Chapter 11 - Reaching in between the sheets

"Very well then." Suddenly she felt the cool air glide against her skin and the pinkette realised that he's taking her shirt up with him to stroke her sides. "You asked for it yourself, never forget that." His voice was dark, darker than she ever heard it. It was scary, it was bizarre, and at that moment she was lost way beyond redemption. And the next thing she knew she felt his charged touches on her skin his fingertips pressing into the flesh just enough that she swore she felt her heels lift from the floor.

At this point she felt like a madwoman, she felt like she had no shame, no respect nor for herself nor for Shisui or the other girl that had his heart painfully aching. For what she could only make out at that specific moment were her hitched breaths, supressed moans and his hands that were mercilessly ravishing her body.

As much as Sakura would have liked to control the amount of blood rushing to her cheeks, there was not much she could do as her reaction simply confirmed her subconscious' observations that she had over the past few days. Shisui's Sharingan was dormant and as she stared up into the equivalent of an obsidian abyss that threatened to consume her body and soul there was no denying her unwelcome feelings. He was so close, having not risen from where he had licked her neck previously and the pinkette was aware that if she tilted her head down, she would be literally kissing his nose.

Shisui's smooth timbre was a sensual caress, his breath blowing hot against her newly exposed skin, "If you behave tonight, you will want for nothing after I'll be done with
you."

Sakura's heart thundered, so loud that was she was positive he could hear it trying to beat out of her chest, both at his words and proximity. Which meant Shisui's offer was horribly, no sinfully tempting, especially with the question she had burning its existence into her head. Could she have him? Just for herself, just for tonight…

And the answer to that, logically, would be a very firm no. There was no reason to ever want a man of his calibre: dangerous, sexy, strong and a known womaniser. Sakura tried to reason herself by reminding herself that he already had someone else in his heart. But at the spur of the moment, when her body was oh so sinfully responding to his rough touches and words, she couldn't find a single reason to resist his ministrations.

She couldn't control herself at all. She was a sinful woman turned into a wild animal. Even now as he pinned her further into the wall with his lean muscled body, heat was already pooling in her abdomen and an uncomfortable, irrepressible urge was growing between her thighs. Unconsciously squirming beneath his figure, Sakura rubbed her legs together, as if trying to resist him at the last chance given. Too bad, her chances were already gone. If anything, the movement seemed to draw his attention and he shifted, deliberately forcing a hard thigh between her long legs.

Heat was emanating through the fabric of his trousers, straight through her tight mini-skirt so fiercely that it made her jolt, bucking up against his hard musculature with something akin to a whimper that was both in pain and reluctant pleasure. The Anbu leader leaned down again, his fingers creating a fiery path over the line of her exposed ribs, settling just beneath her breasts.

"You're very responsive today, I'll make sure you will understand how incredibly arousing that is, Sakura." His silky tenor was dark, way darker than before and awfully husky with a tint of velvet to it. She felt a shiver down her back.

Incautiously, she parted her lips for him, and it didn't take much more for him to invite himself into her.

Dark emerald eyes widened slightly when his tongue took no time slipping past her lips; they shot straight to his again with bewilderment only to be met with a dark hungry gaze. The texture of his tongue rubbing almost sinfully against hers certainly didn't feel bad.

Delicately, the petal-haired female touched her own appendage against his, slightly startled when a rumble of approval erupted from his chest. Slowly becoming more adventurous, Sakura relaxed slightly and started to curl her tongue around his, rubbing her lips against his own as she did and pressing even closer to him than ever. Her actions pleased the Anbu captain and he quickly took their kiss to a much more aggressive and sensual level.

Pushing fully into her small mouth, he sucked at her succulent lips and explored her as thoroughly as he could, as if there would be no other chance. Her small dainty teeth were straight and perfect, and she let out a small whimper when he returned his attention to her tongue again.

Her eyes were beginning to gleam with a growing awareness, and he became more aroused just by looking at the sexual curiosity in her eyes. Just thinking of all the things that he would teach her tonight made him muffle a groan.

