REMEMBER: This chapter is the continuation of previous chapter. And last one!

ENJOY!

Being Saturday night, and raining, there was more traffic than usual. But Sasuke was definitely a very good driver. He drove calmly through the streets, as if he were a fish in water. She looked at his serious profile as he kept his attention on the road, watching him changing gears as needed. Sasuke glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, slightly raising the corner of his lips.

"What's wrong?" asked amused when he noticed Sakura looking at him.

"Nothing," Sakura replied as she looked ahead feeling like she had been caught doing something wrong, and Sasuke kept his mocking smile.

"Well," he said as he slowed down and approached the sidewalk "I think we've arrived,"

Sakura looked to her left, observing the building where she lived, several streetlights illuminating the way. She lived in a good neighborhood, and very safe. She watched as the drops fell on the car window, and the windshield wipers kept moving, that reminded her of that morning when she ran over him, but this time she didn't feel the same anxiety that she felt that day. It was a different kind of anxiety, a kind of anxiety that made her say something that she didn't know if it was stupid or senseless, or maybe both.

"Do you want to go up until the rain stops?" she said those words without looking at him, almost without thinking about them, and when she heard them herself, she turned to look at his reaction, and saw a smile that she didn't know very well if it was pity, mockery, or satisfaction. "Well… also… you can dry yourself there… if you want, of course…" she began to stammer.

"Yeah, of course. I was waiting for you to ask because I think I'm going to catch a cold. And you're going to be constantly worried about my health again, which I don't think I'll be able to bear for more weeks with your constant worries," he replied teasing, and Sakura frowned in disagreement.

"Hey, what's wrong with me worrying about your health," she replied a little grumpily, and Sasuke smiled.

"Nothing," he simply replied. "Come on," he said as he grabbed his wallet and car keys, and prepared to open the door, leaving Sakura with a shocked face sitting there alone in the car.

Sakura didn't know what he was going to say, but she didn't expect that answer either. They both walked quickly until they reached the entrance of the building, which was guarded.

Nervously searched for her house keys inside her bag, she didn't know if she was shaking from nerves or from the cold.

Once they reached Sakura's small apartment, they took off their shoes that were completely wet. Sasuke stood in the middle of the apartment, waiting for Sakura to come out of the bathroom and bring him a towel. She quickly turned on the stove so they could both get warm, and Sakura changed into something more comfortable: leggings and a loose, short-sleeved t-shirt that reached almost to her knees.

"I'm going to get something for you, I think I should have something from my cousin when he comes to Konoha to stay in the summer," said as she watched him standing there. Sakura found it an unbelievable view since it seemed out of place; at no time would she have thought that Sasuke would be in her apartment, much less on a Saturday night. Sakura nervously walked into her room, and after a few minutes she pulled out some sweatpants and a white t-shirt for him.

"The bathroom is in front of the room," she told him as she handed him the clothes, and Sasuke simply nodded.

Sakura sat on the couch not knowing what to do next, she stood up nervously and walked over to the stove to warm her hands a little, which were always cold, and when she walked back to the couch to sit down, she heard Sasuke come out of the bathroom and went back to the living room where Sakura was. She stared at him dressed so casually there in her apartment, realizing that the pants were made of a fabric that left nothing to the imagination of certain parts of his body, and Sakura looked away embarrassed by what she had just seen, Sasuke oblivious simply ran his hand through his still wet hair, and looked around. When he was going to say something, Sakura nervously cut him off.

"Do you want to drink something?" she asked as she approached the kitchen that was open plan; only a small peninsula separated the kitchen from the living room. Sasuke turned his gaze towards her and followed her with his eyes.

"Okay," he replied.

"Tea? Coffee? A soda? Wine?" she began to list drinks without looking at him and opening the fridge without really knowing what she was looking for.

"Tea is fine," he said with a slight smile as he walked over to the peninsula. He leaned on the counter, watching her boil the water and take the tea out of a cupboard that was a little high up, but Sakura didn't ask him for help. Sasuke watched her every move, watching her get along in her own apartment. When she finished preparing it, walked over to the counter where Sasuke was standing and put both cups on top. They both stood there drinking in silence, facing each other, separated by the marble structure.

They stood there for a few seconds sipping the tea listening to the rain fall. The apartment didn't have luxurious windows where you could see the views of the city, rather they were small windows, which were covered by thin white curtains, which adorned the Nordic-style living room.

