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Shogi Anyone?	By : Shortcake Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 13933 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gaara and Sakura breathed a collective sigh of relief as the bedroom door closed behind Kankuro. Sakura looked up at Gaara, “I’m sorry. Gaara, I’m so sorry. He… Kankuro knew! I didn’t…” her hands trembled as she fumbled for words.
Gaara simply swept the medic nin into a warm embrace. “Shhhh. Sakura. It’s alright.” He reassured her as he held the shaken woman. “There’s no need for you to apologize. I’m sorry Kankuro is, well, he’s a jerk. Please, forgive me.”
The feel of his strong arms around her smaller frame and the sound of his deep voice soothed her frayed nerves. Sakura simply stayed there with her head turned against the kazekage’s chest; the sound of his heartbeat calming her chaos to a smooth sea. She breathed deeply, finally finding her voice. “I’m … a bit overwhelmed.”
“Let’s have some tea, dear.” Gaara suggested. They moved to the small table and sat down. Gaara poured the tea this time, his concern for Sakura’s nerves paramount in his mind. He reached across the table and held her hand as they sipped their tea in silence for several minutes. It was jasmine this evening; she’d have to thank Jiro for such a wise choice when she saw him next.
Her green eyes held his turquoise ones for some time after the tea cups were empty. Neither spoke, they simply watched each other. Finally, Gaara stood, lifting her hand as he did. Sakura stood with him, following his lead. She stood on her tiptoes to kiss him softly on the lips. He returned the kiss, deepening it as their fingers interlaced. He licked her lower lip, seeking entry to the warm, sweet cavern of her mouth. She opened to him, her own tongue tasting him as a sigh escaped her lungs.
Gaara swept the pink haired kunoichi up into his arms, carried her a few steps, then laid her gently on his bed. She lifted her shirt from her body as the strong, silent man laid down over her, another passionate kiss speaking without words as their bodies conversed.
His hands explored her body as they finally broke the kiss to breathe. Her soft pale skin flushed with desire as strong hands caressed her flesh, committing her luscious curves to memory. He was surprised she’d stayed. Most women would have run for the hills after the things Kankuro blurted out of his big, fat mouth. But Sakura was here in his arms and on his bed. Stunning, brilliant, irresistible; he was in over his head, but it didn’t matter. His lips trailed hungry kisses along her jaw and down her neck. “Sakura…” He whispered in her ear, his voice deep and dripping with desire.
The single word sent a shiver down her spine as her arousal climbed with each kiss. Her hands unfastened the ties on her skirt; she shed the garment quickly, her bra and underwear the only small clothes between her skin and his hands. Her mind raced but she ignored the warning bells, yielding instead to her wanton emotions. She loved the feel of him over her. His strength and authority stimulated her in a dark, primal way she couldn’t, wouldn’t refuse. She moaned as he nibbled at the flesh joining her neck and shoulder. “Oh… Gaara…”
Her response flooded his senses with carnal urges; his animalistic nature drawn to the surface. His hand swept between her thighs, pawing at her sensitive flesh beneath the wet cloth of her panties. Her scent fueled his passion as his other hand unclipped her bra and tossed it aside. He wanted her, all of her, for himself and no one else; wanted to see, touch and taste every bit of her beautiful body. His hard cock throbbed against the confines of his clothing as he brought his head down to her warm, bouncing breasts. He licked at a perky pink nipple, already hard with anticipation, as his hand continued to pet her thighs in turn, sweeping between them to tease her womanhood as he taunted the kunoichi.
His ministrations were maddening. She wanted his cock; wanted it so bad it almost hurt. The way he teased drove her wild with lust. Sakura slid her panties down hastily, leaving her completely nude beneath the still fully clothed kazekage. She reached her hands to the front of his pants, feeling his hardened member through the cloth, but as she went to free him, hands grasped hers firmly.
“Not yet, Sakura.” He grasped her wrists with his hands, holding them at her sides as his mouth moved to the other breast, suckling at her voraciously.
Sakura moaned, “But I want your cock so bad. I want you inside me.” She wriggled against his grip in vain; she was strong but he was stronger, and had leverage.
“You’re not ready until I say you are ready.” His deep voice was full of authority as he ordered her, “Open your legs for me.” He held her arms down to the bed as he nuzzled her breasts playfully with his face. He kissed them, licking at the nipples each in turn.
Sakura moaned, her frustration evident as she complied with his decree. The way he commanded her turned her on even more as she relished the feel of him holding her down. She was already so wet. “Please… Gaara, please.”