Disengaging abruptly from the surprised female, he looked at her with such dark hungry eyes that she shuddered.

She had no idea how she looked now; lips swollen, eyes misty with passion, long hair spread carelessly around her frail half-exposed figure. He wanted her badly. Really badly.

"Let's go." His voice was slightly hoarse as he grabbed hold of her hand and started to tow her back into her bedroom, his strides long and purposeful. Still dazed by the bout of passion that she had been in, Sakura couldn't find any strength in herself to protest.

Once they reached the bedroom, he looked at her intently in the semi-darkness that was surrounding the both of them, obsidian eyes glimmered. Her nervousness had been expected, and so was her inexperience. Her blatant innocence made her all the more alluring to him.

He hooked a finger under her chin and lifted her face up to his. She didn't say a thing. So, he kissed her again. The kiss he gave her was hot, hungry and urgent. It didn't last long.

Sakura was most disorientated when he pulled away from her. Passion-glazed eyes took a while to clear and when they did, she found him just a few paces away from her, sitting lazily at the edge of her huge bed. He gave her a long, languid stare.

"Undress for me, Sakura."

His voice was soft but there was no mistaking the hint of authority that marked him a leader among men. Sakura looked uncertainly at him. Then she took a deep breath and told herself not to be a sissy. After all she was already half naked, the only piece of clothing she had on her upper body was her a lacy black bra. Moreover, she had chosen to do this after all; she was not going to spend tonight regretting her decision.

As her lithe form became more and more apparent to him, his eyes became darker and darker as he ravished them over her petite physique. Suddenly he was glad that he had never seen her fully naked, it was only his hands that had the opportunity to feel the soft flesh beneath his fingertips. The hint of a narrow waist, rounded feminine hips and the sight of braless high pert breasts teased his visual senses and it was all he could do not to walk over to roughly divest her of all the remaining layers of clothing when the thin silky skirt did little to hide her curves as it hugged her long, lean legs briefly.

Shisui shifted slightly. It was getting uncomfortable, but he would not trade this moment for anything else in the world, just as he would not take his eyes off her graceful movements no matter what happened. Tonight, he was going to be well rewarded for his patience. He could barely wait.

Carefully, as she finally removed the sinfully short mini-skirt off her legs and allowed the light material slide down her legs by dropping onto the floor with a light 'shush'. Her lean, milky legs were immediately revealed for his perusal and she crossed and uncrossed them shyly when she risked a look up and saw his burning gaze.

She was completely exposed to him and clad in only her lacy panties.

He couldn't help but think she was breath-taking.

The Anbu leader was off the bed and before her in an instant, and she stared at him with huge, tremulous eyes as she edged close to his heat.

"Try to be gentle." She whispered half-smiling.

He ran his hands through her silken pink tresses before resting them on her waist. Her skin was so smooth; he wanted to touch her all over and could barely contain that urge.

"I know." His voice was like crushed velvet and she shuddered lightly against him.

Crimson coloured eyes gleamed with pure desire for her, and for a moment Sakura felt like the most beautiful woman on earth. For a moment she felt as if his eyes were only on her, she felt wanted. And that was all that mattered to her. She would cherish this moment.

"Come to bed now."

Sakura allowed herself to be led to the mattress by him. Fully aware of her fate she did not resist as he pressed her down against the soft surface and watched curiously as he undressed himself for her. He did not take his time and stripped so quickly that it was only a matter of seconds before the last thing that came off were his boxers and his fully naked form appeared before her.

Her mouth went dry as he stood before her unashamedly, his broad shoulders and well defined pectorals gleaming in the dim lights and drawing her attention downwards to pale, perfect abs and narrow hips and lastly to his…erection.

Emerald eyes widened slightly. He was large.

Sakura was no stranger to the human anatomy but it was obvious even to her that he was definitely a fine specimen of the masculine sex. In his state of arousal Sakura didn't think that she would be able to wrap her hand around his quivering phallus even if she tried and as much as his size alarmed her she wasn't given much time to worry about it as he came to her, dark eyes predatory and locked to hers as he slowly crawled towards her.