"It's possible that it won't stop rain all night," Sakura murmured as she looked at the contents of her cup that she wrapped around with both hands seeking warmth.

"It doesn't matter," he replied as he looked at Sakura's embarrassed gaze, and she looked up, meeting Sasuke's impatient gaze.

"I don't usually bring men to my house," she spoke again almost without thinking. She bit her lower lip fearing what he was going to answer,why the hell did I say this?She cursed herself. Since they had dinner, she was too nervous anticipating that something could happen, and most likely he didn't want anything. He was simply being kind by accepting her hospitality.

"Really?" he asked pretending to be surprised while raising a brow "On the other hand, every night a different woman invites me to sleep at her home," he answered ironically and whispered "I really don't have a home, that's why I stayed hospitalized for so long," and Sakura let out a nervous laugh at Sasuke's stupid comment to take the tension out of the situation.

Sakura relaxed for a few seconds, but it didn't last long when she realized that Sasuke was approaching her and standing in front of her, so close that she could sense his warm body. He looked down at her with such intensity that Sakura felt so small and vulnerable.

"S-Sasuke..," she began to speak and stopped when she felt his hand caressing her cheek, and she closed her eyes at the warm touch of his hand. "It's the first time that..." she tried to justify herself while looking at him with her heart beating strongly under her ribs, afraid that he would notice.

"Ssh," he whispered softly. His hungry eyes remained fixed on hers, they lowered a few centimeters observing her lips and at that moment she noticed how his thumb caressed her lower lip while she released the air that she had been holding between her lips, and saw him lunge towards her until she felt his lips collapsing deliciously while Sakura let out a small moan of surprise.

Not knowing what to do, she stood there for a few seconds, but noticed that Sasuke continued to take the initiative as he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him, at that moment Sakura raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck, making the kiss desperately deepen a little more, allowing Sasuke's tongue to explore her mouth.

Sasuke pinned her down on the marble structure, letting his hand on her hip slowly explore her body. He hesitated for a few moments before lowering his hand to her rear, and Sakura felt his hand as if it were burning her. Her body was on fire, every movement of Sasuke's hands was a spark that began to ignite her body.

She let him explore her body freely, letting herself be fondled gently, but at the same time with lust for the man she had run over a few weeks ago, and then she had been visiting him because she felt guilty. Also, somehow, without realizing it, she had developed feelings for him, which all led them to now being there standing in her apartment kissing and touching each other like two desperate teenagers.

Those sensations escalated dramatically, and she noticed how her body was asking for more. It was asking her to be fondled and touched by him. Certain parts of her body were being neglected and were asking for contact, so Sakura got as close to him as she could, which was almost impossible because they were already very close to each other. Her feminine parts rubbed against his, noticing his bulge, the same one she had seen before but now it was hard and bigger. At the sensation of it, Sakura let out a moan, which gave Sasuke the courage to grab her by the buttocks and lifted her up, making her legs surround his waist. At that moment, Sasuke rubbed himself on her core, letting out a grunt, and Sakura felt his hardness more pleasantly, noticing how her underwear was getting wetter, asking for attention.

Holding her in his arms, he moved towards the living room and gently released Sakura's body onto the couch, pouncing on her, observing her embarrassed gaze that looked at him with desire, but also with a lot of shame. When Sakura saw Sasuke's body approaching her, and met his dark gaze, a fire ran through her insides. No one had ever looked at her with such lust and that excited her, but at the same time terrified her.

"Sakura, if you don't want, we don't…" she knew he could tell she was a bit uncomfortable, he most probably was beginning to notice that this was new for her, and being aware that he possibly knew or suspected that she had never been with a man, made her even more insecure.

"No," she cut him off, she didn't want him to continue the sentence, and much less did she want him to stop. She wanted him; she wanted him to take her and feel him. Her body was so sensitive and hot that all she wanted was to feel his touch and his kisses all over her body.

At her abruptly response she could see that his expression changed from concern to amusement. That change was evident that he had liked her answer, so he didn't want to waste time and he lunged at her again, this time with greater confidence.

