Craved Chapter 3: Possession, a naruto fanfic

I know I always make my A/N's really long! o_o Sorry, it's just that I always find things that need to be said. XD

**I disclaim the anime/manga at all costs, and am not affiliated with any groups in the making of Naruto**
You would think with all our fanfictions they would open their eyes and see Sasuke and Sakura were meant to be. Not any other pairings! D: Such as SasuNaru, SasuKarin(My God, no.), NaruSaku; SASUSAKU only! xD

A/N; Wow, no lies, I am so surprised by the reviews, favs, alerts, and so on I was getting for this story. Like, I'm so used to (from when I first started fanfiction) to getting like 1 review for every 5 chapters. xD So having all these reviews and so on for my recent stories is awesome! Maybe compared to a lot of people it's small, but hey, I am happy, and I want to thank all of my readers! :D Thank you for giving this story 3,000+ hits! (That's a lot for me. XD) You all rule!

I want to especially thank these people for reviewing chapter two: C.A.M.E.O.1 and Only, pink-strawberries, chriss, happy face, sasusaku53, A Friend Nearby, SavannahSweety, Chantrea Moonbeam, Nameless Blossom, Ben's Wife, Rain Scents, LadyNorth76, , the tomato, Kenzie, lala (xD?), xEMOtIoNaLLyCOnSTipaTEDx-, Savanna, Yamaco Valentime, and PC Princess Jad3.

If I missed anyone, I'm sorry. I had the list copied a while ago for when I was getting ready to post chap. 3. I think people changed their names from when I had copied the names…

Nameless Blossom; No, at the beginning I put she moved out from her mom's house at 20. That's what I meant at least. I didn't think it would be questionable by people, so I revised the sentence so it should be clearer. And I did know Sasuke was older. But… not here. xD Actually I found out he was after I posted this, but I probably would have still put he was older anyways.

LadyNorth76; Sadly, yes that was Karin... e_e; I guess she needs to be dealt with now, huh? XD

Rating; M for Mature audience.

Pairing(s); SasuSaku

IMPORTANT A/N; (I know I always type a lot xD) But if you're not all that into these types of stories, you're better off not reading it. This isn't meant to be suspenseful or whatever. It's meant to be a mature story… that I keep adding too, so we'll never get to the sex. XD (Just kidding of course); but you get what I mean. If you're just not into OOC sexual content stories, please don't continue reading. And then saying, "I don't like how Sasuke is OOC. He would never want to have sex with Sakura. Blahblahblah." Just don't read. Thank you!

x; Craved.

Sakura turned to face the clear reflection of herself in the mirror. Something inside her was giving her this self comfort, as if she felt like she was right at home; where she was meant to be. As if she was doing what she was meant to do. All that fighting she was doing with Sasuke was mentally tormenting her, stressing her out to the point where it felt like she was dying inside. Accepting what her body wants from him is relieving. But one thought crosses her mind. It's what her body wants. Not her.

What am I doing? She asked herself, disgusted with her own actions. She gave in to what her body demanded. But what of her heart? She's willing to let Sasuke take something so precious away from her. Something so strong that once he takes it, she will never have it again for the right person to take. It feels so right. But, it's so wrong.

It is not wrong. Sakura let out a low gasp in surprise. How could inner Sakura disagree with her? Sakura knew what is right and what is wrong. And this is wrong on so many levels. Giving in to Sasuke, and all for what? Sex? How is this right?

Because you want him. You love him, and you are too afraid to admit it. You are too stubborn to admit old memories do not die. And he loves you. You two were meant to be and it is now just being realized.

Since when did you get so damn smart!

"Sakura," His voice broke her out of her mental argument. So gentle, so alluring, so sexy. He had a captivating voice that could enthrall her in a trance forever; such a dangerous weapon he was using against her. "Remove your pants."

"You know, Sasuke," She turned to face him, her arms still shielding off her breasts from his wondering eyes that were gazing at her hotly, intently, as if trying to see through her shield. "Telling me to take my clothes off is getting on my nerves and is giving me the urge to put my shirt back on." Her chin lifted up, defiantly against him. Just because he made it this far does not mean she intends to make the rest of the journey so easy.

But, her challenge was welcoming.

It was a simple movement towards her, small gentle strides, closing the gap between them. His actions were so unexpected. Sakura was expected some dominating comment like, "blahblah I'll remove them for you, blahblah." Instead, he stopped in front of her, his body so close to hers, yet she was shirtless and he was not. How does this seem fair?

"Let me see." His hands clutched gently around her wrists.

The demand became too overwhelming for her, at the sudden thought of Sasuke looking at her without clothing to cover it. His eyes have seen other women's breasts before, all shapes and all sizes. This did not comfort her in the least bit for him to look at hers. "N-no! I can't! You can't, I mean! I changed my mind. This is too sudden for me! I can't do this Sasuke. I really can't. I thought I could, but… we're too different. You're used to this, and I am not. You're way out of my league. Please understand."

He ignored her desperate plea and slowly started prying her arms away from his lustful view, ignoring her useless attempts to struggle against him. He held her hands down on the countertop, to prevent her from blocking this erotic, heavenly view.

"Sasuke, no!" Her eyes darted shut; embarrassed. Her cheeks fluttered a crimson red, and she felt as if she just wanted to melt away right there. She was not used to having a man look at her this way; look at her body this way. Her alluring, sexy, naked top. Her creamy, delicate breasts thrusted so invitingly towards him. "Please stop."

