Helping her get over her despicable ex would be no easy task; or so he thought.
A sasusaku smutty, fluffy snippet based from an idea I saw on Facebook.
Haruno Sakura arched her back off of the desk with a soft moan, her legs spread wide while lips pressed against her inner thigh; not close enough to touch, but close enough to send shivers of need down her spine nonetheless.
With her fingers embedded in thick locks, she tried to pull the man where she needed him most; but trying to move him was like trying to move a brick wall. A nearly useless endeavor. She groaned in frustration and closed her eyes before licking her lips slowly.
"All you have to do is say it," he purred, licking her thigh up and then back down again leisurely; right next to where he had just kissed her skin. "Then I'll give you what you want, love." His voice was lower and more sensual than she had ever heard it before, causing more fire to burn in her belly.
She hated to beg for anything, especially him of all people, because what would her brother say if he found out about this, but she couldn't help herself at this point. She needed something and one way or another, she was determined to get it. Even if she had to beg him like a dirty little slut.
Sakura wiggled her hips slightly, thrusting them up towards him as she settled her upper back onto the desk for proper leverage. "Please, fuck me." She missed the smirk of utter satisfaction that twisted his lips right before he brushed his tongue across her slick folds one last time, before rising to his feet.
The sound of his zipper being pulled down filled the space around them, while her heart beat frantically at the thought of what he was about to do next. With gently hooded eyes Sakura managed to take a peak between her legs and had to stifle her gasp at the sight. He stood between her with a hand resting on her knee, while the other gripped his cock; pumping the hardened flesh deliberately… in a display that could only be described as pure, masculine dominance.
It didn't matter at this point that he was looking at her as if he had won a nobel prize.
She didn't care if he would tease her about how needy she had been for weeks after this.
She needed a distraction and he was so eager to give it to her, that Sakura didn't even question his motives… nor the ease at which her brother's best friend had simply tossed his paperwork aside at her drunken suggestion, and lifted her onto his desk… before pushing her down to ravish her body.
Maybe later she would care, but certainly not now while he was rubbing his bulbous tip across her clit. The touch sent immediate tingles all over her body and the fire in her belly grew. Being that it was so sensitive… her body responded almost instantly at the experimental gesture and jerked up, her knees pulling together slightly, only to be pushed apart by his hands. He made a sound in the back of his throat as if to admonish her, before guiding his member to her folds.
She swallowed nervously and let out a shaky breath that he easily picked up on. His head tilted slightly to the side as he paused; grip firm on her knee once more. "Want to stop, love?" She shook her head in the negative and took a deep breath to calm her nerves. It was true that she had been curious for a while now about what it would be like to be with him… given his reputation as a "ladies man"… and by the look of him, Sakura could understand why… but her main concern was how he was going to fit inside of her.
He was huge.
As if sensing her unease, he squeezed her flesh and said, "I'll go easy on you, love. Just let me know if you want me to stop." She nodded again and he pushed forward slightly with his hips, pressing just the tip between her folds before making way for the rest of his girth.
He hissed as he pressed on until he was halfway inside of her, and she groaned at the feel of his cock spreading her walls apart… stretching her deliciously open for the rest of his length to shortly follow. When he was fully engulfed by her warmth, he paused; panting harshly as he moved his free hand to her other knee, spreading them even wider.
Sakura whimpered beneath him, needing him to move. It didn't take him long to set an even pace, and her moans filled the air as she lifted up to meet him thrust for thrust. It didn't occur to her that the walls of his office were thin and that the bathrooms were just down the hall; that those late night customers of his were getting an earful of what was transpiring behind closed doors.
The scraping of wood could be heard as his desk began to sway and rock with his increasing pace… his eyes focused on their joint bodies when Sakura's hand slowly worked its way down her abdomen, settling just above their joining to play with the protruding nub there. The other moved to her left breast, pinching and tweaking the nipple just enough to send her over the edge. "Say it, love…," he growled darkly, his pace almost animalistic in nature when he released her knees to hover above her… his large hands clamping onto the far edge of his desk as he shoved her into it; his chest pressed firmly against her own, pinning her down beneath his weight. "Say it! Let me hear you scream my name!"
"Oh… god— S-Sasu… ahh…," she felt her walls constrict again when his pelvis rolled against her clit, surprising her with another intense orgasm mere seconds after the first. Her head tilted back, mouth agape as a sharp cry escaped her lips, followed by his name. This spurred him on and he continued to ram harshly into her for a few extra seconds, before his movements became jerky and his cock twitched inside of her as his cum began to fill her.
He laid across her then… his forehead resting against her shoulder for a moment before a sharp ringing ruptured the moment. She groaned at the familiar sound as he lifted up to reach over for the device. His expression shifted slightly as he read the screen. He placed it into her hand. "Go on and answer it."
"W-what," she panted harshly, blinking up at him. "N-now? With y-you still—"
"Answer."
Sakura swallowed before nodding. Sliding the device up to her ear. "Hello? What do you want? I am a little busy at the moment. I don't care. You broke up with me—"
"… You didn't deserve me. You were a useless, fat, ugly… lazy little bitch. You could even suck cock well enough to get me off. Ami was so much better. It was fun fucking her on the bed we used to share while you were at work. She was never one to complain about the way I liked it."
Sakura felt the tears brimming in her eyes, when suddenly Sasuke began to move against her.
