Secret book of Desire by Lady Hinata Uzumaki Chapter Twenty-Four
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After the train pulled into the station, Naruto wasted no time. With a firm grip, he scooped Hinata into his arms in a bridal carry, dismissing her startled gasp as he vaulted from one train car to the next. The wind whipped past them in the bright afternoon, sending her long ponytails fluttering behind her "Naruto" she gasped, clinging tightly to his shoulders as the train rumbled beneath them. He grinned, tightening his hold. "Hold on, Hinata." The jump wasn't necessary he could have simply walked between the cars like a normal person but Naruto Uzumaki never did things the easy way.
Naruto was eager as he swiftly landed them on top of the control car, confident there wouldn't be a crowd waiting for them in this secluded space. He dropped down quickly.
"Naruto, what are you doing?" Hinata asked, her voice laced with both curiosity and concern as she watched him break the handle on a restricted door with a swift, powerful motion. As he forced the door open with raw power on full display, Hinata's pussy throbbed a silent, urgent response to his brute strength.
Naruto turned to her, his sexy blue eyes smoldering with a dangerous promise a look that said he could do whatever the fuck he wanted. Without a word, he sent a silent command that made her pulse quicken. "Just trust me," he murmured, his gaze locking onto hers and leaving no doubt about how much he desired her.
Without waiting another moment, Hinata stepped into the car, and Naruto slammed the door shut behind them. Inside, the control car was amazing a hidden space powered by glowing scrolls mounted on the wall, its energy clearly activated by jutsu. Wires snaked along the panels, and a series of beeping lights indicated that every system was in motion."The Hokage car isn't ready yet I had my clone check it," Naruto explained calmly.
"Hinata, fuck," he growled, his blue eyes burning into hers as the low hum of jutsu filled the control room. His voice was raw and full of desire. "I want you." Every word dripped with intensity. "My clone's got this car covered, nobody's checking it for another 30 minutes." Naruto moved closer, the faint scent of her vanilla-lavender perfume blending with the cool, metal air. Every word sent a shiver down her spine. "You look so good, baby, and I want you so fucking bad. I'm tempted to stop this train just to have you."
Naruto's pulse raced as he advanced on her. In one swift move, he spun her around and pinned her against the cool wall, his hand gripping her waist like he was claiming her. The soft rustle of her dress and the quick beat of her pulse filled the space. "I love this fucking dress, Hinata," he growled, his tone raw and possessive."Naruto, I want you," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. Their heavy breaths mixed with the soft beeps of the control room, and every touch made her skin tingle with heat.
"You really thought you could tease me on the train and get away with it?" Naruto eyes burning with possessive desire as he pulled the zipper down further. The soft fabric of Hinata's dress slipped from her shoulders, revealing the lacy black bra beneath. He exhaled sharply, his hands tightening on her. "Fuck." The fabric pooled at her feet, uncovering a sleek black thong that perfectly showcased her plump, parted ass. With a firm thrust against her, Hinata felt his hard cock straining against his pants. "You like this? How fuck-horny you make me," he moaned breathily. "Yes," she growled in response, their passion building as she pressed back against him.
The delicate lace clung to Hinata's full breasts, the way they spilled slightly over the top was almost too much and that front clasp? A cruel temptation Naruto couldn't resist. Hinata whimpered as Naruto's fingers traced along the lace, his tanned skin contrasting vividly against Hinata's pale, porcelain breast, his thumb softly grazing her hard, pink nipples. "You knew what you were doing when you put this on, didn't you?" Naruto murmured, dragging his lips down Hinata's neck and leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses in his wake. Hinata trembled under Naruto's touch, her fingers clutching his Hokage cloak as Naruto continued his slow, torturous descent.
With one smooth, deliberate movement, Naruto reached the center clasp of Hinata's bra and unhooked it. Hinata's full, perfect breasts spilled free, and Naruto growled, his mouth watering at the sight of her soft, porcelain skin and her enticing pink nipples that begged for his attention they were utterly irresistible.
Naruto's hands cupped Hinata's breasts, kneading them gently before his mouth descended again. Hinata gasped as Naruto's hot tongue flicked over one hardened nipple, his lips closing around it in a deep, hungry suck. "N-Naruto!" she whimpered, her voice a mix of surprise and need. Naruto groaned in response, switching to the other breast and lavishing it with the same greedy attention. "You taste so fucking good," he rasped, swirling his tongue with a wild intensity before biting down lightly, sending shivers through her entire body.
Each touch, each kiss, and each hungry suck was a promise. Naruto pulled away just enough to meet her dazed, needy lavender eyes. "You want me to keep going, baby?" he whispered, his fingers trailing lower as they teased the waistband of her soaked black thong. Hinata whimpered again, her knees already weak with anticipation. "Yes," she managed. Naruto smirked. "Good, because I'm not stopping until you're screaming my name." He exhaled sharply, his hands tightening on her as he murmured, "So perfect."
