He was already in her bed when she jumped through her bedroom window. She didn't bother to spare him a glance as she stripped off her clothes on the way to her shower, she knew he would follow her.
"Bring the bottle."
She turned the knobs to the shower and water poured out of the head, steam filled the room and she felt his bare chest close in behind her. He wrapped one arm around her waist pulling her back against him and the other hand groped her breast and pinched her nipple. She turned in his embrace and her hands fell to his pants, tugging at the ties. He stepped out of them as they stepped into the shower together.
Wet, hot and blinding the water ran over her head as he soaped her body running his hands over her shoulders, chest, waist and that sweet sensitive spot between her legs. He kneeled before her soaping her thighs and down her legs. She lifted one foot and he ran soapy hands over it then the other and rose slowly hands covering her body as he stood to look down at her from his taller vantage.
Slick, long wet, jet black hair hung heavy over his shoulder as he lifted her up in his arms and slammed her back against the shower wall, he lifted her further, sliding her up the wall to the handles they had installed there for this purpose. She grabbed ahold of them as he whipped her legs around his head and shoved his tongue into her cunt, lapping and sucking her, water cascading over his head, hot and suffocating.
Sakura moaned his name holding onto the handles , gripping them tightly , knuckles white, her hips moving , his face between her legs biting and licking, sucking her driving her mad.
"Now." She pulled at his hair with one hand sliding down the wall, he caught her weight before she could fall, positioning his cock with one hand and lowered her onto it with the other, guiding her home.
"Fuck." She moaned biting his shoulder as he pushed into her, deeper , harder.
"Fuck." He groaned into her wet pink hair taking her ear lobe between his teeth. "I've missed you."
"I missed your cock." She pushed and ground against him, his cock deep in her, pushing her walls to excess, filling that void, casting out the blood and dark. "Fuck me Itachi, harder, like you want it to hurt, fuck me Itachi, more."
"Anything, I would do anything for you Sakura." He kisses her neck and grips her legs fucking her impossibly hard, ruthlessly, just the way she likes it.
The bottle of sake forgotten on the floor of her bathroom.