The rush of excitement that filled her senses was like nothing she had experienced before, and hesitantly Sakura lifted her arms to him when he covered her body with his. The difference between his sleek, muscular form and her own softer, feminine version was so vast that she shivered slightly in response. He soothed her immediately, placing long, wet kisses on her lips and throat as his warm hands caressed her body with butterfly touches.

Sakura whimpered and ran her own hands agitatedly across his back. The weight of his body against hers, his scent of rainwater and his sensual ministrations on her body was making her feverish and restless. Without even her knowing it, her body started to rub sensuously against him as it searched instinctively for…something. Hot desire pooled rapidly in the pit of her belly and the pressure between her legs was getting unbearable. She bucked against him and immediately the feel of his arousal provided a slight relief for her. Instinctively, she started to squirm slightly under him, spreading her thighs and pulling up her knees to his hips.

He groaned as she pressed her soaking wet heat against him. He grew even more rigid at the utterly wanton picture that she presented right at that moment; long pink hair spread carelessly around her, heart-shaped face flushed with arousal and eyes glazed with lust, rosebud lips red and pouting as her lithe body strained against him, just ready to be taken.

Shisui bent his head and latched his mouth over an erect nipple. The warm, suckling heat of his mouth over her perky breast caused so much pleasure that Sakura cried out and rolled her hips hard against his in helpless reaction. He growled through the mouthful of her flesh and she mewled blindly with need.

Therefore, Shisui's Sharingan became hooded. Despite the bad lighting in pinkette's bedroom, the curly haired man could clearly see Sakura's cheekbones tinted from arousal and embarrassment, her eyes glazed with want and confusion at the same time. Soft, inviting lips parted to issue throaty whimpers of frustration as she helplessly tried to roll her hips against his in hopes of releasing some of the pent-up tension in her body. Although his intention had been to punish her for her careless words and actions, Shisui wanted nothing more than to bring the woman to orgasm, to join her in the experience of it being her very first.

Being aroused was as irritating as it was thrilling, especially when it was caused by Shisui Uchiha. Just when Sakura thought her body had a grasp of something, she was utterly disappointed as Shisui was not making any further moves to pleasure her body.

And when he nipped her suddenly, grazing his teeth against her sensitive flesh in a way that made her grow even wetter with increasing desire. She arched eagerly into his mouth and keened softly when he began to suckle even harder on the delicate pink tip. Writhing with the pleasure that he was bringing her, her hands came up and buried themselves into his wild curly locks as she lifted herself even closer to him.

"S-shi..Shisui…" the way she moaned his name was low and breathy and as the anbu leader watched her, exotically slanted crimson eyes intent upon hers as large, hot hands travelled down her lithe body and pushed aside her soaking panties to get to her most secret of places.

Her taste of green tea mixed with zesty lemon was especially addictive to him as it lingered not only on her bruised swollen lips but on her body as well.

The way she was restlessly massaging his scalp had him rumbling with pleasure and his long fingers drifted lazily over the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, making her squirm and pant with increasing need.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Sakura?" It was supposed to be a languid question, but it came out in a harsh hiss instead.

Sakura stared at him with large, misty eyes.

"Y-yes." She shuttered but her answer was immediate. A most intense pressure was building up within her womb and she knew that only he could alleviate it for her and make her feel even better than she was feeling right now. And she needed him, his hands and his body on her, touching her everywhere.

Another half-smile formed on the Uchiha's mouth. "Good."

Strong fingers wasted no time pushing against her damp thigh, spreading her right leg out so that it curled around the outside of his thigh. The touch sent jolts of pleasure and desire straight to her groin, along with flittering thoughts of unknown. Sakura whimpered only to be gently shushed by Shisui as he stroked the silky skin of her inner thigh, his thumb rubbing circles over her hip whilst the dexterous digits stroked idle patterns over her flesh.