Naruto's strong hands continued to cup Hinata's breasts, squeezing them gently as she moaned softly. Meanwhile, Hinata's soft fingers traced along Naruto's hard chest she could feel every muscle, a living testament to how hard he trained, even while busy as Hokage. His chest felt incredible under her touch.
"Naruto..." Hinata whispered. His thumbs circled over her hardening nipples as he watched her body arch into his touch. "You're so sensitive," Naruto murmured, his voice thick with hunger. "Does it feel good?"
Hinata nodded shakily, unable to form words as waves of pleasure pulsed through her. Then, Naruto's mouth descended in a fevered assault. A gasp escaped Hinata as his hot, wet tongue flicked over one hardened bud; his lips closed around it with a deep, slow suck, softly tugging over her hardening nipple. Her legs trembled, nails digging into his shoulders, as he switched to the other breast, giving it the same greedy attention.
"N-Naruto, oh..." she began, her fingers weaving into his blonde hair and tugging gently, a gesture that made him groan against her skin. "Tell me what you want, baby," he breathed against her breast, his tongue teasing her nipple once more. Hinata's body shuddered as she climaxed, her soft moans filling the room. She loved the feel of Naruto's rough fingers rubbing her nipples a sensation that made her feel both embarrassed and utterly turned on. As her body shook with pleasure, Naruto smirked, delighted by the raw desire in her eyes. He loved how much she wanted him, how every touch sent his dick throbbing, proving he had that power over his beautiful wife.
"I want.." she gasped as he gave her nipple a sharp nip. "I want more!"Naruto smirked. "More, huh?" His hands glided down her waist, tracing the soft curve of her hips until they rested at the thin lace of her thong. He kissed his way lower, down and down, until he was kneeling before her, his face mere inches from the soaking wet fabric covering her core. Looking up with those intense blue eyes, he whispered, "Be a good girl and let me taste you."
Naruto pulled down Hinata's thong and leaned forward, his eyes dark with desire. Pressing his shoulder against her thigh, he burrowed himself between her legs. In that electrifying moment, Hinata gasped as she felt his tongue hotly trail over her pussy. The sound of sucking and the wet, rhythmic licking filled the room, a heady symphony of raw passion. She clutched his hair as his tongue found her clit, drawing out moans that only spurred him on.
Each sound of Hinata's soft cries and the subtle wet slurp of Naruto's mouth blended into an intoxicating melody of lust. Naruto's tongue traced inside Hinata, licking Hinata's wet folds with deliberate, sensuous strokes. Breaking away just long enough to whisper against Hinata's skin, Naruto rasped, "I always want you... I'm addicted to my wife." Then Naruto's lips returned in a hot, desperate kiss as Hinata rode Naruto's tongue, lost in the wild beat of their desire.
Naruto savored every moment of the way Hinata melted into him, each sound marking their undeniable, all-consuming passion. "Fuck, Naruto..." Hinata whimpered, urgency and surrender mingling in her voice. "I can't control it anymore..." Naruto admitted, his breath hot against Hinata's ear. "I'm out of control... I always want you." His low growl vibrated in his throat as Naruto's cock throbbed, straining painfully against his pants a desperate sign of his need.
At that moment, Hinata reached up and began to rub Naruto's hard cock against his pants, her hand caressing him slowly as she marveled at how hard her husband was. In the heat of their passion, Hinata's senses blurred, and she felt as though she might faint from the overwhelming pleasure. Naruto's wet lips, glistening with the evidence of her climax against his tongue, left a tantalizing mark on his face.
As Hinata watched Naruto's blond head disappear again between her thighs and felt his hot tongue once more, every touch and every moan drove them deeper into their wild, unrestrained desire.
Naruto's clone burst into the control car, and clone immediately got hard watching Hinata, who was moaning loudly as she rode Naruto's face. "Damn, that fucking sexy can I have a turn?" the clone demanded. Naruto snapped his head up, his wet lips still glistening as he spat, "What the fuck are you doing here?"
The clone replied, "Umm, you have to stop. We're arriving at the next train stop, and they're coming to investigate the control room."
"Fuck," Naruto growled. "The Hokage car is ready now," the clone continued. Naruto glared. "Why the fuck didn't you say that first?" he snapped at his clone. Hinata couldn't help but giggle softly, leaning back playfully toward the clone. "Naruto, don't yell at your clone," Hinata teased.