The pinkette gasped and her eyes went wide when his lips trailed down from her throat, her collarbone, before settling on her right breast; sucking the hardened nub between his lips, before rolling it slowly with the tip of his tongue. All the while his dark, penetrating gaze fixated on her expression in order to gauge her reaction as his cock began to twitch inside of her; still hard. Sakura couldn't stop the moan that spilled from her lips when he rolled his hips against her. In that moment, she almost forgot she was still on the phone with her ex… almost.
"What in the hell are you doing? You better not be whoring around bitch. I may not be with your fat ass anymore… but that doesn't mean I don't still own you."
Sasuke snatched the phone out of her hand then, tugging on her hard nipple with his teeth for a second before lifting himself up off of her completely. He placed the device next to them before swiftly twisting Sakura around; her stomach now pressed against the desk… while her hands held onto the edge tightly; his cock remained firmly in place. He lifted her right leg up and placed it on the desk before rocking in and out of her.
He picked up her cell phone and brought it to his ear. "You want to know where she's at right now, pretty boy? Well I'll tell you. Sakura's at my bar…spread out on my desk being impaled thoroughly and repeatedly by my cock."
As if to prove his point, the dark-haired leaned into Sakura slightly and thrust harshly, causing a sharp cry of pleasure to escape her lips. He smirked before continuing in a dark voice. "I'm worshiping every square inch of her body. I will erase every single fucking trace of you… with every single part of me… until she's repeatedly shouting my name loud enough for the entire fucking bar to hear it… knowing that I am the one bring her this pleasure. My name…not yours! Sakura doesn't need you. Sakura doesn't need anyone but me."
He dropped the phone next to her without ending the call, wrapping his left hand in her hair before tugging her head backwards. His pace increased again as her nails dug into the wood. She tried to find a solid grip there screaming out that it was too much, he was too big… she couldn't handle it; the pleasure was too much. But her body told otherwise as Sakura pushed her ass against him; using the leverage that was provided by her propped up leg to spur him on.
His tongue tasted the flesh of her shoulder, before sliding upward slowly to her throat; the hand not gripping her hair trapping one of her own beneath it as he pushed himself to his limits; trying desperately to bring her one final orgasm, before he reached his. With one final harsh push, Sasuke felt her walls fluttering rapidly around his cock, and with a harsh groan, he finally squirted his hot cum into her once again.
The couple soon collapsed from utter exhaustion, with her being pleasantly squished between his weight and the top of the desk. She felt his lips press tenderly against her left cheek, before Sasuke lifted himself off of her completely a few moments later. Sakura heard the distinct sounds of his clothes shuffling before his pants zipper was being drawn back up.
Her legs still felt like they were made of jello, but she was going to ignore that and follow his lead, when she felt him brush something between her inner thighs.
Still being sensitive down there, Sakura jerked, but a hand placed on the middle of her back firmly held her still. "Hold still, love," he grumbled; while using the tissues to wipe her clean. She thanked him afterwards, blushing profusely as she stood and turned her back on him to dress. "Are you… okay…," he finally asked as she was fixing her belt back in place. The pinkette looked at him with a slightly confused look on her face. "I didn't hurt you, did I," he amended and she shook her head. "Good." Then silence echoed around them for a moment before she decided to speak.
"We aren't going to tell him… are we?"
"What do you mean?"
"My brother. If he knew that we— Well… I don't know if he would be okay with… uh this. Since you are his best friend and all."
"Sakura," he huffed as he stepped closer to tuck some hair behind her ear. "He knows." She jerked back in surprise.
"B-but… that's… how?"
"He gave me permission a while ago to court you, love. It was after you broke up with your boyfriend… the first time. He said that guy was never good for you. Would never be good enough for you. Not… like I would be."
"Like you would be? What does that even mean?"
"I'm just going to come out and say it…," he said as he put his hand into his pants pockets…his gaze holding her own. "I like you, love. I have for a while. But you never seemed interested in me… like that anyway. Not until tonight. Your brother knew about my feelings… and always said it would be cool if me and you got together."
"I-I don't know what to say." She blushed and averted her gaze to the floor before nipping at her bottom lip nervously. "I mean, I've actually liked you for a while too. But I always saw you with someone else… so I didn't think you saw me in that way."
Sasuke snorted. "I only did that to pass the time, and try to make you jealous."
"It did," she giggled. "Though I wouldn't have admitted that back then." She paused, her eyes moving back up to his. It took her a moment to gather her thoughts. "So what do we do now then? Was this just a one time thing or—"
Sakura paused, eyes growing wide as he stepped into her personal space, pressing her back against the desk, while her hands reached down behind her to steady herself. She felt a shudder run down her spine as his fingertips brushed lightly against her right cheek before settling on her chin. "I don't want this to be a one time thing, love," he whispered as he leaned into her…his lips just a breath away from her own. "Sakura, I want this to be the beginning of our happily ever after." Her green eyes slowly closed as he kissed her tenderly, the years of repressed passion flooding between them.
She couldn't help herself and smiled against his lips. Her hands slowly snaked their way up to rest on either cheek as he lifted her to sit on his desk for better access; his left arm coming around to hold her tightly against his chest.
A happy ever after with Sasuke like this, sounded like the best thing in the world.
Author's Notes:
If any of these sound like your own writing or another you have read I apologize but I didn't copy anyone's work. This is entirely my own writing.