Sasuke's breath once more caught in his throat. My God, she so enticing, so tempting. His black gaze was burning over her naked skin so intensely, it couldn't be helped that her nipples hardened in response. She was temptation itself. Able to drive any man to pure madness. Not just any man. But him. "Open your eyes." He didn't want to sound too demanding, knowing that she was not ready for this. It could not be helped though. He could not wait. He had to take her. He had to take full possession of her, and she had to want this from him just as bad.

Her eyes stayed shut. She could not look at him, knowing he was staring at her creamy, pale breasts that were in perfect view of his craving eyes.

"Open your eyes, Sakura." Sasuke's body inched closer, having her breasts press tightly against his covered body; he was purposely tempting her, challenging her to open up to him. Before it was too late. He knew damn well that he had to take her tonight. He had no power to hold back. He was a man of honor, a strong, powerful man; he would not sink to the level of raping a defenseless victim; but Sakura had to come around. Because he never felt the way he feels about her, and if she does not accept him, he knew that this beast inside him would rampage free and possibly harm her, and give her abusive sex… or rape. He could not allow such a thing to happen.

"I… can't." She sounded so innocent, so scared, as if trying to fight off the devil himself.

Sasuke growled; a low, angry warning growl. Pure menace. Danger. No amusement. "Do not stand before me in fear. Many people fear me. They are afraid of the dangerous man that I am. But I do not want you to be the same. Don't think of me as a monster, Sakura. I cannot stand for it."

Sakura's eyes slowly opened to meet his serious gaze. She hurt him. Her fear of him truly hurt him. "I am not afraid of you, Sasuke."

"Then prove it to me." He challenged her.

"It is not you who scares me. It is what you want from me. What I… want from you. I feel betrayed. As if you're using me for your own sexual appeal. Like this means nothing to you, even though it means everything to me."

"I will not use you for my own cravings." It was a simple statement; sounded so apathetic, with no emotion. But he still had the voice that could lock her in a trance for eternity. He took a step back, wanting to have his dark eyes take another gaze at the hot swell of her large breasts; hunger took over him and it beat inside him hard and ugly. She stood before him, topless, and it was making him sweat, becoming hard, tensing up. There was so much need in him now. So much craving. There could be no more waiting around. No more talking. He had to possess her body; dominate it. He had to touch her, arouse her, tease her. He needed to hear her moan his name in sheer ecstasy, scream it if she had to. The time has come.

Even though she was topless, it was not enough.

His fists tightened into tight balls, as she noticed his whole body was tense. He was fighting off this beast within him that was demanding he take her. The struggle was so hard, yet he was doing it for her, because if he let this demon loose, and took her now with her unwilling like this, he knew he would not be able to control himself; and he would tear her apart, abusing her, giving her rough, painful sex, and possibly putting her life in danger; and out of what? A huge sex craving?

He let out a frustrated growl and turned his back towards her; he could not look at her any longer, or he knew he would give in. This was pure torture; looking at her and not being able to have her. He tried so damn hard without trying to completely force her. It would not be the same if she was not willing. It would leave a scar on her, and also haunt him. What he feels right now is so hard and demanding; he had to have her, but if she was in pain because of him during his sexual appeasement, never could he be able to look her in the eyes anymore; which would be more torturous since she is the one he's been craving for. No other woman will now do.

Funny how it all works out. No other woman dares to fight him, yet the one he truly wants will do no other than fight. Rebel. It's shocking to him that Sakura is who he want, but she is, and it cannot be helped. She is his darkest desires.

"Sasuke-kun?" She called out to him, so soft her voice was, and so worried for him; his change in attitude worried her.

"Get out of here, Sakura," he whispered hoarsely. She could see he had to choke his words out, and the struggle to stay under control was getting harder. "Get out while you can." He wanted to be with her; told her straight up she now lived with him, and belonged to him… but, if she can't accept him and take what he is offering, he knows his cravings will force her.

Sakura grabbed her shirt and covered her perky breasts with it, not fully putting it on all the way. When she got into view of Sasuke's face, she could have sworn she saw red flames light the pitch blackness of his eyes, and beads of sweat dotted his forehead. His muscles bulged with the effort to remain stationary.

She wanted to go to him, to soothe him─or to enflame him even further, the consequences be damned. Her body was on fire, a living, breathing flame nearly out of control. It was only her shyness now that prevented her from tempting him further. The fear of being used?

No.

She knew Sasuke was not going to use her. She could see it in his fight for her. He wanted her just as bad as she wanted him. Yet, he was not embarrassed to admit it, as to where she was. Her shyness and her fear. She wanted to run. Run away and take this opportunity to run from herself, and even more from Sasuke. But, she found that she stayed where she was; which was driving Sasuke even more crazy.

Sasuke let out a frustrated sigh. "Damnit all, Sakura! Get your clothes and go." He knew she wasn't going to do anything but make him harm her if she stayed. That beast will be free and he won't be able to control himself from assaulting her.

"Sasuke-kun," She spoke to him softly, called out to him to get his attention. "Please look at me. Can you not do that for me?"

He shook his head. "I can't look at you anymore." He said it so rough, so rudely, his struggling still purely visible. He walked out of the bathroom, into his bedroom, shutting the door a little bit to give her some privacy.

Guilt washed over her; pain. In truth she wanted everything he wanted to do to her, and that's why she was so afraid. This was so new to her. She finally grew to realize Sasuke will not use her, but she was so inexperienced and had no idea how to please a man during sex. She's afraid she'd be a big disappointment to him.

You don't understand… She walked over to the tub and turned off the water. It was pretty high up, since neither of the two actually paid attention to the water level. Earlier, when she finally gave in to Sasuke, it felt good; it felt right. She was just thinking of every reason for it to be wrong because she was scared of being used for a one night fling, and scared of everything he'd do to her.