He didn't hesitate as he slowly slipped his hand under her shirt, feeling his warm touch on her belly, her ribs, reaching her breasts. Her mind was focused on that suffocating contact. She needed to feel him on her, the clothes bothered her, so Sakura found some courage and grabbed the hem of his t-shirt as if making a gesture to lift it up to take it off, and when Sasuke noticed her intention, he helped her, revealing his entire sculpted body. Sakura swallowed hard.Fuck.

If anatomy books had to show examples of bodies, Sakura thought that Sasuke's was the perfect example of a male body. Her hand slid along each stroke of his muscles, feeling herself getting absurdly wetter. Meanwhile, her hand slid dangerously lower and lower to his bulge, quite huge, for what she expected, that made her rub herself because of the pain she was feeling between her legs due to the long-awaited anticipation. "Sasuke…" it was almost like a plea, and he simply shook his head.

"I want to focus on you first," he replied as he took her hand that was touching the hem of his sweatpants and placed it on her head, making Sakura gasp at his dominant action. So, his other hand returned to focusing on her body, caressing one of her nipples, and giving her butterfly kisses on her neck, jaw, collar bone, earlobe...

Sakura let out a moan.

Without warning, she noticed how he was starting to lose control, and he lifted her shirt, which Sakura helped him, to focus this time on her breasts. But this time attacked her by licking her so slowly and warmly, that Sakura noticed that she was getting impossibly wetter. The sensation of his kisses and his mouth on her breasts was intoxicating, her head was clouded, she couldn't think, she only felt. That was better than any drug, and it washim.

As his mouth alternately paid attention to her breasts and neck, Sakura began to notice how his left hand slowly moved down her waist until it reached her most intimate parts. Little by little, as if asking for permission, hoping she wouldn't stop, he inserted his hand looking for her sweet spot.

"You're soaked," he said with a grunt and Sakura could hardly articulate a word so she simply nodded, feeling her cheeks blush with embarrassment, although apparently, from his expression, he was pleased.

Sakura noticed that, unlike her, he did show experience with the female body. Or at least he knew what he was doing. He began to search for her clit, feeling the intense and sweet pleasure of his touch on her folds. Hearing Sakura's moans, Sasuke introduced one of his fingers. Being patient but ceaseless making his way inside her. Noticing that Sakura had already become accustomed, he introduced a second finger and at that moment Sakura let out a gasp at the feeling of that sensation inside her. If only two of his fingers were feeling so many sensations in her body, she couldn't wait to feel him. It was all too overwhelming for her, and she wanted more. She needed more.

He stopped fucking her with his fingers, watched as he took them out of her, and introduced them into his mouth, placidly licking her fluids. That gesture made her body almost combuste.

"You taste so good," he growled as he slowly pulled down her leggings and underwear looking at her like he was unwrapping a present, arching her body to make it easier for him to do so. Without delay he launched himself at her, beginning to devour her pussy slowly and devotedly.

He slowly looked for her clit with his tongue, circling it gently. This was much better than before, his warm tongue on her core, and knowing where and how to pay attention. Sakura let out another sob from the intense pleasure he was causing her as she reached her hands into his hair, putting her fingers between his soft, raven hair, meanwhile she felt how the orgasm was building throughout her body. Feeling as if a wave of pleasure was beginning to run through all her body, she let out a cry taking her to the very abyss. Sasuke continued to lick her entire core, letting her ride the wave of her orgasm, feeling her getting wetter and wetter on his mouth.

When he stopped eating her out, he moved closer to her, licking the remains of her essence. At that moment Sakura was completely naked under him, and she noticed how his gaze hungrily traveled all over her body along with his hand that caressed her from her breasts to her thighs. It was as if he was calculating which part of her body would taste better to start eating her. She had never felt so desired by anyone, and she liked it.

She felt her body fragile under Sasuke's big and muscular one. She felt at his mercy, leaving all the control to him. After such intense stimulation she felt so weak and her head dizzy, as if her body was not hers. Every touch, sigh on her skin; caress, and brush on her body multiplied, she had never felt so overstimulated.

Masturbating was definitely not like having sex with someone.With Sasuke.

Her embarrassment and lack of experience paralyzed her, and although she would have liked to return him the favor, she didn't have the courage yet to kneel in front of him and pull down his pants to taste every inch of him; she wanted to, but she didn't dare.Next time, she thought.

