I'm back! So sorry for the late post. Life is busy. Way too busy. Anyway, enjoy and see you at the bottom.

Sakura locked eyes with the hotel security guard before quickly looking away. She knew her cheeks were flushed and the last thing she needed was a rumour starting about her and the police chief sneaking around the hotel suspiciously. "Good evening Uchiha-sama, miss." The guard nodded his head to the both of them. It seemed he was somewhat familiar with the well known Uchiha, but not herself. "Good evening guard-san, how are you this evening?" Itachi conversed politely. "Ah not bad sir, just about to finish my rounds for the night. It was quite busy earlier with the gala and all."

Itachi made a sound in agreement. Sakura swore this elevator ride was the longest one of her life. Was this guard going to join them to the top floor?

Suddenly the elevator stopped. "Well, this is my stop. Goodnight Uchiha-sama, glad to see your assisting the young miss to her room this evening. I suppose that's why you're the chief." Itachi chuckled and nodded goodnight as the guard stepped off the elevator and the door once again closed.

Sakura let out a breath.

"Well I can understand why you're so well liked, Uchiha-sama." She suddenly felt the hot gaze of Itachi back on her and it sent a bolt of electricity up her spine while images of where they had been interrupted flashed through her mind. "I'm afraid I wont be escorting you to your room this evening, miss." Itachi teased back in a smooth, low tenor.

"Wait, your room is on the top floor too? I thought we were going to my room."

He smirked at her mischievously.

"I'm a powerful man Sakura."

He took a predatory step towards the pinkette.

Sakura turned her head to look at him, noticing how close he was again standing.

"And what does that have to do with staying in the penthouse across from mine."

He took another step towards her but this time she stepped back.

He was about to take another step as the elevator door opened to the top floor. Sakura felt Itachi drag his eyes hungrily up her body before he offered his hand for them to step off.

His suite was almost identical to hers. It was excessively large and equipped with a kitchen, a kingsize bed, and to her relief, a jacuzzi. The door closed behind them and Sakura removed her shoes, watching as Itachi did the same. She followed him wordlessly into the kitchen where he set down his room key and took off his jacket, hanging it on a chair, leaving him in his black dress pants and a crisp, white dress shirt that contrasted his hair and a black tie. She sat down on a chair as well, crossed her legs and waited as he moved into the kitchen to pour a glass of water. Sakura knew he was playing a game. She had expected him to grab her passionately as they walked in the door, much like the elevator, yet he hadn't. But Sakura remembered his love of mind games and knew old habits died hard. He was playing a game with her, she just hadn't figured out what it was yet.

Itachi turned around and offered her a glass of water as their eyes met.

"Thirsty?"

She narrowed her eyes ever so slightly at the subtle innuendo and took the glass.

"Thanks."

She took a sip and watched his loosen his tie and undo the button above it, before he also brought his glass to his lips. She decided to go for a forward approach again. Best to attack the man's plan before he could lay any more verbal booby traps. "Are you serious when you say you miss me?"

He glanced up at her from above the brim of his glass and took it away from his mouth. "Have I ever been untruthful Sakura?"

"I've had enough of the games Uchiha, I just want to know why I'm here."

He put his glass down on the counter and a side of his mouth tilted slightly. Itachi held her irritated gaze with an intense one of his own as he began rolling up the cuffs of his shirt. His presence was so powerful; so dominate. If Sakura was any less of a woman she may have felt intimidated. He walked over to her and set his hands on either side of her chair's arm rests, effectively trapping her in the chair. He hovered a moment before the edges of his mouth tilted up in a smug grin. She held her composure. "I think you could drop the formalities, Sakura."

Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly. It wasn't fair his voice sounded that way. It was so smooth with a touch of huskiness. It was downright attractive. "I believe I asked a question Uchiha." "Forgive me Sakura, I don't often get the opportunity to interact with those who can keep up with me and I enjoy your ability to do so."

He leaned in closer but Sakura continued to stand her ground. Even though the smell of his cologne this close made her want to melt right off the chair that was keeping her upright. Even if she could feel his body heat in the most welcoming of ways and wanted to be enveloped in it for as long as she could. Even if she wanted to reach up to undo a second button, and the rest after that before letting him have his wicked way with her. She stood her ground. "I miss you Sakura. I don't regret us going separate ways, but I've been thinking about you since we separated. I gave up the woman I love for my ambitions but now that I've met them, I realized I want to enjoy them with you."