"I want you, Sasuke-kun," She whispered softly, regretting all that has happened. She fought him to no end, refusing to be used, refusing to have him treat her like the rest of his sex victims. And it's all so clear now. She's not a sex victim. He wants her so badly. Needs her like no other. And she needs him, too.

Sighing to herself, she dropped the shirt from her arms and faced the door, inhaling a deep breath. She couldn't hide her emotions anymore. It was time to just give in to what he's been trying to get from her, and what she's wanted.

She walked to the door and pushed it open slowly, and saw Sasuke standing by his bedroom door, gazing out at it, his dark, black eyes gazing into the emptiness.

"Sasuke-kun," She called to him, wanted his dark masculine reply. There was need in her voice, a little catch that sent his blood surging hotly. He turned his gaze towards her, but froze when he noticed she still stood there with no top on; which will drive him over the top from the erotic vision. "I want you."

"Don't say things you don't mean." His whole body turned around to face her; the domination side of him ready to be unleashed. His inner beast wanting to be let free. "There is no going back." He gave her a choice of her freedom, because he knew once he had her, he would possess her, take total control of her and completely dominate her and have her in his mercy.

"Come to me, Sasuke." Her voice was so provocative. Tempting him. Testing him. Challenging him. "You did not get this bath ready for no reason. Am I right?"

Her hand went to the fly of her jeans. With infinite slowness she slipped each button from its hole. His breath caught in his throat as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband and inched the denim over her luscious hips.

Sasuke watched in complete fascination as the string lines from her underpants slightly came into view. So hot, so dangerously tempting. And her smile; it was pure seduction.

She was dead serious. Sasuke finally saw it. She meant what she was saying, and he prayed she really did. Because, now there was absolutely no turning back. He knew he had to take her before, but he found it in him to let her go; and now he can't. It's too late.

"I am sorry I hurt you. You were right about me." She glanced away from him. "I was afraid."

Sasuke made his way towards her, never taking his eyes off her simple, yet sexy gesture; the way she was deliberately removing her jeans in the slowest possible way; tormenting him purposely.

"Do not turn away from me." He stopped in front of her and turned her head to face him with two fingers.

"I am not afraid anymore. I just…" She trailed off, embarrassed to finish the rest. "Don't want to disappoint you. I have never done this before. I may not be that… well… impressive. You may grow bored with me."

Sasuke lowered his head, his hot breath against her sensitive ear. She heard him smirk, a dark, devious smirk. "I will not grow bored of you. I will make sure of it." The velvet roughness of his voice felt like a tongue lapping at her sensitized skin. The closeness of his body to hers and the sheer seduction of his captivating voice made her feel shy and fluttered; but she knew there was no turning back. She didn't want too. And she was sure Sasuke would cure her shyness tonight. She was one-hundred percent positive.

"Take me now, Sasuke." She begged him. His hot breath against her starving skin was tormenting her; he was teasing her with his temptation because he knew how badly she desired for him; craved for him. And he planned to make it worth wild.

"Your pants," he whispered roughly. "Remove them."

Her hands gripped his shoulders gentle as she pushed him up, to look her in the eyes. "You take them off." Her smile was way too innocent for Sasuke's liking. Behind that innocent smile of hers was a devious smirk tempted to burst free.

His brows shot up.

"You want them off so badly," She walked over to his bed, purposely swaying her hips with her wholly feminine powers; so womanly. Woman… That's what she was. She was not that little girl from a long time ago. She was all woman. And a sexy one at that. She sat on the bed, her jeans still unzipped and unbuttoned and with an intended childish act, she swung her legs up and down, as if waiting impatiently. "So, you take them off." Dark challenge. Her voice was laced with amusement. "They're definitely in the way."

Sasuke's eyes darkened, gazing at her with the gleam of a predator, targeting his victim, his prey; his eyes locked onto what he wants. She interested him, no doubt. When she wasn't shy, she was devious and tempting; teasing him, like no other woman has. No other woman did this when he took them; No. He never actually took them. He just had sex with them. He knew when he took Sakura it will be much more than sex.

"I would like you to keep them in one piece though…" She mumbled, noting the way his hungry gaze glared at her pants, as if they were in the way. "I see the way you are looking at me. If you rip them off me and totally rip them to shreds, which is what I see you were planning to do in your eyes, you are buying me a new pair. Because I cannot leave without pants, you know!"

"That is not a good way to persuade a man not to rip them off of you." Dark, haunting male amusement.

"Hm," She nodded. "I will keep that in mind the next time I sleep with a man."

It didn't take Sasuke long to react to her comment. She didn't even have time to blink before both his arms were down on the bed, on each side of her body, pinning her down beneath him; trapped in his mercy once again. Such speed. Dangerous speed. "Don't forget what I said earlier. For you I will have absolutely no problem killing him. No man will have the right to touch you the way I do, look at you the way I do, and live to tell the tale." The red sharingan eyes swirling at a dangerous level, flames exploding inside him.

To his surprise, all she did was smile up at him; her bright smile gleaming up at him, brushing aside his darkness. "I like the feeling of you wanting me so much." And in reply he just smirked. She was always full of surprises; and that was one of the things he knew he would grow to love about her.

"But Sasuke-kun, remember this," she stated firmly. "Same goes to any other woman you decide you may want to bed with. I may not kill them. But they will be taking frequent trips to the hospital. Every. Last. One of them." After stating that, she just smiled that oh-so innocent smile of hers. Sasuke knew better. That smile only meant she was thinking devious thoughts.

"Now, stop stalling and take my pants off. Or can the great Uchiha not handle such a big task?"

