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Secret Book Of Desire by Lady Hinata Uzumaki Chapter Eleven

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Naruto never considered himself a petty guy, but as he stood there, consumed by jealousy, he had to admit it. He was being both petty and jealous. The shock of Sakura's words still echoed in his mind Hinata's cheating on you.The idea had rattled him to his core. Hinata the one person he had never had to second-guess, the one constant in his life was accused of having a lover. A secret lover.

The thought made his blood boil. Fueled by anger and hurt, Naruto's hands gripped Hinata's hips tightly, lifting them in the air as his relentless desire overtook any restraint. He had been feasting on Hinata nonstop since they came home from the birthday party. She had been begging him to stop, her desperate pleas for a break falling on deaf ears. His hands gripped her ass firmly, holding her in place as his tongue worked between her pussy folds. "Naruto… please… it's too much," Hinata whimpered, her voice trembling with pleasure as her fingers clawed at the sheets. Her legs were spread wide, her body completely at his mercy, while her husband's beautiful blond hair moved up and down as he devoured her without pause.

Naruto's tongue worked expertly, licking and sucking, his lips massaging her in ways that made her moan uncontrollably. "Naruto," she cried out, her back arching as waves of pleasure overtook her. He continued his relentless pace, his tongue flicking and swirling, pushing her higher and higher until her body rocked violently.

Hinata saw stars as he rubbed her clit with his blue chakra-tipped fingers, the vibrations adding more pressure to her sensitive bud. "Fuck, Naruto," she gasped again, her body shaking from the intense pleasure. "Shit," Hinata gasped as she came, her breath hitching and her body trembling. Her legs quivered, and tears filled her eyes as the overwhelming intensity took over. Oh, Hokage, she thought, how many more times can he make me come like this? Naruto's insatiable mouth didn't falter, the sound of his slurping and licking filling the room as her overstimulated body writhed beneath him. Hinata couldn't believe she could take more, her husband was unstoppable.

Sakura's words rang in Naruto's head, She kissed him. She had a secret lover. He heard Hinata's tear-filled voice, but he didn't give a fuck. It was too much he knew it but their no way this bastard she was seeing was better than him. I think she's had enough. He wiped his lips, his anger still burning.

Sitting upright, panting, Naruto thrust into her deeply, Hinata's eyes rolled back as she clung to him for dear life, her nails digging into his shoulders. He lifted her into his lap, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he used every ounce of stamina his body could muster. He was giving her everything he had, crying out her name, his voice hoarse from exertion. The guttural grunts and deep moans that escaped him only fueled his ego, especially when her screams filled the room, echoing his dominance. He knew she was reaching her limit, her body trembling with the pleasure he was forcing upon her. The sound of their bodies meeting, hard and fast, reverberated through the room. The smacking noise grew louder with each thrust until Naruto could no longer hold back. His body shuddered violently as he released, his head falling back as he breathed heavily, his senses momentarily overwhelmed.

The room was filled with silence except for the sound of his heavy breaths. Naruto looked down at his wife's beautiful, trembling body, her legs shaking uncontrollably as he gently pulled out. A smirk played across his lips as he watched his release spill onto the bed sheets below. Even if she wanted to, there's no way she'd see her lover tomorrow, he thought smugly, his confidence soaring. Reaching for her hand, he infused chakra into her palm, golden light filling the room as he worked to soothe and heal her exhausted body.

Hinata sat on the bed, her body still trembling, trying to make sense of Naruto's sudden insatiable appetite for her. She could barely register his words as he said, "I'm heading to the office. I won't be home tomorrow something important came up." She sat up, confused, watching as he moved around the room, putting on his clothes without even looking back at her. "I'll shower when I get to the office," he added casually, his tone distant. Hinata's heart sank. "I love you," she said softly, but the door had already clicked shut behind him.

Hinata stared at the empty space where Naruto had just been, her words hanging in the air. Outside the bedroom Naruto stood with determination burning in his eyes. This wasn't just about jealousy it was about reclaiming what was his, about showing Hinata that their bond was unbreakable. No matter what secrets lay between them, he would fight for her, For them Always.

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Back in the Hokage office, thoughts of Hinata having a lover had hit him like a kunai to the chest. The accusation cut deeper than he expected, reopening wounds he thought were healing.