To say she was shocked was an understatement. And she knew it was written all over her face. Sakura had never expected to see Itachi this night, let alone hear a confession leave his mouth. She took a moment to compose herself and decided to do what she had wanted to do since first setting eyes on him this evening. Sakura pulled him closer by his tie and closed the gap between there lips. Itachi responded immediately. He allowed to kiss to be slow and sweet as his hands found purchase in her floral smelling hair. He felt her weave her arms around his broad shoulders and moved as close as he could to deepen the kiss ever so slightly. Sakura was in heaven. Kissing the man she loved long ago brought old and unresolved feelings to the surface. She still loved Itachi and kissing him felt like coming home from a journey she never knew she had left on. Itachi's hands slowly left her pink strands and trailed down her arms until they met her legs. He moved himself and picked the pinkette up out of the chair like a bride. She let out a small yelp at being picked up and tightened her grip around his shoulders, but did not stop kissing him. Sakura half expected to be thrown on the bed but was surprised when his legs came in contact with the bed and she was laid down gently, disappearing in the fluffy down blanket.

"Oh my Kami this bed is the best." Itachi chuckled and crawled above her on the bed. He dipped his head to kiss her again but was stopped by a gentle hand on his chest. "Itachi I don't mean to kill the mood, but I need to know what we're doing."

She looked up at him with vulnerable eyes and moved her hands to his ribs. The heat was too tempting. Being in the arms of the man she loved for so long was too tempting.

Itachi cupped her cheek and kissed her slowly.

"Pick up where we left off?"

"I'm not the same as four years ago Itachi, and I'm not an easy woman to please you know."

He gave her a downright devilish grin in response.

"I remember being quite adept at pleasing you Sakura."

She swatted his ribs playfully. "Frustrating man. I never stopped loving you you know, I don't think I can stop." She watched him as he smiled knowingly to her.

"I'm yours Sakura. I've always been yours."

She gave him pouty frown and wove a hand into his hair.

"Show me you missed me Itachi."

And he was kissing her slowly again. Her dainty hands moved up and down the back of his shirt as his began to lift her dress up her body.

"I should've removed his while we were standing."

"The great Itachi Uchiha makes a mistake? How rare."

She teased him with a grin that was quickly removed when his palm made contact with the exposed part of her rear.

"I'm not against playing dirty Sakura."

"I hope you're not Itachi."

Suddenly the warmth of his body was gone and Sakura found herself being carried towards the humongous windows displaying the midnight city below them.

He set her down and took a step back.

"Strip for me."

The request sent a jolt of heat down to her core and a jolt of electricity up her spine. She looked at him with hesitant eyes. His white shirt contrasted with the black night behind the windows and her eyes left his for a second to admire the twinkling lights below them. It was certainly a bit brighter near the window than it was at the bed, but it wasn't quite bright enough to see clearly.

The hotel was one of the taller ones in the city. The other buildings around them hardly reached half way up its side which allowed for a bit of privacy.

Her gaze returned to his and she reached for the zipper at the side of her dress. Something feral immediately crossed his eyes as they shifted to her hands on the zipper then back to meet her emerald gaze. Sakura already felt like he could see every part of her and she hadn't even taken her dress off yet. She tugged the zipper slowly, running it down from the side of her breast to the apex of her hip. The pinkette slowly peeled the top of the red dress away from her breasts to expose a black, strapless bra underneath. Itachi held her eyes intensely. The dress continued down her body until it was met with resistance from the swell of her hips. Sakura dug her thumbs into the sides for a little leverage, pushed, and let the dress hit the floor. His anticipation was almost palpable.

Her hands moved behind her to undo the clasp as she noticed Itachi leisurely removing his tie.

As soon as her lacy bra hit the floor Itachi took a step forward. She could smell his cologne and it made her want to lean towards him. He took another step. She could feel his heat again. Everything about this man was turning her on and she waited for his next move. Itachi took her chin in his thumb and finger and angled her mouth towards him for a searing kiss. Sakura closed her eyes and reached towards his neck to begin undoing buttons. He took her lower lip between his teeth, gave it a tug, and continued his assault of her mouth. He swirled his tongue sensually in her mouth and took a step towards the window, taking Sakura with him. Sakura undid the last button and ran her hands up Itachi's masculine chest and over his shoulders. His skin was surprisingly soft and she was so close to the heat she had been craving. Sakura pulled her hands from his shoulders down his arms, his shirt sliding how his arms with her hands, but the one side caught on his tie he was still holding. She tried to move it.

"I'm not done with this yet Sakura."

Her eyes shot up to his as realization ran through her like liquid arousal.

She felt Itachi bring her wrists together ever so slowly, before feeling the silky tie against her skin. Sakura felt like his onyx eyes were about to swallow her whole. Part of her sincerely hoped they would. The feeling of Itachi's tie around her wrist was exciting and something she had never done before.

"No handcuffs Mr. Police Chief?"

"Careful what you wish for Sakura."