Nothing but a smirk was noted from him. His sexy, smirk, which only meant bad things. "Keep talking high and mighty, Sakura," He leaned down, his lips trailing the smoothness of her soft skin at the cleft of her neck. His soft breath against her was arousing her, and Sasuke felt her tension right away, and was already enjoying it. Her excitement beneath him, just from a simple seduction. "Because it's you who's going to be tormented."

Sakura didn't even have the chance to retort back to him before his lips seized hers, possessed hers. The moment his mouth claimed hers she felt the white streak of fire rushing through her bloodstream. Her body went liquid, boneless, melting instantly into his. Sasuke deepened his kiss, devouring her, his hands claiming her body for his own, not being able to stand the way that she was like a drug to him; so addicting, he couldn't stop.

But he had to find the will to stop; he had to. Why? Because those damn pants had to come off.

Slowly, his head lifted up, his lips still brushing against hers so softly, so simply, yet so seductively. The heat of his breath teasing her, tempting her. She wanted more from him.

She whimpered softly, wanting the feel of those lips against hers once again. Ah… his lips. So sexy, so provocative. His mouth should be outlawed.

Sasuke took matters into his own hands, gripping onto the denim of her waistband tightly. Sakura saw it: the hunger in his starving eyes, the deadly gleam of a predator. He wouldn't dare…

"Sasuke! I said not to─"

With one simple, fluid movement, he ripped the damn denim material off her legs, having them completely rip in half, as if no strength was needed.

"…rip them off."

Her warning was nothing to him. Nothing, or no one, could stop him from what he was going to do to her. No one in the world. His eyes were set on her, locked on her, and if anyone ever tried to stop him while he felt this way, while he was going to make love to her, he knew they would not live; just knew it.

"Sasuke…" Her heart skipped a beat noting the dangerous gleam in his eyes; the way he was now looking at her perfect body, as if he wanted to devour it.

"Less talking." He whispered hoarsely.

Sasuke fastened his mouth to hers, a little out of control, a soft warning growl emanating from deep within his throat as she tried to lift her head. His hand spanned her throat, holding her to him, holding her as if she were a part of him. Holding her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. His other hand skimmed her waist, then stopped to rest there, hot and urgent even though his palm was lying quietly against her skin.

Sakura was so aware of it, aware of how close it was to the most intimate, sensitive parts of her body. She ached for him. My God, she wanted him. She was beyond thinking rationally; she wanted his hand to move. Either direction, it didn't matter.

His mouth was hard and hot, yet velvet soft, demanding her complete surrender. And then his hand did move, finding the soft silk of his blankets she used to cover her breasts to taunt him more, and her breasts spilled free, once again into perfect view. It was such a small thing he did, yet her entire body felt wild and untamed and in need.

She felt the moan rising from deep within her as his hand caressed the full rounded underside of her breast. It amazed her that he could make her feel such intense pleasure when his palm was simply cupping the weight of her breast. Her mouth was open to the invitation of his, her receptive to his every advantage.

When his hand encircled her breast, his palm pushed against her erect nipple, she gasped and pulled her mouth free so that she could taste his skin, so that she was free to do her own exploring.

She could feel his hand shaping her, tracing the curve of her breast, the soft, swelling invitation, her nipple, aching and hard, pushing into his palm.

"Ahhh─Sasuke!"

Sasuke saw the pure aching in her expression. She's never felt this before, never experienced being touched like this, such soft, simple movements; the smallest touch by him makes her want to explode from sheer ecstasy. She was so vulnerable, open for the pleasure he was to give her. It wouldn't be hard. Any touch by him could make her feel like a volcano of molten heat ready to erupt.

Sakura did not want to take all and give none in return. Sure, she was unfamiliar with this, but she could see it in Sasuke's lustful eyes that any touch from her would send him into an equal erotic ecstasy, just as his does to her. She slid her own hands under his shirt, found his heated skin, the ridge of his defined muscles. He made her feel restless and hot, her body a cauldron of creamy liquid fire.

Sasuke caressed her breast, marveling at the sheer perfection of her body. It was amazing to him, the satin texture of her skin, the silken feel to her hair, the heat rising between them, how small and delicate she felt beneath his own strong body, yet her every muscle was firm and supple.

Her hands were driving him crazy, threatening not only his tenuous control but his very sanity. His body was raging at him, so hard with the need for release that his clothes felt tight and unbearable against his flesh. He now understood all this. All the other women he's had sex with just can't get his body to heat up like the way she was making it. It can't be done, and he doesn't expect it to be.

"Sasuke," She arched her back up slightly, with the way his skillful hands massaged her hot, aching breasts so skillfully. "It's not fair."

"What isn't fair?" His lips found her bare throat, tasting the sweetness of her soft skin.

"I am almost naked," she found it hard to choke her words out, being taken in by his delicate, but tormenting moves. "yet you are fully clothed."

Sakura tugged at his shirt, heedless of the buttons flying in all directions. She needed to burrow as close to him as possible.

Sasuke's body trembled, driven beyond the boundaries of endurance. The feel of her hands on his heated skin only served to arouse him further. His body went rigid as he felt her body slide further down beneath him, and the feel of her lips moved over his chest and began to trace a path down the fine trail by his detailed complex showing muscles.

His hands quickly spanned her waist, bent her backwards so that her breasts rose up to meet his descending mouth. She was luscious, beautiful, everything good and perfect in the world. His mouth was hot and moist, closing around her, all heat and fire so that flames erupted inside of her, inside him, like a firestorm. With each strong pull of his lips as he attacked her luscious skin, sucking, there was an answering rush of hot, creamy liquid as her body called out urgently to his, a rush of swelling heat from his own body.

Sasuke's hands slid down along her waist to the slender curve of her hips, lacing his fingers around the thin string line of her panties and effortlessly ripping those off as well. Sakura couldn't hide the crimson blush that covered her face. Because now she was fully exposed, every last detail of her laid out before Sasuke's deadly hunger.

