around his body, her core pressed into his hot flesh and her hips still gripped tightly in his hands, pulling her towards him. That was enough to make her eyes roll to the back of her head as her body shuddered from the pressure of him rubbing against her clit.
Wanting nothing more than to focus on the man in front of her and the orgasm she was on the cusp of having, she turned her attention back to him. Another knock on the door cut through the swirling haze of emotions, and then she had a frustrating realization.
"Ugh… he has a key," she moaned quietly as she remembered that vital bit of information. "He won't go away until… I need to answer it," she stuttered out, not sure if she was even making sense anymore.
Sakura was feeling completely overstimulated, and loving every second of it, but she knew it couldn't last. Kakashi's hot body between her legs and his talented lips against her skin was too much.
"Tell Naruto you'll be there in a minute," he said as he pulled his lips away from the soft skin of her neck. "Steady your voice and call out to him."
Doing as instructed, she took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves.
"Hold on, Naruto, I'm coming!" she shouted towards the door.
"I want to make you come," Kakashi taunted in a whisper.
She let out a heavy sigh, feeling torn in two. On the one hand, she wanted nothing more than to curse at Naruto to get him to leave, allowing Kakashi and her to continue. On the other hand, she knew how relentless the Nanadaime could be. If she didn't answer the door herself, Naruto undoubtedly would use his key to come in, which absolutely couldn't happen. The last thing she wanted was for Naruto to find Kakashi standing naked between her legs. It would just be too much of a hassle to explain-not counting the explosion Naruto was likely to have.
Sighing loudly, she pushed at Kakashi's chest, feeling his heart hammering beneath his hot skin. He reluctantly took a step back to give her the space she wanted.
"I better go see what he wants. And umm… you should probably put some clothes on. Or hide," she murmured.
Hopping down from the counter, she kept one hand on Kakashi's forearm to steady herself. Her legs felt a little wobbly going from one extreme to another.
Smugness radiated off of him while she continued to use his arm as support.
"Are you sure you want to answer the door?"
"No, but I don't really have a choice. Naruto has barged in before, and I prefer not to have to explain why you're standing nearly naked in front of me."
Kakashi grinned down at her, causing a little bloom of heat to spread through her. She sighed and turned to walk toward her entranceway, fixing her hair and dress so that she didn't look like she was on the brink of orgasm only seconds before. There was no time to change her soaking wet panties, but thankfully that wasn't noticeable to anyone but her and Kakashi.
With one last deep breath she unlocked the door and opened it only halfway to her childhood friend. He looked guilty and worried.
"Yes, Naruto?" Sakura snapped impatiently, purposefully upping her ire. She didn't want Naruto to stick around longer than a minute or two. The last thing she wanted was to seem open and inviting, especially since Kakashi was still lurking half naked someplace in her apartment.
If Naruto were to discover what she and Kakashi had been doing, it would make things awkward between them all.
"Sakura, listen, I'm sorry I denied your application for the seduction mission," Naruto blurted, animated as always. His hands played with each other as he gestured to her.
"And?" she drawed out, trying to get him to say more as she tapped her foot impatiently.
"And I'm sorry?"
"Is that a question, Naruto? Or do you mean it?"
Naruto's eyes grew wide, hands flailing back as if to physically convince her of his sincerity.
"Yes! I mean it! I'm sorry for not respecting you or your skills."
Naruto bowed his head and clasped his hands together in front of her, obviously hoping that she'd forgive him.
Just as she was about to speak up and absolve him, thereby getting rid of him as well, she felt the other presence come up behind her.
"As Hokage, you should know better than to let personal preferences come in the way of the job, Naruto," Kakashi admonished.
Naruto's head whipped up to stare at the Rokudaime.
Thankfully Kakashi had retrieved his pants and mask, but for some reason decided to remain shirtless. Maybe it was done on purpose to tempt and fluster her, which it was doing. The heat radiating off of his naked chest was enough to distract her to the point of it being the only thing she could think of.
And then Kakashi took a half-step closer, allowing his front to line her back, wiping her mind clear of any coherent thoughts. That heat enveloped her, causing her to shiver and break out in goosebumps.
"What are you doing here Kakashi?" Naruto asked.
"More importantly, what are you doing here, Naruto? How are you going to make it up to Sakura? You denied her abilities as a kunoichi and as a woman. I don't think that's very fair."