Apparently, Sasuke noticed her dark look of lust so he pulled down his pants revealing everything to her all in his glory. Sakura's gaze avoided looking at him because of her embarrassment, but she was pleasantly aware of his size, observing how well-endowed he was.Of course,Sakura thought ironically, since everything about him was perfect.

She felt his warm and strong body on hers, as his hands softly ran over her entire body with the greatest dedication and veneration towards her. His lips on her neck, her collarbone and her shoulders, giving them constant kisses that brought her to the edge of delirium. Sakura let out a loud moan, due to all the sensations she was feeling, every connection of her neurons transmitting endorphins throughout all her system.

"Sasuke," she moaned like a sob, asking for mercy for his actions.

"Hmm?" It was half a growl and half a question, but he kept giving her small kisses and paying attention to every inch of her skin.

"Please," she asked almost like a plea, not really knowing what she was asking for because she had never done it, everything was too new for her.

"Please, what?" he was still busy with all the attention on her body, he answered while she felt his breath on her sensitive and hot skin from all he was doing to her, and noticing his erection against her belly; she couldn't wait any longer.

"I need you," she whispered again.

"What do you need? Say it, Sa-ku-ra," he was torturing her, and Sakura knew well that he wanted to hear from her mouth what she wanted as if he needed to have her approval for him to fuck her. Probably having already discovered that she was a virgin, feeling that for her it was an important step.

"You," she said while she held his head between her hands so that he would look into her eyes. That desperate action gave him the message, although she was not able to verbalize it, that she wanted to be taken by him, impatiently waiting to feel him inside her.

"Are you sure?" he asked this time looking into her eyes, and Sakura could not hold his gaze, so she closed her eyes in embarrassment and nodded while biting her lower lip.

Sasuke did not need more approval than her gesture, so immediately after, he gave her a small and soft kiss on the tip of her nose, which made Sakura open her eyes to observe what he was going to do, and noticed how he slowly positioned himself over her folds.

"Relax," he advised as he positioned himself and gave her another small kiss, but this time on her shoulder, and Sakura simply nodded holding her breath anticipating the pain she was going to feel.

He grabbed her hips tightly to lift her up and give him access, noticing that he was doing it as gently as he could, restraining himself from entering violently to enjoy the feeling of her insides. But he did it slowly, and Sakura let out a loud gasp adjusting to him, feeling completely full. Sasuke continued to restrain himself; she observed he remained with his eyes closed, most probably enjoying her warm and tight insides. He opened his eyes you could see his desire in his eyes, she knew he desperately needed the friction, but he was respecting her timing.

"Are you ready?" he whispered in her ear, impatient, eager, and with a certain desperation in his voice. He gave her several delicate kisses on her neck, and he noticed how Sakura nodded.

"Yes," she answered almost without a voice due to the overwhelming sensation of him.

The thrusts were slow and deliberate at first, making Sakura adapt to him, so it began to change the pain for pleasure, and the sensation began to be so delicious that Sakura could not help but moan. Her mind could only focus on the feeling of both of them united and the delight that everything about him caused her.

That encouraged Sasuke to start thrusting faster and harder, feeling like every time he pushed against her hips, he was on the verge of losing control. With the hand that he was not holding her thigh continued to travel all over her body until he placed it on her breast, then on her hip pressing it hard sinking his fingers into her flesh, and Sakura let out another moan.

"You're beautiful," he spoke to her, sounding like he was delirious. "You're making lose my mind," he spoke again as he put his forehead on hers, noticing his gasps on hers. Their bodies were impossibly close, joined as if they were one, and listening to Sasuke's voice and words seemed like she was the one losing her mind. That experience was becoming almost religious.

Sakura noticed the stronger thrusts on her hip, and she was getting ridiculous wetter, listening to the sound of friction on her fluids. Her living room was filled with the lascivious sound of both of them and the calm rain in the background, as well as Sakura's desperate cries of pleasure taking her to the open sky itself.

Her moans didn't stop, that sensation was getting stronger, and when she noticed Sasuke's fingers on her clit, she thought that he was going to be the end of her. Feeling him inside her, filling her all over, with his thick hardness that every time he came across a point inside her, made her see stars. But now, as she noticed again how her body was beginning to feel the intense pleasure of the orgasm that was slowly building up, sending her again to the edge of the precipice, this time she came sooner than the first time because of the exquisite sensation of him fucking her while rubbing her clit; that sensation was being too much for her. Until she let out a desperate cry as she reached ecstasy.