Her legs were satin smooth, firm to his touch yet so soft as he trailed his fingers back up along the inside of her thighs. He felt her slightly squirm beneath him. Bingo, he found one of many sensitive spots. Which Sakura knew could be bad for future references. Because now Sasuke knew one of her many weak, sensitive spots that she could never refuse once he violated her.

His mouth left her breasts just for a moment so that his tongue could trace the tiny indentation of her belly button, then once more returned to the temptation of her full, soft breasts. His hand slipped between her legs to find moist heat.

"Ahh─!" Sakura cried out, a soft, musical note that reached inside his body and ignited a blazing inferno in him that began licking at her skin, his skin, her body, his, their very insides.

Without thought her hands worked at the confines of his trousers, so that he burst free, daring him to stop her. She meant what she said. It was not fair for just one of them to be naked. He was hot and demanding, his body enflamed beyond redemption.

She could feel his hand pushing against her, so that her body felt heavy and unfamiliar, hot and aching with urgent need. She moved her hips, seeking release from the building torment.

Her actions were so unexpected. He never even saw it coming until it was too late. She somehow found the strength to flip positions with him, sitting on top of him, cradling him. He was tormenting her too much, and was unsure if she could take it any longer. Simple, yet tormenting touches.

Her actions earned her a low hiss from the growling Uchiha. But she didn't care. Quickly, she went to work, her mouth not being able to resist the building need growing inside him. She pressed kisses up and down his hardened chest, his annoyance soon replaced with trying to resist the urge to grunt. She gave him soft kisses, hard kisses, bruising kisses, building the suspense up. Her lips made it down to his waistline, where she gripped his member hard and urgently; her actions making him throw his head back.

He grunted, trying to hold in the loud, demanding groan that was so tempted and pushing to burst free. Sakura stroked him softly, brushing his hardening member with her soft thumbs, teasing him, and sending him into an eternal blissful torment.

His fists clutched a bundle of blankets next to him. This was damn torture, and she damn well knew it! "Sakura!" He hissed loudly, threatening her. Yet, she was not fazed, She was enjoying this far too much. Far too much…

"Who did you say was going to be tormented?" She lowered her head, continuing to stroke him softly, knowing her soft, yet gentle, moves would be the death of him from her erotic torment. Deviously smirking even more, she lightly blew onto him, her cool breath teasing him further, his hardened member springing up; but she did not engulf him with her soft, moist mouth, because she knew that's what he was waiting for and the wait was driving him to pure madness. Just as she wanted it to.

"I want to hear you say it again, Sasuke-kun." She squeezed him tighter, continuing her blowing torment, the cool breath sending him waves of blissful tormentation. "Who did you say was going to be tormented?"

His eyes flared red for just one second, but that's all the time he needed her to be distracted. And it worked. With great Uchiha speed he gripped onto her shoulders and flung her over him, throwing her onto the bed hard, earning him a slight grunt.

"You." His eyes still gazing down upon her with black darkness; Sakura saw it. She knew he wanted revenge. His sinful eyes told it all.

He wasted no time at all. Pinning her below him so she could not go anywhere, Sasuke had the advantage. Just as he wanted. Now, she was in his mercy. God help her.

He brushed against her entrance with his thumb, making an unknown pattern against her; this was just the beginning. He wanted her to squirm now. He wanted her to shake with agony, pleasure, torment, ecstasy. Her back arced up, her breasts thrusted up so high, inviting him to go to them, play with them, her nipples hardening at the thought; they were so alone and needed the attention from him, and as tempted as he was, he knew it would wait, because this, he knew, would drive her over the edge of sanity.

Sasuke's fingers delved deep, testing her readiness, pushing her temperature up another ninety degrees.

"Sasuke─Oooh!" Her fingers clutched the covers on his bed, looking to grab anything at the moment.

Hot cream met his caresses. Her legs squirming around not knowing what to do or how to control themselves. Her hands gripped onto his shoulders, as if thinking the blissful torment would stop─or continue. She hated it, yet loved it. Her nails raked against his broad back. Her breath came in convulsive gasps.

"Oh God!" She screamed out. Two of his fingers were slowly stroking inside her burning core, the slowness of his movements so tormenting, but it's time to pick the pace up. He pumped more violently, at a faster pace in and out of her core. Her legs were shaking violently now, the torment so bad, so good, she was unsure.

"Please! Sasuke─!" She was unsure of what she was begging him to do; her gasps became more erotic and louder with every thrust of his tormenting fingers.

"Please what, Sakura?" Dark, masculine amusement. "More?"

He added another finger, delved it inside her, testing her limits. Who cares if she had any? Lazily, he made small circular movements inside her, while continuing to pump faster and faster.

"Ooooh! Sasuke! Please! Ahhh─!" Her head was thrown back, her back arched to its limit. Her hands released him, looking for something to clutch on to tightly. So blissful, so tormenting.

She was now crying out in sheer ecstasy. Waves of urgency spreading through her. She tried so hard to escape her exotic torment; she tried vainly. But Sasuke held her in a terrifying thrall. His cold eyes and heated sensuality sent shivers of danger, of desire down her slender spine. The pleasure was eating her alive; so blissful, so exotic.

Sasuke stopped the thrusting and pulled his dripping fingers out of her. "What of this, Sakura?" With cruel intentions he lowered his head, kissing lightly, teasingly, just above her entrance.

"Oh no…!!" Wild shrieks were heard from her. Louder and louder each time. She couldn't control herself any longer. She started letting out loud, exotic moans, screaming his name in ecstatic ecstasy. "Ohhh Sasuke─!"