"I know. I realized that after talking to Hinata. Can I take you out to ramen as an apology?" he begged pitifully.
Her eyes widened as she remembered the safe word that they had set the previous evening. Even though she was sure he wouldn't mind, she was much too stubborn to even think about saying it in this context.
Kakashi's fingers wrapped around her hip and pulled her against him once more. It was lucky that the door hid half of her body from Naruto's view, as it covered the way her ass was pressed snugly against Kakashi's covered cock. But now that the teasing had resumed, she could feel just how much Kakashi was still affected by her. The feel of his hardness against her was empowering.
If he was still willing to play the game in front of Naruto, Sakura wasn't about to back down either. With the hand that was hidden by the door, she twisted it behind her to slowly tug her dress up, exposing her thong, sitting temptingly between the round globes of her ass. When she leaned back to press her bare flesh into Kakashi, he automatically, almost unthinkingly, ground into her. The heavy hand he had grasping her hip tightened almost to the point of bruising. But she could happily live with some marks on her, as long as they're related to winning their game.
Sakura tried her best to pay attention to Naruto as he went on and on about how sorry he was, how he knew that ramen wasn't the best apology, but he didn't know where else to start.
While Naruto rambled on, very carefully, Sakura shifted her hips from side to side, caressing Kakash's rock hard member. She wasn't sure if he could get any harder or bigger than he already was, but she was going to continue to tempt and tease and see how much longer he could withstand her.
To have such power over a man like Kakashi was such a turn on. While being played with like this in front of Naruto should have been awkward, it wasn't. It surprised her just how much it didn't bother her.
However, as much as she wanted to continue to distract Kakashi with her body, she had to put Naruto out of his misery.
"Okay, Naruto, we can have lunch sometime this week."
"Not today?" he asked with pleading eyes.
Before Sakura got a chance to reply, Kakashi spoke up. It didn't go unnoticed to her that his voice was a tad more lower and gruff than usual. It was nice to hear the evidence of her effect on him.
"I'm afraid Sakura and I are in the middle of a critical meeting, one that we really should return to. I've claimed her for the rest of the day."
Sakura liked the sound of being 'claimed' for the day. To let him know how much she enjoyed his words, she rolled her hips more forcefully into his.
As retaliation, Kakashi grabbed her wrist that was lodged between them, pulling her against him. Apparently, he was tired of her teasing. He tried his best to still her tempting movements, but she wasn't about to give up.
Nodding her head in agreement with Kakashi, she smiled apologetically at Naruto. "Kakashi is right, I'm not available today. But I'm free in two days for lunch. You can apologize fully then."
Though Naruto made no effort to hide his disappointment, he was the very last thing on Sakura's mind right now. Especially with Kakashi's rock hard arousal pressing against her. If it weren't for the barrier of his pants, she figured he'd be almost inside of her right now.
She was starting to think it was impossible to get any more wet than she already was. Naruto had to leave and fast. The only thing on her mind now was their game, and wanting more than anything to return to her seduction of Kakashi.
Deciding enough was enough, she started to slowly close the door on Naruto.
"Thank you for your apology, Naruto. I'll see you in a few days."
And with a final click of the clasp, the door was closed and she was alone with Kakashi once again.
Neither moved for a solid minute.
As both could feel the growing awareness between them.
This was it.
Their senses were on overdrive and tingling with fervor. Sakura was sure she could feel her heart thunder in time with Kakashi's own, and she was sure that if he didn't touch her, she might just crumble into pieces. His hand still grasped her own tightly, locking it against the small of her back, holding her in place.
Despite having one hand free, she was completely at his mercy. She knew that he wouldn't take the next step without asking, which was a thrilling prospect. With her free hand she reached back and gripped his thigh and pressed her body into his, letting him take her weight. Feeling his body against hers nearly took her breath away.
In a blink of an eye, Kakashi's arms wrapped tightly around her, pinning her own arms where they were. One around her stomach and the other up to her throat, holding her tightly but not enough to stop her from moving. Sakura assumed that he was done playing their game.
"You really like to play with fire, don't you…" he growled into her ear.
Her hips shifted against his as she removed her hand that was on his thigh, reaching up behind her and rested it against his covered cheek.