All she could see was Shisui's handsome face painted with the same amount of pleasure she held on her equally aroused face, as he was carefully surveying her reaction.

Ever so slowly, Shisui ran the tip of his finger over the sensitive folds of her sex, never once taking his eyes from her face, watching after every inhale and looking out for the glowing diamond on her forehead hidden by long pink bangs that were framing her face. Her body shivered with pleasure and she couldn't help but moan his name again, all of the pressure she felt in her forehead and on her sex were slowly turning her mad with pleasure. Dark eyes darkened at the sound of his name.

"Obedient little girl I see." His voice was dark, laced with lust and want. The way his name came out breathless out of her lips he just couldn't wait to ravish this pretty little thing, she didn't know what she got herself into. She was so obedient and submissive that he couldn't recall the last time someone made him feel like this, he couldn't remember the last time he wanted to fuck someone so hard that he became almost obsessive and crazy.

A low, throaty mew escaped her throat. She didn't know if it was even possible to be more wet but his words just kept twisting her insides in ways she didn't know were possible.

He crossed his fingers and slowly started to piston the curled digits within her. Sakura panted harshly. Her hips moved even without her command and her hands were clenched tightly into her own long hair. She rocked desperately against his hand and he watched her passionate dance and almost glowing body intently, occasionally leaving long lingering kisses on her smooth stomach and the sides of her breasts. She was so slick and getting even wetter by the minute, and anytime now she would be ready to take him. Fully.

Her lips parted in a silent cry and her eyes widened in an awed expression, her breath coming in irregular little gasps. Her body willingly suctioned him inside, as if he belonged there, and he sunk into her easily, aided by the incredible slickness of her arousal.

He didn't stop until he was inside up to the third knuckle and paused a moment, feeling her flex and flutter around him as her body struggled to grow accustomed to his intrusion. She was burning hot and liquid and virgin tight, the tightness making him groan, but his eyes never left her face, instead finding the sight of her pleasured expressions far more interesting.

He began to withdraw from her at the same torturously slow pace and the muscles of her canal were hesitant to let him go, clinging to him almost as fiercely as the hands that were now clinging onto his strong shoulders for their dear life. She whimpered and moaned as he pulled out so far he was almost free of her, but then he reversed his actions and began to push into her again. Over and over, in and out his digit moved, loosening her body for him, but never once increasing his speed.

She thought having him touch her here would bring her relief, but it seemed to only drive her into a greater frenzy. Her head fell back against the soft mattress, emerald eyes shut as she moaned for the anbu leader, arching her back and grinding her hips against Shisui's finger in an attempt to make him go faster. When she went too wild beneath him, his second hand pressed her hips to the mattress, stilling her actions and forcing her to endure his sweet torture.

Her fingernails were cutting into his shoulders, but she couldn't bring herself to let go and he seemed oblivious to the pain, still focused only on her face even as his finger moved so intimately within her.

"S-shisui" she moaned as her core flexed around him in a contraction that sent hot pleasure singing through her, "Shisui please...just fuck me already." Her voice was driving him crazy, that woman, did she have any idea what kind of an effect these words had on him? He wanted to thrust into her, fast and rough, again and again. He wanted to grab her long pink tresses and pull them, fuck her from behind, fuck her on her back, make her ride his dick. His painful erection was getting almost agonizing from the lack of release, but he knew that this was definitely going to be well worth the wait.

At first, she thought he was going to ignore her request, but then he finally let his eyes move from her face to the place his digit was working in and out of her. She was so wet by now that her liquid desire had begun to seep out of her and run down the curve of her rear to soak into the light mattress beneath her. Sakura propped herself up on her elbows, her long hair was all over the place; on the pristine white sheets, draped over her back, and they gleamed most beautifully in the semi-darkness of the room, the silver glint on pink highlighting the beautiful curve of her lithe body as she was eagerly awaiting his next move as he seemed captivated by the sight of her dripping sex. Her body, he noticed was half glowing, the diamond seal she had on her forehead was spreading through her body making her glow like a faint flame. She looked ethereal. She looked like someone who shouldn't even exist in this world, someone who is too pure, too gentle and too good to be true. She looked like a goddess waiting to be devoured by the devil. She was the poison and the antidote.