He ran a hand through his damp hair, a bitter chuckle escaping his lips. Gentle, he thought. That's what he'd always been with Hinata gentle, restrained. For years, he'd held back, keeping his own desires locked away. Funny, wasn't it? Did she think their sex was vanilla? Was that why she sought someone else?

Naruto shook his head, frustration bubbling up. He'd been holding back because he loved her, because he never wanted to push her past her comfort zone. But then he found her book Hinata's Hidden Desire. Her fantasies, her ideas they were incredible. And he was all in. If only he'd had the courage to act on his own feelings sooner.

His thoughts drifted to their honeymoon, a time when things had felt perfect, yet there had been so much left unsaid. If I'd opened up then,he thought bitterly, how much confusion could we have avoided?

Flashback

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Naruto and Hinata arrived at the Village of Hot Springs, their hands intertwined. The air was warm and the gentle breeze carrying the scent of cherry blossoms from the nearby trees. They had been gifted a deluxe suite, courtesy of Shikamaru and Temari as a wedding present. Naruto smirked at the thought. Why had it been from both of them? He shook his head with amusement, imagining Shikamaru mumbling something awkward while Temari shoved him into writing his name on the card. Maybe they've finally gotten together. Good for them.

Hinata, dressed in a casual yet elegant Hyuga kimono as per tradition, blushed deeply as they approached the inn. Her gaze flitted shyly to Naruto and then back down again, her face bright pink. Naruto felt a surge of warmth in his chest, the sight of her making his heart ache in the best way. She was his now finally."Hinata," he said softly, squeezing her smiled timidly, her eyes meeting his briefly before darting away. Tonight was a big night for both of them. Before their marriage, they hadn't kissed on the lips since the night of the moon confession. While they'd gone on dates, held hands, and Naruto had kissed her cheek or hand, Hinata still blushed furiously whenever he leaned in for a kiss.

Naruto had been patient probably more patient than anyone thought he could be. Over the past few months, he had courted her with unwavering dedication. He'd bought them a home, carefully navigating her father's expectations, and had eventually asked her to marry him. He had been prepared to fight tooth and nail for Hiashi's approval, but to his surprise, Hinata's father had agreed almost immediately. At 19, Hinata was already considered "too old" for marriage by Hyuga clan standards.

Naruto squeezed her hand reassuringly as they approached the inn's entrance. "Let's check in," he said with a grin."Y-Yeah," Hinata stammered, her voice soft and trembling. She kept her eyes fixed on the ground as her face burned with embarrassment. An elderly attendant greeted them warmly. "Hello, sweethearts! Are you here to check into the honeymoon suite? "Naruto smiled proudly, his chest swelling with happiness. "Yes! For Naruto and Hinata Uzumaki," he declared, his voice brimming with pride.

The attendant's smile widened. "Congratulations to you both! Our hot springs are perfect for couples and are said to help with fertility. By the time you leave, your wife might already be pregnant!"Hinata's face turned crimson as she let out a small, panicked squeak, covering her face with her hands in mortification.

Naruto chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Uh, thank you," he said, trying to ease the awkwardness. He glanced at Hinata, her shoulders practically shaking with embarrassment, and felt a pang of guilt. He knew how nervous she was about tonight, and the attendant's comments weren't helping.

But Naruto carried his own weight of uncertainty. There was something Hinata didn't know something he hadn't had the courage to tell her yet. He wasn't a virgin.

After the war, in the months of grief and guilt over Neji's death, Naruto had buried himself in fleeting relationships with other women. It had been a way to numb the pain, a distraction from the overwhelming loss. But now, standing beside the woman he loved more than life itself, he regretted those choices was different. Hinata was different. She deserved his everything, and he swore to himself that he would give it to her."Let's go, Hinata," he said gently, pulling her hand and leading her down the hallway to their suite.

The suite was breathtaking, a perfect blend of luxury and tradition. The walls were made of wood, and sliding doors opened to a private balcony overlooking a field of vibrant flowers swaying gently in the breeze. Soft candle-lit lanterns bathed the room in a warm, golden glow.