"Playing with fire? Are you going to burn me, Kakashi?" she asked as she continued to lean into him, cupping his face.
Sakura felt both empowered and nervous. The kind of power she felt she had right now over him, was fascinating. His whole body was vibrating with desire and need, and it was all because of her. At the same time, however, she was slightly nervous, but only the same type of nerves that you get with any first time with a guy. She tried to push away the nerves and just get lost in the moment moving sensually against him.
All of a sudden his arm released hers as he reached up and pulled down his mask, moaning in her ear. It seemed that he couldn't bear her teasing movements any further. The next thing she knew she was bent over with her legs spread and his hands on her hips.
"Burn you? No. My goal was to make you burn for me…" he said, voice husky, lips tickling her ear. He snapped his hips against hers, as if he was taking her from behind, but the rough cloth from his pants was still stopping her from feeling more of him.
"But instead, you've got me so tied up, that I'm burning for you. I need you to let me take you. Right here, right now." He bent down and placed a heated kiss on the back of her neck. "Please, Sakura, let me have you," he whispered into her skin.
Cheering internally, Sakura breathed a sigh of relief. He had begged her, ending the game and making it her win, and how she was ready for anything he wanted. While he had begged her with words, her body was begging for sweet release.
Everywhere he touched felt like white-hot brands burned into her flesh, with how aroused she was for him. Unable to refuse his plea and her body's need for him, she moaned in response and nodded her head, since forming words was beyond her at that moment.
The hand on her hip drew up and down on her body until leaving it completely. Though her mind was a constant chorus of yes yes yes yes, her tongue was unable to form the word, too overwhelmed with lust.
His skilled hand cupped the curve of her ass playing with the strap of her lacy panties. He dragged them up and down on her hot flesh every once in a while catching her hypersensitive clit, causing her to gasp and shiver.
"I'm done asking with my words, Sakura." His voice, low and rough with need.
His statement was punctuated by the sound of his zipper being pulled down, then the rustling of his pants.
"I will do whatever it takes to convince you to let me fill you up. To fuck you until you're coming around my cock and screaming my name."
Kakashi gripped her hips tightly, slipping his erection between her smooth thighs. The feeling of his cock rubbing against her clothed core was enough to push her to the brink. Just as she felt her pleasure about to peak, he pulled away.
"Tell me what I want to hear. Tell me so I can release us from this madness and give us what we both desperately crave."
Sakura could feel how wet she was becoming between her legs and knew that words were useless now. Actions spoke the loudest. Reaching between them, she grasped him and pulled him closer until she could help him slip the head of his cock inside of her.
"Is that a good enough answer for you, Kakashi?" she taunted as she looked over her shoulder at him. She could have sworn that she saw his eyes nearly roll back in his head.
"Fuck, Sakura. You're so wet. So hot…" he panted. He obviously hadn't been expecting her to slip him inside her like that, but it was ultimately what he so desperately wanted… needed.
His hands tightened on her flesh and in one fluid slide, he drove himself into her until he was in as far as he could reach. It was intense; being filled up by his thick girth, joined so deeply together—it made them both moan as their bodies adjusted to each other.
He was hard, long, and wonderfully thick. Feeling him now, fully seated inside her, thrilled her to no end. Sakura knew she was in for a thorough fucking.
Their breathing grew erratic as they floated along the edge of bliss. Kakashi kept his hands firmly planted on the round globes of her ass, while Sakura held on to the wall and anticipated his next move.
The first thing Kakashi did as his senses returned to him was to rub his hands over her hips and pay special attention to the lacy material that was barely covering her. A finger slipped under it and pulled it off to the side, fully exposing the drenched place where he entered her.
She heard him growl when he saw her seeping core, and tease a finger around where they were joined, briefly sweeping across her sensitive clit. A moan erupted from Sakura and she pushed back into him.
"Like that, do you?" he said huskily.
In response, she drew up around him as tightly as she could, broadcasting to him just how much she liked it.
"Oh, yes… I love it when you rub my clit like that… especially when you're this deep inside me. But do you know what I like even more?" she replied deviously. "I prefer it when you actually fuck me, just like you begged to do."
"As you wish."
With a flick of his wrist, her halter dress was hanging from her waist, baring her breasts, and with a firm grip on her hips, he slowly, tauntingly, pulled all the way out, making her nearly cry out with the loss of him. With a snap of his hips, he plunged back into her, letting his skin slap against hers.
