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AN: I know some of you are probably wanting to kill me for leaving you hanging, I'm really sorry about that! This was a bit harder to write than I thought, my respect for authors who write in first POV's for their stories just went up by like a thousand. This was supposed to be the last chapter, but I'm still having trouble with the ending, so I decided to break it up and post the first of it. This chapter is really nothing but a long lemon (the longest I've ever written), and I'm really nervous about how it turned out. Hope you guys like it!
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Chapter 8
Itachi wasted no time in racing to my apartment. I'm actually a bit surprised he didn't get pulled over for a ticket; he seemed to fly through traffic at high speeds, other motorists blurs as we sped past. A small smile curled my lips. It seems he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I'd fought my attraction for him these last weeks, but after hearing his words to my mother, I decided that I would no longer let the past rule me. I want him, he wants me. That's all I cared about right now.
He pulled up in the parking lot of my building, quickly finding an empty spot and maneuvering the car into it. We jumped out and headed for the entrance, the beeping of his car alarm echoing behind us.
As we all but ran up the three flights of stairs, Itachi grabbed hold of my hand to keep me close. My fingers tightened over his, letting him know I enjoyed the contact. Black eyes glanced back at me briefly, his pale features adorned with a sultry look that promised no sleep until tomorrow. That was just fine with me.
Fumbling in my pocket for my keys, we made it to my door. I finally got the door open after fighting with my slightly trembling hands, and we barreled inside. I barely registered the door being slammed behind me as I was pushed up against the nearest wall, Itachi's hands sliding down to my hips and lifting me up. Our mouths crashed together, and I moaned in wanton need as his tongue slipped between my lips and plunged inside. I took handfuls of his soft black hair and held on, kissing back just as fervently.
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I turned slightly so I could see him, and grinned crookedly up at him as he shifted on my narrow bed to make room for me. "Again?" I laughed.
"Like I said, I like to be prepared," he stated at the look on my face. I didn't know whether to laugh or berate him for his presumption about us having sex, even if it did happen as he expected. As he drew me into another kiss and let his hands wander over my body heatedly, I decided I didn't really care at the moment and stopped thinking as sensation took over once more.