In the center of the room was a low table adorned with a chilled bottle of champagne resting in a silver ice bucket, two crystal glasses placed neatly beside it. Scattered across the futon and the wooden floor were red and pink rose petals, their soft fragrance with the warm scent of the candles.

A set of matching silk robes one in lavender and one in deep blue were draped neatly over a rack near the futon. Everything about the room exuded romance, from the inviting plush blankets and pillows to the floral accents that added an air of the corner of the suite, a set of shoji doors led to their private hot spring. Steam wafted through the cracks, promising a serene, intimate escape just for them. The hot spring itself was surrounded by smooth stones and lush greenery, and water.

Hinata sat on the edge of the bed, trembling slightly, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her thoughts raced, a storm of anticipation and self-doubt swirling in her mind. What if I'm not good at this? What if I disappoint him? I want him so much, but… I'm so scared.

Naruto noticed her tension immediately as he approached. She flinched ever so slightly when he moved closer, and his heart ached at the sight."Hey, Hinata," he said gently, crouching in front of her so their eyes were level. "Why don't you shower first? I'll order some food. We didn't eat much at the wedding, remember?"Hinata's lips curved into a small, grateful smile. "Okay," she said softly, standing and making her way to the watched her go, his gaze lingering for a moment before he turned to the phone in the corner of the room. He ordered their favorite dishes, making sure to add some sweet treats he knew Hinata loved.

The two strolled through the hot spring grounds, the gentle breeze carrying the scent of blossoms that seemed to stretch endlessly around them. Fields of vibrant flowers swayed in the moonlight, their petals glowing softly under the serene, silvery light. The peaceful sounds of nature the rustling of leaves, the distant trickle of water enveloped them, adding to the magical atmosphere.

"This is incredible," Hinata murmured, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the beauty around her."Yeah," Naruto agreed, his gaze shifting from the scenery to her. The sight of her standing there, bathed in moonlight, took his breath away. His heartbeat quickened as he watched her, her delicate features glowing softly under the celestial , on the other hand, was far less composed. I wish he'd grab me, kiss me, fuck me right here in the flowers… or against a tree. I want him so badly.

Hinata thoughts raced wildly, her body yearning for Naruto touch, but she kept her face calm, her usual shyness masking the intensity of her desires. She glanced at Naruto and saw the way he was looking at her, his smile warm and loving, and it only made her frustration grow.

As they returned to their suite, Hinata struggled to focus, her thoughts betraying her. When we got here, I thought for sure he wouldn't wait. I wanted him to rip my dress off and… She shook her head, her cheeks flushing as her imagination ran rampant. She clenched her hands together, trying to suppress the fire burning inside her.

Does he even want me as much as I want him? she wondered, glancing at him nervously. Or is he holding back because he thinks I'm too delicate?

Naruto, completely unaware of her inner turmoil, opened the door to their suite and gestured for her to step inside. "After you," he said with a playful bow, his grin lighting up his face.

Hinata smiled timidly, stepping past him into the room, her heart pounding. As much as she adored his patience and care, she couldn't help but wish he'd lose control just they settled in, Naruto casually mentioned, "Hey, Hinata, there's a private hot spring attached to our suite. "Hinata's heart skipped. She had heard about the private springs and had been secretly hoping they would get to enjoy one together. "R-Really?" she asked, trying to sound indifferent, though her cheeks betrayed her excitement."Yeah," Naruto said, playing it down. "I'll check it out first. You know, finally relax without anyone bothering me." He grinned, thinking to himself, This is perfect. No fans. No in truth, he wished she would join him. Damn, how do I ask her? What if she's too shy? What if she doesn't want to?

"Okay," Hinata replied softly, her voice almost trembling. She lowered her eyes, wishing he would invite her to join him. But the thought terrified her. What if he thinks I'm too forward? What if he's disappointed?

Naruto stepped out toward the hot spring, leaving Hinata behind. As the door slid shut, she sighed quietly, staring at the flickering candles. She couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to sit beside him in the warm water, his strong arms around her. But her shyness held her reached the hot spring, dipping his foot into the steaming water. "Man, this is amazing," he muttered, sinking into the spring. He closed his eyes, his thoughts drifting to Hinata. I wish she were here. It'd be nice, but… nah, she's probably not ready for something like this. Don't push her, Naruto.

Thank you readers the end of chapter 11