Baby, I like it
Chapter Two
-Party-
Sakura hadn't seen Gaara since yesterday. But all was well, she knew she would see him in a few hours at Naruto's party. She went and showered, wanting to be clean for the festivities. When she got out, she brushed her teeth and blow dried her hair. Walking over to her closet, she tried to find something to wear. Spotting something red, she pulled it out. It was a dress she hadn't really gotten the chance to wear. It was made of silk and flowed past her knees, with a semi-ruffled slit up her left thigh. The top of the dress was tight, and had two small straps.
Deciding that this was good enough for Naruto's party, she took out her black strapless bra with red lace trim and matching panties and got dressed. Sitting down at her vanity, she put on just enough makeup to where it looked natural. Not wanting to do much with her hair, since it would get messed up with the night's activities, she decided to leave it down.
She grabbed some red strappy heels to match her dress. Once she had those on, she stood and looked at herself in the floor length mirror hanging on the inside of her closet door. Perfect. Nodding to herself, she grabbed her key and left her apartment.
When she got to the party she went straight to the bar and ordered a strawberry margarita. She knew the instant he entered the room, but decided to focus on her drink. Sensing him next to her, she wordlessly held out her hand, and was pulled onto the dance floor. She looked up into his jade eyes and smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck and grinding into his pelvis.
"It's about time. I was waiting for you." She said with a smile.
"You're always waiting for me," Gaara corrected with a smirk. His hand rested dangerously low on her hips. He leaned down, letting his breath tickle her ear, "It's been awhile, almost three months now. I've been craving you ever since." He whispered sensually.
"Three very long, lonely, cold months." She agreed, pressing her breasts against his chest teasingly.
He let out a soft laugh, letting his hand move lower, grabbing her firm behind. "So the Uchiha still makes you feel lonely?"
"Always. He really doesn't pay me much attention, since I won't let him into my bed until after the wedding. I think he resents me for it a bit." She admitted, hiking her leg up to his hip and grinding into him once more.
"Oh?" he arched what could be seen as a brow. He let one of his hands slide up her leg, gripping her thigh before letting his digits sneak past her dress and touch her lacy underwear. "I wonder why? Maybe because your bed has been claimed by me?"
"Perhaps." She said, thrusting against his fingers. "How long do you want to stay?" she asked, talking about the party. She loved Naruto, but she had needs. Needs that needed to be met. Now.
He smiled, how he loved her impatience. Her straightforward behavior was one of the things that had drawn him to her. "How about…" he started, moving his hand back to her butt, but still under her dress. He pressed her hard against him so she could feel his own need. "We go say happy birthday and then go find a more…private setting."
"I love the way you think." She said, grinding one last time before pulling away. It didn't take long to find Naruto. He was the only loud blonde at the bar. Well, besides Ino that is.
"Sakura-chan! Gaara! This is some party isn't it? Are you guys having fun?" the Kyuubi asked from his stool.
"It's great Naruto. But I'm gonna head home now. Tsunade-shishou had me doing her paperwork again, and I'm exhausted. I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday before I left." She said. It wasn't a complete lie, it just wasn't a complete truth.
"That's fine Sakura-chan and thanks! I'm glad you could come! I guess I'll see you later." He smiled drunkenly.
"Yeah. I don't know what my schedule is like, but I'll see if we can go to Ichiraku sometime soon, my treat, as a birthday present." She said with a smile. That was how she would make it up to him that she was leaving early.
"Sweet! You're the best friend ever!" the blonde yelled enthusiastically, enveloping her in a hug. When he let go of her, he turned to his silent friend. "What about you Gaara? Are you heading out as well?"
"Yes Naruto, I'm sorry." He gave his friend an apologetic smile. "I'm going to make sure Sakura gets home alright, then probably head to bed myself. But we could train sometime this week, I'll be here for three days."
This seemed to excite the blonde, as well as Sakura. Three days of Gaara? She giggled, already seeing how amazing the next three days would be. "That's great! Well I'll see you around then!" Naruto smiled.