In and out he surged into her, thrusting himself as deeply as he could, flicking a finger over her clit to make sure she was constantly on the brink of orgasm. And each time she got close, he'd pull almost all the way out, leaving her body weeping to be filled again. As soon as her breathing would settle, he'd plunge back in and continued his punishing tempo.
Her breasts bounced with every thrust, sometimes enough to catch his eye, and he'd reach out and tweak her nipple, always causing her to moan out in pleasure.
Never before had she been so thoroughly ravished and debauched by a man. Especially one she had yet to even kiss.
It was as if he'd read her mind, for he pulled completely out of her and spun her around to face him. Grabbing her knee, Kakashi pulled it up, so that she was almost in a perfect split with her foot at his shoulder. Sakura reached out and grabbed onto his shoulders for balance, noticing his mask had disappeared, and that he'd broken out in a sweat.
Without missing a beat, Kakashi pushed himself back into her, never losing the cocky edge to his ever-present smirk.
He gentled his pace, keeping it slow and consistent, but thrusted deeply. The only way for Sakura to stay upright was to cling to him and let him have total control. It was enough to make her body tremble with need while colours burst before her eyes.
"You seem to be enjoying the fruits of your labour," Kakashi growled. He had leaned forward close enough for their breaths to mingle, but continued to keep up his rhythm with his hips.
Absorbed in the balmy desire coursing through her, she barely heard what he said. Sakura could only concentrate on what she was feeling; being overwhelmed and consumed in ways she hadn't been in a long time. The edge was so close now, it was impossible to focus on anything else.
Except his lips.
Sakura had still yet to kiss them, and there they were, right in front of her, and it seemed Kakashi was thinking the same thing. His eyes darted back and forth from her eyes to her mouth as she nibbled on her bottom lip.
"Let me kiss you as you tip over that edge, Sakura… Let me have more of you."
This time she heard him, and this time she wanted to answer him.
"Yes, Kakashi. Kiss me as I fall," she moaned into the space between them.
More gently than she thought possible, he captured her lips with his own and devoured her slowly. His lips were softer than she expected, but just as persistent as she hoped. They grazed, they skimmed, they seized and then they claimed. He didn't hesitate as he took from her, edging her on with his mouth, with his hips that continued that primal dance.
As Kakashi took her breath away with his lips, his hips drove her wild and reduced her to gasping breaths. Sakura was almost there now, close to erupting and reaching that pinnacle of bliss. He hit that magical spot deep within her that made stars explode behind her eyes. But he was far from being done with her.
"Sakura, stay with me now," he murmured against her lips between pecks, kisses and pumps. "I can't hold you up and reach down and touch your clit. Go on and touch yourself for me. Rub your clit until you come for me."
His husky voice was telling her what to do, and it was exactly what she wanted. Sakura's favorite thing was a man in control, who could stand her being in control when she felt the need, too.
Releasing her bruising grip on his shoulders, she slid one hand down her body to her clit.
And kept going until she was holding his testicles. There was something incredible about having that type of hold on a man.
She sensed him smirk against her lips, and then he nipped at her with a low growl to show how much he enjoyed her actions.
"You're devious," he grunted as she continued to tug at his balls. "But be a good girl, and do as you're told. Because if you play with me much longer, I'm going to come before you. And that'll disappoint me."
She smiled at him and nipped at his chin. "Yes, sensei."
"Gods, you're going to be the end of me, Sakura," he groaned as he clutched her leg tighter so that he could pump into her faster and deeper.
Her talented fingers retreated to her own pearl, which she hesitantly touched at first until finding the perfect rhythm that matched Kakashi's pace.
Which was relentless. He continued to surge forward, pushing as deep as he could and at an angle that was hitting something electric, making her body pulse with euphoric pleasure.
As he pushed her over that edge of bliss, Sakura threw back her head, baring her throat, and moaned something that sounded like his name. Her core bore down on his erection in a cadence that matched her erratic heart rate.
Kakashi took his chance to feast on her neck, nipping, biting and soothing with his lips and tongue at each place he marked.
"That's a good girl," he whispered into her throat. "Come all over me."
Dirty talk had always been such a turn on for her, and she loved hearing Kakashi, of all people indulge in it.