He flicked at her entrance lightly with his tongue. Such a simple movement was making her scream. "I am not done yet." Another smirk was noted from him as he started attacking her wet entrance with violent strokes of his tongue, using it to his advantage to really torment her.

She started bucking her hips without any intentions of doing so. "Sa..Sasuke!" She screamed out his name; it sounded so good. While she screamed out to him, her gasps becoming more convulsive, he continued his assault inside her.

His tongue lightly flicked at her clit and it couldn't be helped that he legs started violently shaking once again, aching his tempting touch. He forcefully plunged his tongue into her, giving her the ultimate tongue job repeatedly, over and over.

She was so sweet, so addicting, so exotic and his. He didn't want to stop. He wanted to forever torment her like this. With her in his complete mercy, trying so desperately to escape, when she can't, having her scream his name out in sheer pleasure. It was so damn addicting. And she loved every minute of it as well.

"Are you enjoying this?" His tongue lapped at her more, sucking up her wet fluids. The rush of pleasure pounding into her very being was out of control. She never knew she could feel this way. Never. She felt like she was melting into Sasuke's dark desires.

"Sasuke-kun!!" She gripped his hair tightly, rocking her hips with the rhythm of his violent tongue assaults.

"You're stuck, aren't you?" Sasuke was tempting her, arousing her. She was on the verge of exploding.

"You can't escape, can you?"

"Oooh, Sasuke!" Her pants became heavier, groaning with ecstatic pleasure. She didn't know that was even possible. "Please─! Stop!"

He enjoyed her begs of mercy. They were temptation at its finest. "You want me to stop, Sakura?" He was using his tongue, his teeth, to continue his pleasurable assault on her. He was still working on her clit with his firm tongue, so fired up by her screams.

Her body was so hot, on fire, burning up, filled with need, sweaty, and dripping with sex.

Sasuke pulled out, licking off the wet fluids over his mouth, his lips kissing around her entrance, over her inner thighs, taking in the sweet, satin smoothness of her skin.

"You are ready for me, Sakura." His voice was raw and hoarse as his mouth couldn't take the isolation from her breasts any longer and went back to them, with its aching demand. His teeth were gently stroking her tender skin, his tongue easing the slight ache.

His fingers were stroking her rhythmically, his mouth pulling at her, his teeth an erotic teasing that made her so wild and uninhibited she was moving urgently against his hand.

Sasuke's teeth moved along the curve of her breast, his tongue lapping gently in the deep valley between her breasts. He shifted his position up a little more so that Sakura's full body was trapped beneath his own.

Sakura's breath escaped in a long gasp as his massive frame descended on hers, skin to skin, as she felt the hard length in him, and the long, hot, thick length of his member pressing aggressively against her thigh. Her heart seemed to stop beating. Fear or anticipation, excitement or apprehension, desire or impatience─she had no idea what she was really feeling. Everything all at once.

Sasuke's knee nudged between her legs so that he could press his sensitive velvet tip against her heated, moist entrance. At once her body bathed his with hot cream, sending down waves of hard, painful need and urgency through him. His mouth captured hers, and he eased a little deeper inside of her.

His breath slammed out of his lungs. She was so tight, a sheath of fiery velvet gripping him, taking him into her body. The feeling was so close to ecstasy, he had to clench his teeth, to use every ounce of control to force himself to go slowly, to allow her body time to adjust to the invasion of his.

Because he knew from the moment he even hinted sex that she was a virgin.

Sakura moved her hips restlessly, mindlessly, needing all of him, wanting so much more. She wanted all of him. But, once there was pain and she gasped and went rigid.

She inhaled deep, afraid to move, to feel the pain any longer. "No more…" Her whisper was low.

Sasuke became perfectly still, not withdrawing, holding her close to him, his arms strong bands of protection. He framed her face with his hands, his dark, merciless black eyes burning as he gazed at her, so intense, so mesmerizing, she couldn't look away. "Look at me. Do not look away."

She felt the panic welding up inside her, afraid to go any further. "You are too big, Sasuke-kun," her cheeks were fluttering red, burning her face up. "We do not fit together." Sakura wanted to pull her gaze away from the heat of his, but she was drowning in his naked hunger. "Sasuke…" She just said his name, a whisper of sound, a blend of fear and aching desire.

"Accept me, Sakura." Sasuke bent to kiss the corner of her mouth. "Accept what you want." His mouth moved down her chin to her throat. Her heavy, fast beating pulse called the wildness deep within him. Teeth scraped a path along her throat to the swell of her breast, stopping to rest over her racing heart.

"Sakura… Relax. For me." The words were so hypnotic, his voice so beautiful and husky with desire. His black eyes met hers, a blaze of searing heat, and then he gathered her hips into his hands. His body surged forward, one powerful stroke, making her cry out with the exquisite fire of pleasure, tears glistening in her eyes like jewels.

He filled her completely. Filled her lonely life with thoughts of him, of how she would look forward to coming home… for him.

Powerful thrusts! His body withdrew and thrust a second time.

The intensity of his feelings, the burning pleasure he was experiencing were there for her to share, just as he could feel the all-consuming heatness of her own body, reveling in his possession.

He began to move, surging into her with sure, hard strokes that seemed to build in intensity, causing a fiery friction between them, so hot they were consumed with flames.

"Saaaasuke! Oh God! More!" She managed to moan out with all the strength she had.

Sakura clung to him, her safe anchor, as he continued to surge more and more, to a place of such ecstasy she wasn't certain she could stand it.

His mouth fed at her, his hips drove into her, a frenzy of lust and love, possession and craving.