Ino rolled her eyes at the obvious lies, she had already had one too many. She turned around on her bar stool, a very nice long purple dress making her look very beautiful. She leaned back against the bar and glared at the two. "Whatever! God I can't believe you two's bull shit!" she growled, taking another sip from her glass. "You're just going to go home and fuck each other like you always do." She hissed out. She wasn't always this nasty, but ever since she found about Sakura's affair with the Kazekage she couldn't help but feel jealous. Why did Sakura get two major, powerful, political hotties?
"Shut up if you know what's good for you Ino-pig. Besides, I saw Kiba on the other side of the room looking all lonely. Why don't you go say hi?" the pink haired medic suggested, hoping to distract her friend. It worked.
"Really? I think I will go say hi. Thanks Forehead!" she yelled, then sloppily made her way across the room.
She turned to Gaara. "Let's go before something else happens. I need you now." She said, pure honesty and lust on her face.
He took her hand and led her out of the place, the streets were pretty empty seeing as just after dusk. By now Gaara knew his way to Sakura's without her telling him where to go, though it was hard just getting there. He had to fight his urges to just take her right here and now. Once they reached her apartment building he was about to explode, he needed her just as bad as she needed him.
Sakura hurriedly unlocked the door, pushing it in and flipping on the light switch. Gaara followed her inside, shutting the door behind him and locking it slowly. He wanted to make her suffer just a bit longer.
He finally looked up, and he could tell she was holding herself back from jumping him. His smirk only grew, and she knew he was only trying to tease her. "Ready?" he asked. The second the word left his mouth she pulled off her shoes as he tore off his evening jacket, throwing it to the side, now only in a white button down and some nice black pants. She could not stop herself from running and jumping on him, letting her legs wrap around his waist. He held her up and she pressed her lips against his, beginning their sloppy make-out session. Skillfully, Gaara made his way across the living room without letting their lips break. Once they were in her bedroom he threw her to the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt.
She licked her lips as she watched him undress. Normally she would do the same, but tonight she wanted him to undress her. So she lay down on the bed and propped her head up on her hand.
After he unclasped the last button, he tossed his shirt aside, joining her on the bed. He knew she wanted to be a challenge this time, after all he knew Sakura and her sexual ways better than anyone. He pushed her down onto her back and took the straps of her dress, sliding them down her arms. He pulled the dress up and over her head, throwing it to the floor to join his shirt. He sat up, admiring her body. He fingered her lacey undergarments, debating on what to do with them. He watched her face, always loving her reactions to his touch. He let his hand move to her stomach and slowly down, moving between her legs but staying outside her panties…for now.
She moaned lightly, giving him a look of irritation. She wriggled at his touch, indicating that she wanted him to do something with his hand.
He leaned closer, acting as if she had said something quietly. "What was that Sakura?" he asked, his smirk coming back. He loved making her say she wanted him. And if he teased her enough, she admitted that she wanted him more than she wanted Sasuke. He added a bit more pressure, moving his hand slowly.
She moved against his hand once more, still not pleased with the pace he had set. She knew what he was doing, and was determined not to let him have it. "I'm sorry I must've not heard you again," he leaned closer, letting his fingers rub against her clit. "You're just silent Sakura, I don't know what you want."
She let out a frustrated growl. "Gaara, I swear if you don't move your hand…" she said, gripping the arm he was using to prop himself up with in her hand. She still wouldn't give him the satisfaction. Not yet at least.
Gaara simply laughed, this was his second favorite part, torturing her. Yes, his need was building up, but he would be able to release that later. "You'll what?" he asked, watching her face. He refused to give her what she wanted until she said what he wanted. He let his middle finger stray from the others and rub down her womanhood, he could already feel how wet they were. "My, my…" he glanced down. "I wonder how long you'll last."
Getting really frustrated now, she reached down and grabbed the hand that was the cause of her torture. "I'll do it myself." She said, determination all over her face. He pulled his hand away and out of her grasp before she could force him to do anything. His smirk only grew.