Doing as she was told, she felt her body release all the pent up sexual tension that he had caused. It was glorious to be held by him as she gushed around the thick cock lodged inside her.
After what seemed like forever, her orgasm finally ebbed, but Kakashi didn't relent in his pace. If anything, he picked it up to join her in that place of pure pleasure.
Sakura felt weak and pliant as Kakashi slaked her thirst, but she knew he had yet to come. Reaching down once more, she circled her fingers around the base of his cock and pumped him in time with his thrusts.
Hearing him groan and moan as his speed increased roused her weak body as he edged her towards another orgasm. She had never climaxed so quickly in succession, but she should have expected the unexpected with her new lover.
"Kakashi, I'm going to come again—Uhn… Come with me this time."
"Oh, fuck… yes…"
His voice was so guttural and deep, it was all she needed to push her over the edge again. Once more, her core pulsed and quivered around him until he groaned and set his teeth lightly into her shoulder, holding her tightly until his own spasming dissipated.
Sakura was certain that she was going to have marks all over her body because of him, and it thrilled her. Over the years, she had many firsts with guys, but they had never been like this.
Kakashi had completely stopped moving while staying buried within her. She could feel his chest panting as he struggled to drift down to her level of consciousness.
Rubbing her hands up and down his back, she continued to feel his chest expand as he finished. Besides their harsh breathing, everything else was quiet. With other lovers, she had felt awkward about that silence after an orgasm, but with Kakashi she felt so relaxed and happy. It was fantastic.
His teeth had left her skin and pressed gentle kisses into her neck as he rested his head on her shoulder. It seemed that he was spent as well.
"Oh, gods… that was incredible… You're incredible," he mumbled in between kisses.
"You feel so good inside me, Kakashi."
"Gods, you're the one that feels amazing. I can still feel you pulsing around me." He nipped at her lip, showing her how frisky he was still feeling. "I don't think I'll need much of a break before I take you again."
"Again?" she moaned happily.
His talented lips traveled up to her ear and nibbled on the fleshy lobe. "As many times as I can fit in before you go to work. But there's something else that I'm desperate to do to you before we move to the bedroom."
Sakura heaved a sigh of pleasure and excitement. "Oh? And what's that?"
"Are you strong enough to stand on your own?"
"If I must, I can," she said drowsily.
"Good, because I'm far from done with you."
With no other warning, he pulled out of her in a rush, leaving her whimpering from the loss of him, and fell to his knees before her. Again, with no warning, he brought her leg over his shoulder and looked up at her.
"Hold on to my head, because I'm going to make sure you come once more, but this time in my mouth."
"Oh gods, yes…" she moaned as she sunk her fingers into his locks and gripped his head as he latched onto her clit with his lips.
Instantly she wanted to scream out in passion, but she held back since she was still next to the door to the hallway. She really didn't want her neighbours hearing her reaction to coming over and over again.
Sakura was still overstimulated from the two previous orgasms that her legs were shaking already. Looking down at him, she saw his semi hard cock hanging out of his pants, completely dripping in their combined juices. It was enough to push her one step closer to exploding once again.
The dress she wore hung limply around her hips, constantly obscuring her view of Kakashi's face, to where she was even getting frustrated with it. But with the position that they were in, it would be difficult to remove it.
Kakashi seemed to be tired of the garment as well when he suddenly gripped it forcefully, wrapped it around his hand a few times, cinching it tightly around her waist, and then pulled it to the side while making eye contact with her. Approving of the temporary fix, she grasped his head and held it in place as his hungry stare consumed her.
She noticed how his gaze intensified briefly before she felt his finger slip inside of her and curled towards her g-spot. It only took a few strokes from his talented fingers before stars were exploding once more behind her eyes.
Her body instantly bowed over him as the pleasure was so intense, felt so wonderful, so compelling to her to just fall into him and writhe in that pleasure-pain state. The grip he had on her held her fast in place as she continued to squirm above him in rapture.
"That's a good girl. Keep coming."
That deep husky voice of his was another stroke against her g-spot, making her call out his name over and over. Unable to stand any longer, she crumpled into him, forcing his mouth and hand to leave her core. She fell into his lap and quivered as he held her tightly against his chest.
