She had agreed to it.
And now she was regretting it as her eyes failed to register to memory the same sentence that she had been reading for the past ten minutes. She was breathing through her teeth as his tongue expertly flicked over her clit for the third time, very nearly bringing her to orgasm. It was hard to sit still with Naruto's face between her legs, lapping her nether lips, humming and sending vibrations she could feel from the base of her spine to her scalp.
She threw her head back as he sucked, hard. Fingers gripping the edge of the table, her knuckles turned white and her vision blurred when she felt the rush of pleasure explode in her loins. Her hips bucked upward and she bit her bottom lip, trying to catch her breath as one hand released the table to grip his scalp. He continued his assault, swallowing up her juices, feeling his own arousal ache to be within her wet heat.
Rather than waiting for her to recover he quickly pushed her chair out from under the table and stood, picking her up in his arms. Still reeling from the intense orgasm, Naruto purposely rubbed her sex as he walked, swallowing up her moans in a heated kiss. When he reached the end of the shelves he let her down and turned her around, quickly unzipping his pants to release his length into the cold air.
Though he couldn't see her face he could tell she was eager by her sensitive reactions to his every touch. He ran an experimental hand in between her thighs and found her soaked. Lifting the hem of her skirt, he gave her ass an affectionate rub before thrusting into her heat, earning a guttural moan from the kunoichi.
"Shhh…" he whispered behind her ear, slowly lifting her leg up as he completely filled her with one stroke. Sakura brought a fist to her mouth, biting down on the skin as he began to pick up pace.
Her breath came in harsh puffs and his hand began to wander; one arm firmly wrapped around her torso to hold her up, the other reaching beneath her clothes to squeeze her breast. Each stroke sent her back arching towards him, his own chest catching the backward throw of her neck.
"More…" she managed to utter before her breath hitched after a particularly sharp thrust, pushing her forward into the shelf. He resumed with slow, teasing strokes to provoke her, and only when she had pulled his hair harshly did he let out a laugh that rumbled through his clothed chest, picking up his pace at the same time.
Each graze of his length had her walls tightening around him and he was determined to keep her coming till he himself was satisfied. He abandoned her nipples and brought a finger to the junction between her legs, rubbing vigorously as she teetered closer to the edge. His hips moved frantically in and out of her wet heat, his skin slapping her ass, each slip and slide produced a squelched noise that went surprisingly unheard beyond the shelves. Naruto pounded into her, drawing almost all the way out only to slam back in, till her walls clamped down hard and her heat swallowed his length and she whimpered in his arms in an attempt to silence the sea of pleasure washing over her. Naruto smiled in satisfaction, stealing a kiss from her swolen lips and slowly turning her while he was still inside, riding out her orgasm. Her moans were lost in his throat and she pulled away to catch her breath, right before he started thrusting again.
He kept her leg up and pushed deeper into her; watching her brows furrow, eyes glisten with lust and lips puffy from his kisses. Their clothes kept his imagination active, and the possibility of getting caught kept him aroused. Nothing felt better than being inside Sakura; his whole body heated at the thought that he had already made her come twice was enough to keep him going, to keep his pace at a level that had them both moaning in each other's mouths each time their lips connected. Her legs spread wide for him, he took advantage of the weight of the shelf and pushed her against it, lifting her other leg to wrap around his body.
"I love you. You're beautiful," he panted, kissing the shell of her ear.
He did not relent his thrusts, each one purposely hitting all the right places and making her melt in his arms. Her fingers were clawing his scalp, or the fabric of his shirt, anything to give her leverage. She panted in his ears, her legs quivering around him and his length hitting her so deep that she was unable to hold back a silent scream and her toes curled when she exploded in pure ecstasy, feeling her juices coat him from within. Her walls gripped and milked him, coaxing him to follow. Bending to the call of his body, his hips bucked involuntarily, thrusting hard and deep. With a low groan he released his seed within her core, savoring the wet sensation of their combined juices, he rode out their orgasm with a few more thrusts before collapsing over her, bracing the shelf to catch their weight.
"I love you, you fucking instigator."
Their lips connected in a deep and hungry kiss, tightly holding onto each other. Letting go, they were left to catch their breath, which became harder with each exchange of breathless laughter. What were they thinking and were they insane were some of the words exchanged before they separated; his hand never leaving to support her body. She was dripping with their fluids and he volunteered to clean her up, to which she declined lest they be tempted to try anything again. Her underwear was retrieved beneath her study desk and he kissed her repeatedly while she put it back on and cleaned herself.
The second part of her jounin exam was tomorrow, and she decided to spend the night with him, perhaps to study, but mostly to pick up where they left off.