Gaara smiled at the sight of her spread thighs, her womanhood open like a spring flower for his delight. Her struggle fed his salacious need as he slowly kissed his way down her panting, flat abdomen, pausing between her hips to look up as her needy eyes held his gaze. Her breasts heaved with each sharp breath and her pale skin glowed with a sheen of perspiration in the soft night light. The smell of her arousal was so strong he could barely think, but he held himself in check to make her wild for him. “Please what, my dear?” He grinned at her, a sadistic glee on his face. He kissed her swollen clit lightly, then blew cool air across her dripping sex.
Sakura squealed at his goading. Her back arched sharply, but his hands still held her wrists down forcefully. “Gaara! Please! Please!” The feel of his tongue grazing along her slit and then circling her clit lazily had her on the verge of an orgasm already.
He pulled up a moment, noting the nearness of her climax. “Tell me what you want, Sakura.” He blew across her folds again, waiting for her to beg. He looked into her pleading eyes, the sight of her naked arousal delighting his senses, her sweet frustration making him hard for her. “Tell me.”
Something broke inside her as he teased her to distraction. She moaned in frustration, her hands still held tight against the bed. “Please, Gaara…Please! I… I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me!”
Her words were music to his ears. Gaara took her bulging clit into his mouth. He sucked on it greedily as Sakura climaxed beneath him. She bit her lip, stifling the scream he elicited as her body trembled; waves of pleasure crashing through her senses. He looked up to watch her orgasm; the breathtaking beauty like nothing he’d ever seen.
She’d never cum so hard. She drew blood from her own lower lip to keep quiet. What this man did to her! She’d never imagined herself speaking that way, begging for him to fuck her like a wanton whore. And even though she came already, she still wanted his cock to fill her. She finally remembered to breathe again, her eyes opening to see the smiling red head’s face perched between her thighs with her juices still on his mouth.
Gaara took advantage of her vulnerability in the wake of her shattering orgasm. He released her hands, taking a moment to remove his own clothing. His erection practically burst from his pants yearning for relief as he loosened the fly.
The sight of his long hard cock elicited a gasp from the pink haired kunoichi as she lay on the bed, still trembling from her orgasm. He leaned over her, hands on either side of her head. Gaara took her lips in a passionate kiss, telling her with his body of his longing for hers. Sakura returned the message with her own tongue as her arms wrapped themselves around his torso.
He broke the kiss gently saying, “Sakura, look into my eyes.” As she beheld his turquoise orbs with her deep green gaze, she saw a great longing in the depths of his soul. Then she felt him enter her, slowly, stretching her inner walls with his large member. Her breath hitched and he paused, then went on deeper and deeper until he was fully within her. “Kami, you are so tight.” He kissed her again and set a slow pace, moving in and out of her delicious cunt with purposeful strokes.
The feel of him inside her was indescribable. The ecstasy of their joining, the look on his face as he spoke, the sensual arousal building in her loins again, she wanted it to last forever. She rocked her hips in time with his thrusts, her clit grinding into him a bit more each time. She moaned eagerly as he sped up slightly, “Yes! Oh, Gaara! Yes!”
He growled in reply, a guttural carnal sound from deep in his chest. The delectable friction of her narrow cavern drove him mad with lust. He was so close and so was she. He hastened his pace more, pounding into her furiously as he neared the edge. He covered her mouth with his hand.
She dug her nails down his back, screaming into his hand as another shattering orgasm coursed through her body. The world went white as she held her breath, feeling nothing but pure ecstasy as he rode her hard through it.
The feel of her clenching walls was too much for Gaara and he came hard, spilling his seed deep in her womb as her pussy milked him dry. Finally spent, he simply collapsed on top of her, his member still buried deep inside her pussy. He kissed her firmly. His tongue held back but his mouth longed for the closeness of her lips in the intimate moment. Her fingers ran through his hair as they both panted for more air. Finally, he eased out of her and rolled to the side holding her hand lightly in his own.
Sakura slowly came down from the blissful high, the comforting kiss seemed to seal her fate as she knew her heart was gone. Then the whirlpool of emotional chaos pulled her under and the tears ran down her face uncontrolled. Sakura wept.
At least this time, he knew what to do with the post coital tears of his cherry blossom. Gaara pulled the naked kunoichi close, resting her head on his chest. His strong arms embraced her, and he kissed the top of her head. “Shhhh…. There, there my dear… It’s alright… I’m here… I love you.”
“And I love you, Gaara.” Her voice wavered as she continued to cry. She let the tears flow, releasing all the evening’s tension and her fears at once. His voice and his touch were comforting, and she needed it. Needed to hear him say the words, needed to feel his heartbeat next to hers. As her burden eased with the tears leaving her, Sakura let exhaustion have its way with her and she simply fell asleep.
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