"Sorry, Hinata, fuck.. I'm just so fucking horny," Naruto admitted, frustration clear in his voice. He helped her hook her bra, and she noticed he had tucked her thong into his pocket and zipped up her dress. "Make sure no one sees us. Let's get out," Naruto ordered, snapping at the clone. "Yeah, sure no need to be nasty, boss. You don't want another alarm set off in the control room," the clone replied with a smirk. "Fucking clones," Naruto muttered as he received the signal from the clone that the car was clear.
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Landing smoothly on the final car before the high-class section reserved for the Hokage's personal car, Naruto set Hinata down gently, keeping her pinned against his body. He then strode to the private Hokage car and stepped up to the keypad. Punching in his passcode "IloveRamen25," the door beeped before swinging open.
As soon as they entered, Hinata's eyes widened in surprise. The luxurious interior was a stark contrast to the public train cars. This space was designed for comfort and privacy a sanctuary for the Hokage during long travels. A large shinobi-grade bed, draped in soft, plush blankets, promised relaxation or, in this case, something far less innocent. A scroll-vision screen hung on the opposite wall, currently airing a commercial featuring Kiba selling chakra-enhanced hound pills, boasting about improved tracking abilities for both ninja and their summons.
To one side, a small dining area featured a table set for two with a tea set, while a compact desk, covered in scrolls and neatly stacked mission reports, occupied a corner. But what caught Hinata's attention most were the portraits of past Hokage displayed across the cabin a piece of Konoha brought with Naruto on his travels. It made her chest tighten, a reminder of his responsibility, even when he was away. But right now, the only thing he was taking seriously was her. Hinata turned just in time to see Naruto locking the door behind them, flicking the privacy seal on the handle. The windows darkened as the curtains slid shut with a smooth motion, ensuring no interruptions.
Without missing a beat, Naruto pushed Hinata against the table. Her arm lay flat as her ass arched up perfectly, a vivid display of desire. "Baby, I want to fuck you," Naruto growled, his voice low and commanding.
Hinata moaned in response, "Don't ask, Naruto my body belongs to you."
"Fuck," Naruto murmured, no more waiting, his lips plunging to kiss Hinata's neck as he tore off his pants and discarded all his clothing in a wild haste. He couldn't wait his drool ran down his mouth as he scrambled up Hinata's dress. With his hard cock already glistening from earlier, Naruto moved swiftly and thrust into her. Hinata clutched the table for support as he rocked against it, his hand gripping her ponytail so tightly it made her cry out in pleasure.
Naruto loved the view from behind watching Hinata's plump, irresistible ass, so good, so wet and tight, drove him wild. "Fuck, so incredible," he groaned, his thrusts relentless. Every movement sent shockwaves through them both as their passion exploded. His scrollphone rang on his desk, but he didn't care "Fuck, Hinata, you're so wet, fuck," he muttered. Naruto almost lost it when Hinata begged him to fuck her hard. "Fuck, you wanted it hard," he roared, releasing his grip on her hair and undoing her ponytails so her long hair flew back. Lost in his lust, he pressed her beautiful face against the table not too hard, but hard enough.
"Naruto, I can take it fuck me like you want to," Hinata moaned, her filthy words turning him on even more. He pulled out just to slam into her again, and Hinata moaned, urging him on, telling him how much she loved it.
Naruto pulled out briefly, only to slam back into Hinata with renewed intensity. Hinata's moans grew even louder, faster, urging Naruto on, telling Naruto just how much Hinata craved every rough, powerful touch. "Fuck," Naruto roared as he thrust with all his might. His body trembled, blood rushing to his head; his grip on the table cracked as his other hand tightened on Hinata. She wailed, screaming "NARUTO!" louder and louder, her body shaking as he felt her sweet release against him. He lost count, he was so close, so damn close. When Hinata whispered that she loved his big dick.
Naruto responded with a couple more hard, deep thrusts. Naruto's body convulsed as Naruto released inside Hinata, Naruto's climax surging through him as the impact sent Naruto's entire frame trembling. In the intense aftershock, their combined passion even shattered the table, scattering its remains around them.
They collapsed to the floor together, both drenched in sweat and struggling to catch their breath. Naruto's heart pounded as he realized Hinata had fainted from exhaustion. He quickly checked her, relief flooding him when he saw her soft, gentle breathing had returned. His worry melted away she was okay. Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of their earlier forplay, Hinata was spent, her body and mind blissfully overloaded.
Kissing her shoulder tenderly, Naruto murmured, "I hope you don't think I'm done with you. I know I haven't explored all those secret desires you wanted from me on this train." With that, he carefully lifted his wife and carried her to the plush bed.
Just then, the scrollphone rang again. Naruto groaned softly he wasn't anywhere near satisfied yet. He longed for more of her, but he also knew she needed to rest. For now, he would let Hinata nap, holding the promise of more forbidden passion for when she awoke.
Author Note: I hope you don't think Naruto is done with Hinata he's just getting started. Until next time...