And with that, she was picked up away from the window and placed back on the bed. She watched her soon to be raven haired lover remove the rest of his clothes until he stood before her very obviously aroused. And drop dead sexy. Itachi had always been in excellent shape, but time had been nothing but good to him. She couldn't quite make out the lines of his muscles in the dark, but she was sure she was about to experience them first hand. Sakura's body was tingling with anticipation. She had had enough foreplay and wanted to feel Itachi inside her now. She watched as he crawled onto the bed near her feet. Itachi ran his hands up and down her legs, enjoying how her soft skin was contrasted by the muscles underneath. He took note of the places she lightly flinched at under his touch. He slowly spread apart her legs and brought his mouth to her skin to kiss a trail towards her arousal. He bit gently at the inside of her thigh and was rewarded with a breathy exhale.

He moved himself between her thighs, held down her hips, and brought his tongue to her sensitive bundle of nerves. Sakura's hips jumped in pleasure and she let out a small cry. She had expected the powerful man would ravage her, but he took his time in his exploration and built up her pleasure until it was almost unbearable. Sakura could hear herself moaning wantonly but wouldn't quite bring herself to feel self conscious. Itachi's hand had begun moving up her abdomen, adoring the soft skin there as his other held her jerking hips from interrupting his tongue's rhythm. Her hands were still bound but they were able to find purchase in his hair before she cried out his name. Her orgasm hit her like a brick wall. She could still feel Itachi's tongue doing magical things and she could vaguely hear herself shamelessly crying his name, but all she could see was hot white until she began to come down from the high.

All she could manage to do after was breath as she registered Itachi leaving another love mark on her thigh. Her abdomen flinched as she felt his tongue and lips worked their way up it, stopping to lavish her breasts before moving her bound hands about her head and continuing to her neck. He paused his assault as he crawled on top of her and stared into her half-open emerald eyes.

"Have you recovered Hime?"

Sakura wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. She also wanted it between her legs again.

"Yes." She almost whispered.

Itachi ran a hand through her hair, captured her lips with his and entered her. Sakura let out one of the most pleasured moans she had ever heard herself make as she wrapped her legs around her lover's hips. Itachi began a slow pace to allow her to accommodate his size. Sakura was thankful, she hadn't slept with anyone in ages and Itachi's member was an impressive size. He moved his hips to meet hers at a comfortable pace until she moved her arms on reflex to touch him. Sakura instantly felt her wrists pushed and held back above her head. She looked up at the Uchiha who looked absolutely predatory. His hair was still tied but his bangs were escaping and curtained his face. His gazed was aroused and piercing. Kami he was handsome. Sakura's eyes traveled lower down his toned body until they rolled back as his member hit a sensitive spot inside her. Her hand gripped instinctively as the one holding her wrists slipped into her grasp and locked their fingers together. His hips dug deeper and faster against hers. The faster pace felt so good every time he filled her to the hilt. She could feel his other hand snake around her petite waist and pull her close against his hot skin. He adjusted his position and fucked her faster.

"Itachi!"

Sakura arched closer into his body. She felt his hair tickle her neck and his head dipped into her neck. She moaned near his ear as his thrusts rocked into her. She could already feel the familiar heat building under her stomach. The sound of their skin slapping together, his raspy breath in her ear, and the heat from his skin was pushing her over.

"Itachi, Kami I'm-ah-close."

He grunted as he held back a moan but was able to respond.

"Wait for me Sakura. I want to come with you."

She could feel his lips moving against her neck as she grasped at any form of sanity that remained through the pleasure.

Her legs held his waist close to her, her back arched her breasts into his firm chest and her face nuzzled his neck hard in an attempt to be closer.

"I-ah-Itachi I can't. I'm-"

If her first orgasm had hit her like a brick wall, this one had dropped onto her all at once like a ton of bricks. Her hips bucked almost as violently as her arms as pleasure shot through her entire body. She moaned feverishly and just as she started coming down, she felt Itachi's hand bury itself into her hair and he kissed her madly. He moaned in her mouth before his hips became frenzied and he came undone. The feeling of him coming inside her was so intimate it made her blush. She moved her still bound wrists over his head and traced lazy patterns on the skin of his neck.

His hips slowed down to a stop but he held her tightly against him and kissed continued to kiss her.

Itachi pulled away eventually and his dark eyes bore into her sated emerald ones.

They stayed like that for a few moments, unable to form any thoughts; still catching their breaths.

"What now Itachi."

He removed himself from her arms and rolled over, grabbing her a tissue and shifting to remove his tie.

"Would you like to see the Jacuzzi?"

Well I'm definitely posting another chapter to this story (eventually).
I'm about to go on winter break for about three weeks so I'll have some free time to do more writing (and sleeping).
Let me know what you think?
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