Love…

Could it really be that simple? Love… He liked the sound of that. It just made no sense. The dangerous urge to possess her for all time was so demanding.

Love… Is that really what it was?

His possessive surging went on and on until her own body seemed to belong to him rather than her, until she heard herself give a soft cry of sheer shock as her body seemed to fragment into a thousand pieces, to shatter, as wave after wave of fire rocked her, convulsing her muscles so that she tightened around him even more, gripping and demanding.

Sasuke swept his tongue over the curve of her breast, the small, gentle movement so provocative and teasing to her. "I need you." He whispered, his voice erotic and hoarse with his husky, dark demand.

She knew what he craved. What his body longed for. Her. It was almost too much, the hard thrust of his hips, driving him so fiercely into her.

"Ahhh─!!" Her erotic moans made him want to thrust harder. With each hard stroke he was delving deeper and deeper into her body, as if showing her no other man could ever think to give her the pleasure, the sex, the intensity that he gives her. She knew it was happening, and felt helpless to resist, unable to deny him anything. Her tongue tasted his damp skin, swirled over his heavy muscles guarding his heart. She felt his instant response, his body, buried within her tight sheath swelling, hardening even more, the leap of his heart beneath her seeking mouth.

Sasuke gripped her slender hips, crushing her to him, his body so hot and hard and slick with her fiery cream that he was drowning in pure, scorching heat. He could feel her surrounding him, tight velvet fire, a steamy torrid passion beyond anything he had ever conceived he could feel.

Her sheath tightened, and gripped him, milking intensely so that he erupted into a torrent of passion, spilling his seed deep inside of her.

"I want you, Sasuke-kun. I want you so damn bad!" She was breathing compulsive gasps while finding it in her to choke her words out. All around him her body was fiery hot and tight, rocking with its own response to the deep fever raging between them.

Sasuke held her tightly, his face as harsh and relentless as time itself. "You can't think of leaving now. I won't let you go. You're fully mine to claim now. You must know that."

Sakura was too stunned by the fire in her body, by his addicting taste, by the little erotic aftershocks in her sheath that made her body refuse to release his, to reply. It felt so perfect, so right, with Sasuke buried deep within her.

She reached up, touched his mouth with a trembling fingertip, and traced his lips. She could drown in his dark, black eyes; she always could, even years ago. "I had no idea we would be like this. That this… would ever happen between us." Her voice was so soft, so beautiful.

Sasuke lowered his head, brushing the swell of her hot, aching breast. "I need you, Sakura. I find you irresistible." So dark and captivating his voice was; no emotion, but she knew it was there.

A soft smile curved her mouth. "Remember that when I do something you don't particularly like, and get angry with me." She was shocked at her abandoned behavior, deliberately tightening her muscles so that she was tormenting him, teasing him, her body already slick with their combined liquid heat and the faint stain of innocence. "Sasuke, I know you. I know you well. You are the type that objects to everything if it is not suiting to you."

His brows shot up. Her body was doing tormenting, yet delicious things to his. "Then don't do anything that is not suiting to me." He kissed the corner of her mouth, then found the fullness of her breast. He could stay in this position for eternity. The feel of her was so exquisite, so perfect, like her body was created just for his pleasure and for his touch. Just his.

"You know that's not going to happen." She assured him that.

His brows narrowed with dark satisfaction. "Is that so?" He pulled himself out of her, using the velvet tip of his masculine member to slowly, and slightly brush over her dripping wet entrance, taunting her with his dark temptation. And the softest movement was tormenting her.

"Oooh!" She moaned out from his soft, blissful touch. "Sasuke-kun!" She bit her lip, to refrain from another scream. She did not want to give him more satisfaction.

His tip just slightly sunk in, not all the way, but enough to tempt her and drive her on the verge of sanity. "This isn't fair!" She screamed out from his punishing torment. She tried to turn her body to the side, which would pull him out of her, but his hands pulled away from the touch of her full blossomed breasts and pinned her sides down, beneath his mercy.

Sasuke wanted to lose himself in Sakura's body. He needed to burrow deep into her, to bathe himself in her pureness, so he wouldn't feel so isolated for once. His tongue lapped at her nipple, part playfully, part possessive. Her body was his to explore, to arouse, to satisfy, to complete.

He let go of her sides to explore her starving body again. He couldn't resist. His hands could not be apart from her luscious flesh.

Sasuke was driving her crazy with his lazy, slow handed exploration. His palm was moving deliberately over every inch of her body, finding every curve, memorizing every hollow.

Sakura was already restless again, but when she would have caught his hips with demanding hands, he shook his head, his movements completely enflaming her.

"I want to know every inch of you, Sakura," he whispered, completely sliding his thick heat out of her.

"Sasuke!" Sakura's green orbs censured him, her slender hips moving on the quilt beneath him, determined to entice him back to her. Just the feel of him, hard and hot, against her thigh was erotic. She wanted him so damn bad.

His hands simply caught at her and turned her over so that his lips could follow the flawless curve of her back. He took his time, kissing the nape of her neck, her shoulders, kissing his way down her spine. All the while his thighs trapped her beneath him, his body swelling, pushing against her buttocks, the tip of him so hot she was squirming against him, needing him, and not this ecstatic needing torment.

Sasuke was determined not to allow anything to shatter his tenuous control. He would know her body as well as his own, know every secret point that could arouse her, every curve and hollow that ached for his touch.

His teeth found the rounded muscles of her buttocks, felt her jump beneath his caressing hands. His palm beneath her found her moist invitation, so hot with urgent need he smiled, satisfied with the knowledge he has gained about her. This will be great for future references when he goes to possess her again… and again… and again. This time, he'll know where to really assault her.