This time Sasuke acted selfishly, once she had reached the second orgasm, he focused on himself, thrusting harder and rougher into her. But Sakura liked it anyway and enjoyed it until the end. Besides watching him so desperately fucking her, it was the lewdest thing she had ever seen and felt. His thrusts were getting more erratic, and his grunts more intense, until he finally finished pounding her hard, until she felt one last intense slam, letting out a growl against her ear, knowing what it meant; he was filling all her. He slowed down the movement, until he finally collapsed his sweaty body on top of her. And Sakura wrapped her arms around him, leaving him panting on top of her, while he gave her several kisses on her forehead.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, probably worried if he had hurt her.

"Better than ever," she replied with a snort of laughter, and Sasuke let out a laugh, more relaxed. At that moment he separated from her, and lay down on his side, as best he could, leaning on his elbow facing her, since the space was not very suitable for the two of them lying down on her couch.

Sakura felt his gaze fixed on her on her periphery, she felt so embarrassed because of what they had just done, but at the same time she felt more intimately united to him. She turned her head to look at him, and there he was more beautiful than ever, the man who had just fucked her so intensely and for the first time in her life. She did not regret that it had been with him her first time, even if she woke up tomorrow and never saw him again, he would always be the first, and perhaps no one else would equal him.

"Was it your first time?" he asked smiling, but it was not mockery that he conveyed rather tenderness and perhapspride?Sakura thought.

"And you?" she answered with another question, avoiding answering him, but she knew that this way he would understand thatyes, it was her first time.

"Making love, yeah," he answered, staring at her, and Sakura gulped, not knowing what to answer.What was this supposed to mean? That she mattered to him? That he was also a virgin?Help, she shouted to herself, "Let's get cleaned up," he spoke again, then he gave her one more of his gentle kisses on the forehead, and stood up while looking for her clothes and his.

.

.

.

The next morning Sasuke woke up feeling a strange sensation, when he opened his eyes he saw pink, and in that instant, he remembered the night before.Wonderful, he remembered peacefully the events of yesterday. The date with her, their conversation, how Sakura smiled nervously at him, and looked at him with embarrassment. Her genuine way of caring for him, listening to him, and making him feel cared for.All of her is perfect,he thought.

He looked around him; observing Sakura's room with white and pastel tones, feeling that that room perfectly captured her personality. Next to him was Sakura sleeping deeply entwined with him, most likely seeking his warmth, since she was still naked. And he smiled to himself.

After a few minutes of thinking about her and observing her beautiful and delicate features meanwhile he caressed every part of her fine and soft skin, Sakura began to wake up. Sasuke observed the initial bewilderment of not knowing who she was with, until she looked at him with her bright green eyes half-open due to the light coming through the window.

"Good morning," she said in a thin, sleepy voice, and hid her face on his shoulder, embarrassed, since everything in the light of day seemed so much more real. It made what they had done the night before undeniable.

"Good morning," he smiled as he pushed her pink hair over her face to look at her, not wanting her to feel that way about him.

Sakura moved up to sit on the bed, not letting the sheets reveal her naked body, and embarrassed, she looked out the window, turning her face so he couldn't look at her.

"I think it's stopped raining," she said in a thin voice that seemed to detect a hint of sadness. Sasuke looked at her, remembering that the excuse for him to stay was because it was raining, and of course, now in the morning Sakura probably thought he would leave with the excuse that it wasn't raining anymore.

He approached her, while also looking out the window, observing that the sky was completely clear, with the first rays of the morning sun. But he could spot a small cloud, so white and perfect that it looked like cotton.

"Mmm," Sasuke answered thoughtfully "I'm afraid it's going to rain again, there are still clouds in the sky," he said while putting several strands of hair over her ear, to which Sakura looked at him arching one brow in amusement. They both smiled at each other, complicit in his lie, while Sasuke lunged forward to kiss her again, and continue where they had left off the night before.

Beta read by Alicestka.

This is the end! I hope you all liked it!

And thank you so much for all your support and wonderful comments! ^^

Thank you for reading this short story! It makes me very happy that you all have been there weekly :_)

Btw in case you liked my story i have more sasusaku stories; you can check on my profile! ^^