"Go ahead then, do it yourself Sakura." He leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers but not kissing her.
Letting out another growl, she grabbed his head and pulled it down towards her lips, kissing him desperately. "Just touch me you idiot, before I go crazy." She whispered against his lips, knowing that she had once again lost the battle. It didn't matter though, if that's what it took for him to touch her the way she wanted.
He smiled against her lips and kissed her back, pushing her back down onto the bed and taking his place on top of her. He let his hand trail back down her stomach, sliding beneath her sultry underwear. "That's a good girl," he mumbled as his fingers slid against her wet folds. She moaned into his mouth and began to move against his hand.
He let his fingers slide deeper into her core, wanting to hear more of her cries he sat up, letting his free hand push her bra up, revealing her breasts. "Now Sakura say it." He ordered, taking a firm grasp of her breast and giving it a pleasurable squeeze.
"S-say what?" she asked, too caught up in what he was causing her to feel to think clearly.
"Tell me." He said again, thrusting two of his digits all the way inside her. She gasped, almost unable to comprehend what he was saying.
"Tell you what?" she begged.
The redhead smiled, giving her insides a small wiggle, twisting his fingers around so they rubbed against her walls. "Tell me who you want." He informed her finally.
She gasped at his ministrations. "You. I-I want you." She said, wanting this torture to stop.
Finally, having gotten what he wanted, he pulled his fingers out. He looked down at his hand, his index and middle finger glossed with her scent. He lowered himself down to her blushing face and held his two fingers between them. "You're pretty ready my darling," he said giving her a soft kiss that left her wanting more. He placed his two fingers in his mouth and slid them out slowly, he really, really enjoyed how she tasted.
Her eyes widened at his actions. That was it, she wanted him and she wanted him now. Sending a bit of chakra into her hands, she shoved him off of her, making him roll over. She sat up and gripped the hem of his pants and boxers. With a sharp tug, she pulled them both down and threw them across the room. Then she unclasped her bra and let it join his clothes on the floor. Looking back at her prize, she crawled over him. Settling herself over his obvious excitement she pressed down on him and rotated her hips. Smirking, she looked into his eyes. "It seems I'm not the only one who's ready." She said, trailing her hands up his chest.
He let out a low growl, he wasn't ready yet for Sakura to take control of him and he knew the moment she started her antics it was a lost cause to try and stop. But with another move of her hips he let out an un-voluntary moan. He pressed his lips together then, hoping she hadn't heard his urge for her. "Sakura…" he grunted threateningly, placing his hands on her hips and attempting to pull her panties down.
She pressed her chest flush against his. Leaning her head down, she began to kiss and nibble at his neck, making her way towards his ear. Reaching it, she stuck her tongue out and gave it a quick lick. "Yes? Did you say something Gaara?" she asked, grinding into him once more, repeating his words from earlier to him.
He glared up at her, he was not one to be made a fool of and he would stand for this no longer. Grabbing her around the waist he pulled her off him and then rolled onto her so he was showing his dominance once again. "Make sure you scream nice and loud," he told her, grabbing her underwear and yanking them down so there was no barrier protecting him from her now.
Finally her panties joined the rest of their clothing on the floor. He took both of Sakura's wrists and pinned them down on either side of her head. Without a moment of warning or hesitation, he placed himself over her and slammed into her inviting hole. She didn't disappoint him, letting out an excited scream when he entered her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tightened her grip, causing him to go deeper within her.
He lowered his head, trailing kisses down her neck. After settling inside her, he moved his hips back slowly. Once he was almost out he thrust forward quickly, making her yell out again. It didn't take long for him to make a rhythm, and it was only a matter of time before Sakura picked up.
"F-faster, Gaara." She moaned, eyes rolling back in her head from all the pleasure. It was always like this with him. Never did she get tired or bored with the things he could do to her body. Each time was better than the last, and she loved every minute of it.