And then his head was lowering, down.

"Be mine…just for tonight, please Shisui…" Her voice came out breathless and desperate. Her gaze was cloudy, be it either tears that struggled to fall or the fact that she was so careless. He couldn't understand why she was so attached to him. What made her so desperate? What was so special about someone like him? It was clear as day he did not deserve someone as pure as her.

Her words brought him back to life. His dark crimson eyes went back to being just plain black. He was a selfish bastard that was trying to devour something that was not meant to be his in the first place. Although his sudden realisation did not help to deal with the erection that was very much still alive.

He knew he was using her for his own selfish needs, but she agreed to it herself, didn't she? Just one time wouldn't hurt, would it? He couldn't even bring himself to see her as someone else, because she was simply…just Sakura. Izumi and Sakura couldn't be compared anyways as they were too different.

Being hers for one night wouldn't hurt. Izumi would never know. He wanted her just as much, just for one night, just for one night he wanted to forget the other woman and indulge into whatever that the pink haired goddess had to offer. One bite wouldn't kill him.

He looked at the petal-haired woman, her face played several different emotions, making it had to read. And then, his gaze softened. His hand reached out for her cheek, and he grazed it with his long fingers.

"Only this time." She heard his hoarse, although softened voice and she blinked several times. A soft albeit sad looking smile spread through his lips, and for the first time Sakura felt as if she saw a glimpse of the raw side of him. He looked heartbroken, she couldn't imagine what he was feeling, but unfortunately the burning desire in her body pushed those thoughts away. All she wanted was him, even if it was just for one night. She wanted this man and no other. She was so selfish, especially when she knew he had someone else in his heart. But oh, how she wished that that someone was her.

He rubbed her cheek carefully and then she suddenly felt his lips on hers. Shisui grazed his lips against hers delicately in an apologetic manner. Somewhere in his heart, he was sorry, he really was.

He pushed her onto the mattress again and covered the both of them with a silk duvet. This time his hands gently travelled throughout her body slowly tracing patterns on her skin. She hummed as one of his hands went up into her scalp massaging it, while the other one continued its explorations on her body.

The kiss they shared never broke and he almost chuckled when he felt her smiling softly into their kiss.

"Sakura?"

"Hmm?"

He threaded his long strong fingers through her long petal coloured locks, dragged lips and tongue along the smooth column of her neck. "No more talking…just…" He breathed her in. "…feel…"

Suddenly, her eyes glazed over his and she noticed that this time the obsidian orbs held something dark and feral in them, something sinfully alluring that sent hot shivers coursing through her body and she was left wondering if that was all she had of his.

He was about to kiss her again when she heard a knock on her bedroom window and as she turned her head to observe It took her sheer force of will to get her mouth shut instead of gaping like a fish out of water.

"I'm sorry to interrupt Sakura-san, Shisui." Itachi cleared his throat observing the awkward situation that he found himself in. His cousin just had no decency whatsoever. Yet he couldn't help but observe the long haired kunoichi who was clearly naked beneath the sheets.

"An injured jounin from Izumi's team just came back and we are needed at the Hokage tower immediately." Her eyes shifted back and forth from her beautiful superior to the younger Uchiha so many of her friends gossiped about. She started to squirm under his intense gaze and wanted nothing more than to flee from the room. But being naked that wasn't a choice. Her cheeks burned so hard she thought she was going to faint from embarrassment. It couldn't be more horrible. Itachi probably thought she was just another one of Shisui's playthings. And although, he wasn't wrong, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"I'll be there right away." Shisui said stepping away from her already. His heart sunk at the words he heard from his younger cousin. "Go ahead I'll follow you in a second." He

said in a rushed tone.

"I expect you to be there in less than 5 minutes." Itachi said taking one last look at the confused kunoichi before putting his anbu mask on and disappearing from her bedroom window completely.

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