He caught her hips and surged forward, penetrating deeply, burying himself in that tight, wet, velvet-soft sheath that fit him so perfectly, so uniquely.

"Again, Sasuke-kun! Please─" She was already lost in a world of desire and pleasure.

The feel of it was unlike anything he has ever experienced with all the others he has taken. He found his hand moving over her beautiful body, cupping her breasts, caressing her bottom, his mouth tasting her back. His goal before was to assault her in every possible revealing spot to learn about her; her likes─things that aroused her, her dislikes─methods that did not work as well on her. He is proud to say he has gained that information.

Her long pink hair cascaded in waves to pool on the silk blankets around her, and it was a sight for sore eyes, one he will never forget, and enjoy seeing…every single night…

And then the fire took hold, so hot, so fast, he found himself gripping her hips and plunging into her, harder and faster and deeper until the fiery friction was poised on the knife edge between pleasure and pain. Her body wound tighter and tighter, and she cried out to him for release.

"Pleeeease─" she gasped. "Sasuke!"

He wanted to stay, poised forever on that edge, her soft body burning with his, sharing the ecstasy. He had hard, savage demands that erupted to the surface, and he bent over her smaller body, completely dominant, his teeth scraped at her shoulder, and he purposely pinned her into submission below him.

Sakura lost her train of thoughts as Sasuke's body swelled even more into hers, so thick and hard he was driving out all sanity.

Abruptly he pulled out and with nothing but ruthlessness he flipped her over, to have her naked front gleam in these starving eyes of his. She was so hot, so sweaty, it matched his wet body. Her breaths were deep pants, and the fact that he was the cause excited him to his limit.

His thumb gently brushed over her nipple, getting an erect, harden reaction, having them blossom into hard peaks. He leans forward, pressing soft kisses all over her full breasts, following the trail of flesh down to her waistline again. He lifted his head up, but once more brought it down kissing the indentation of her bellybutton, against her flat stomach.

His hand brushed against the curls between her legs and he noticed the glitters that filled her curls; the fluids that spilled out. Hot moist from his touch. His bent his head down again trailing his tongue around the insides of her thighs.

Moans, groans, and screeches all escaped from her lips. The tormenting continues. She was weak when it came to that area and she knew that's why Sasuke was down there. For one last tease his tongue flicked directly inside her entrance, so slow and tormenting, giving him the reaction from her he wanted.

"Nooo! Sasuke-kun─Oh God! Oh God!"

Her reaction and cry out was flaming him up, he couldn't help but do it again. His tongue flicked directly inside her entrance once again, purposely slowly; her legs were violently shaking again, her body hot, fiery and out of control. Hot cream spilled out again, her hot, moist fluids on him. He just licked it away, and lifted his head.

Sakura finally noticed that he, as well, was panting.

Sasuke would have collapsed on top of her, but he was far to conscious as to how small and fragile she was compared to his large, masculine body. He rolled to one side, taking her with him, because her touch was still a necessity to him.

Sakura now knew one thing: Sasuke Uchiha had some sort of domination over her body, over her. She could not leave him. She never could. She didn't want to anyways. After what they shared, it would break her if he ever said this was a one night fling. Just break her.

She felt so tired, so exhausted from everything. She should have known Sasuke would be great. The way he tormented her so. But, it was late at night, and she was so damn tired. All she wanted to do was sleep. And sadly, she had to meet with Lady Tsunade tomorrow. What a way to ruin everything. With Sasuke's strong arms around her though, she felt safe, she felt comfortable, like this was right. The need in her was still there, but being in his arms cured everything.

Her eyes shut, wanting to sleep so bad. Was she really going to sleep here? Really stay here with him? Just so suddenly? She did not see this as a fling, but to just sleep with him and move in with him… seems so sudden. She didn't let the thought bother her anymore. She just wanted to desperately sleep. Exhaustion engulfed her.

Sasuke couldn't let go of her. He saw her drowsiness, and her desperation to sleep. She would not go back home to sleep. She would stay here. He wouldn't let her leave. He, too, was tired. But there was something both of them forgot.

"Sakura," he interrupted her attempt to sleep.

"Hm?" She replied lazily, her eyes still staying shut.

"We have yet to bathe. You needed one for tomorrow."

"…" She grunted, not wanting to move at all. She totally forgot about the bath that she needed to take. She couldn't take one tomorrow morning because she knew she would not have the time, and getting up earlier was not something she intended on doing. "I guess I'll go take a quick one." She muttered with annoyance. This was such a burden to her right now. As she tried to get up, Sasuke's hold on her tightened.

She was surprised when she heard his low, menacing growl. "We will go take one, as planned."

"Sasuke, I can't. I need to sleep and I have to get up early to give Lady Tsunade her reports tomorrow."

"You mean the ones you lost?"

"…!!"

Damnit.

She gasped, completely forgetting about the reports that were in her care, and the ones she so clumsily lost. "Yeah… those." She buried her face into Sasuke's chest, disbelieving how fast a perfect night could be ruined.

"I'll go put new water in. Then we'll go take a bath, and then we can sleep."

She sighed, giving in to his demands. As always, what Uchiha's want, Uchiha's get. "Fine. But just a quick bath. No fooling around, got it?" She accused him. She knew him all too well. Like hell he would get in a bath with her and not try and do something.

Dark, masculine smirk. "If you say so." His smile was far too innocent.

Sakura can sadly say she saw his lie.

A/N; End of chapter 3! This was so long. Like the longest chapter I have ever typed in my entire fanfiction writing life. And probably the longest chapter I will ever type out.

Exciting news: The mature content just keeps coming. Next chapter is majorly rated "M" just like this chapter. And hopefully since summer is here I can post faster! School is out. :D

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