Complying to her wishes, he picked up the pace, trying to regulate his breathing so he could keep the speed up for as long as he needed. This was pure bliss, somehow every time he made love to Sakura she was tighter than the time before. But he was the only one she ever did these night activities with, and vice versa. He couldn't help himself from letting out a moan of his own, which he knew would please his continuous lover.
She rocked to his new speed, happy with the results. She was so close to falling over the edge. She wasn't lying when she had told him that it had been a long three months. She had so much pent up sexual energy it wasn't funny. She couldn't ask Sasuke to take care of it for her, because she didn't want him to touch her. And it wouldn't be as fulfilling if she did it on her own. So the only other option was to wait until the next time she saw the redhead, which wasn't very often.
He placed his lips over hers, giving her a passionate kiss. His breathing was labored now, making sure that every time he pushed in it sent vibrations up her spine. He wanted her mind as blank as his was. There was nothing but her right now, he didn't care about his village, Sasuke, or even Matsuri, his girlfriend back in Suna. His pulled away slightly and spoke softly, still only a lips distance away. "Don't ever let that Uchiha have your body," he told her, moving out once more. His hands moved from her wrists to her fingers as his laced with hers. "It belongs to me."
"Only you." She said, squeezing his hands. By now she couldn't think of anything else but the feel of his body sliding along hers, the sound of his breathing in her ear, and the taste of his mouth. She let out a loud moan when he hit a particular spot. She never wanted this to end.
And it didn't end, as usual, their love making went well into the morning hours, most likely keeping Sakura's poor neighbors awake. Sakura wasn't very good at the act of silent love making, not that Gaara would allow her to keep any of her pleasured noises in.
Gaara slowly opened his eyes, the morning sunlight was shining in from the nearest window. He glanced down, smiling at the sight. Sakura was fast asleep in his arms, her back pressed against his chest. Unknown to his lover, this was his favorite part when he came to visit. Waking up the next morning from their relentless love making and seeing her beautiful face. He propped his head up with his hand and just watched her sleep. He let his hand trace over her shoulder, playing with her hair then, his fingers running through her soft locks.
She stirred slightly, and turned to face him, a soft smile playing on her lips. She was perfectly content to let him play with her hair. It was one of her favorite things that he did when they saw each other. It made her feel cherished, and gave her a sense of peace that Sasuke would never be able to provide.
"Morning," he said, leaning down and kissing her sweetly.
"Mmmm." She hummed, smiling as she returned his kiss. "Good morning." She said when she pulled away. She smiled tenderly at him, bringing up a hand and stroking his cheek.
He brought her closer, their bodies still pressed against one another. Everything about it felt right, how she fit in his arms and formed to his body. His sexual tension gone since his release inside her. He nuzzled affectionately into the crook of her neck, giving her small kisses every now and then. "Feeling better now?"
She smiled deviously at him. "A little bit. I'm still feeling a few effects of the withdrawal though." She said, giving him a coy look.
"Well we will definitely get to those later," he promised, kissing her temple. Unfortunately their perfect morning was coming to an end. He let out a defeated sigh, "I have to get to a meeting with Tsunade in a bit." He told her, already sensing her disappointment.
Reluctantly he pulled himself away from her and sat up, his feet touching the floor. He leaned forward and let out another sigh, "I'll see you later today, alright?" he looked back at her, standing up, he wasn't self-conscious about being naked in front of her anymore. Not after all the countless times. He stopped at their clothes and started dressing.
She nodded, slightly disappointed, but she understood. The world would not stop just so they could make love again. She stretched sensuously before sitting up. Getting out of bed, she walked up to him and gave him a chaste kiss. "Ok. I'll be at Ichiraku's for lunch with Naruto. Today's my day off, so I don't really have anything planned." She told him, grabbing a new set of clothes from her dresser. Gaara had seen her enough times that she didn't care anymore.
"Alright," he nodded, not able to stop himself from watching her. "I'll find you later then." He nodded. Once he had his shirt buttoned and his pants on he walked over to her and gave her another quick kiss. And with that he disappeared with his sand.