"Oh, gods… Kakashi… I can't…" Sakura tried to talk, but couldn't because of the constant surge of powerful orgasms that wreaked havoc on her body.
"Shhh… It's okay, I got you." He stroked her pink locks and back in a calming gesture.
She couldn't help but continuously twitch in his arms at each new wave of pleasure as they patiently waited for her body to settle. Sakura admired how he took care of her as she came down from the high, since the several back-to-back orgasms did a number on her consciousness. Her whole body had this electric tingling that seems to just go on and on.
It was both wonderful and intimate.
But she had won the game.
He had clearly begged her to let him fuck her, and while she had readily given in, he had done the begging.
It brought a big smile to her face, although so did everything else he had done to her.
Sakura relaxed in his arms, while still being careful not to let anything touch her hypersensitive core. His own breathing had calmed down, and while his skin was still hot to the touch, the sweat had evaporated from his body, leaving him smelling salty and musky, and completely male.
"How are you feeling?" he asked quietly.
She rested her head on his shoulder and took a deep breath, breathing him in. "Marvelous."
Her legs had fallen asleep in the position that they were in, so she eased them from their previous position so that she could lightly encircle his waist.
"There, that's better. I can feel my legs again."
She felt his body chuckle as his arms tightened around her. "And the rest of you?"
"Besides the constant quivering between my legs, yeah I'm coming back down."
Sakura continued to rest against Kakashi, enjoying the feel of his body. She really hoped that none of her neighbours heard their passionate cries just beyond the door, otherwise, she'd have to keep her head down for a few weeks.
It's not that she was embarrassed by having sex, or by having sex with Kakashi, but by having strangers hear them was embarrassing. She pressed her face into his chest, trying to force herself not to think about that part.
"Looks like I owe you a debt," he confessed.
She grinned against his chest and tipped her head back to look him in the eye. "You sure do! I won, fair and square!" she proclaimed, quite pleased with herself.
"And while I intend to pay up, you owe me first…" he growled teasingly.
"Wait, what? What do you mean?" she huffed and pushed against his chest.
"I mean, for that little game that you played in bed this morning. I'm not about to let you get away with all of that teasing from the massage."
She pushed harder at his chest, trying to get out of his grip before he got his own retribution. "That was fair and square and all a part of the game! You keep your hands to yourself," she squeaked as he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.
"No. You teased me to the brink this morning, and it's my turn for a little revenge. Don't be a sore loser, or I'll give you a new meaning to being sore." he said as he slapped her bare ass and turned towards her bedroom.
As he carried her into her bedroom and put her on the bed, he discarded his own pants, and reached down to pull off her soaking wet panties and without ceremony or pause, he slid into her once more.
"My new goal…" he said, while removing her dress and positioning her legs over his shoulders.
"...is to…" Pushing himself deep enough into her to make her eyes roll back into her head and flutter shut. Her moans filled the room as she remained pliant and willing for whatever he was going to do next.
"...make sure that when you…" reaching down, he thumbed her sensitive clit, making her squeeze her legs lightly against his head.
"...go into work later…" he groaned as she pulsed against him in yet another orgasm.
"...that there's a smile on your face…" he said as he was still pumping himself deeply into her as she came over his cock with a quivering groan. Overwhelmed with sensations, she pushed at his stomach, trying to get the delicious torture to slow down to a pace that she could handle better.
Both of them were panting from the fast coupling, and when she opened her eyes to look at him, she could see a twinkle in his charcoal orbs.
Quicker than she thought possible, he had pulled out of her, flipped her onto her hands and knees, and pushed once more deeply inside of her with a loud sigh. Falling forward so that his chest was lining her back and his head rested near hers.
"...and a wobble to your legs…" he growled into her ear as he snapped his hips in and out of her with a wild fervor.
Unable to hold herself up any longer, Sakura's arms collapsed under her, however Kakashi's hands on her hips kept her on her knees and in a position for him to take her repeatedly. She could tell that it would not be long until her body was wracked with another orgasm, and with her body still reeling and shaking from the constant stimulation, one flick of his finger against her clit had her teetering on the edge.
"I will make sure you will always remember…" he growled once more, then lightly bit down on her shoulder as they both climaxed together. They fell down in a heap together on her sheets, sweaty, panting, limbs tangled and happily exhausted.
"...the day that you seduced me."
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