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Library Lovin'	By : Elli Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 7434 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 5
- 6
Warning for this chapter: mild watersports and sadism/masochism
“What is it, dobe?” Sasuke snapped as he slid into his black Lamborghini and revved up the engine.
“Where are you, teme?” Naruto’s tinny voice hissed back over the phone. “You didn’t come back to class and I called you like fifteen times—“
“Three,” Sasuke corrected dryly, making a smooth turn before pressing the accelerator. “You really need to work on your basic counting skills…”
“Oh, shut up. Where are you?”
“Out.”
“Sasuke!”
“I need to get some work done,” he answered noncommittally, keeping a solid grip on the wheel with one hand.
“What kind of work?” Naruto voiced suspiciously. “It doesn’t have anything to do with Sakura-chan does it, cuz—“
“What did you want, Naruto?” Sasuke interrupted, patience wearing thin at the reminder of the pink haired girl.
“I wanna know who’s gonna pick me up! I don’t have any bus money today!”
“Call Itachi.”
“Bu—I… no, h-he’s busy.”
Sasuke smirked at his flustered reply. “I’m sure he can find the time for you, dobe.”
“Shut up!” Naruto sputtered incoherently, no doubt waving his arms around despite the fact that Sasuke wasn’t there to see it. The thought brought a softer smile to his face. Naruto never changed. “Nevermind,” the blonde whined, “I’ll just walk home.”
“You have fun with that.”
“Thanks a lot, bastard.”
A soft huff and then the beep of a disconnected call sounded, and Sasuke rolled his eyes expressively. No doubt the idiot really would try to walk home, and then complain Sasuke’s ears off the next day. He parked his car under the shade of a tall birch to prevent it from overheating, and dialed another number as he got out.
“Uchiha Itachi speaking.”
“Naruto needs you to pick him up from school today.”
“…is that all?”
“Yeah. Remember, don’t do anything I wouldn’t—“ Sasuke chuckled as Itachi promptly hung up. It wasn’t often he got to tease his older brother (most times it was the other way around) so when he did he milked it for all it was worth. And Naruto never ceased to be a touchy topic with Itachi.
He flipped his phone off and slid it into his pocket before entering a store proudly marked as “Adult”. His eyes land instantly on a large man covered in blue face paint lounging in the corner.
“Sasuke,” the man greeted him with a pointy grin. “What brings the littlest Uchiha here?”
“Kisame,” Sasuke nodded in return. “I need some… things.”
Sakura swallowed hard as the large, imposing gates to the Uchiha mansion opened on Sasuke’s command. She had been here once before for a school project, but the nature of this particular visit was forcing her to see it in a completely different light. Her hands were clammy and wiping them on her skirt didn’t seem to help, so she clenched them into fists instead.
A rush of cool air met her as the doors opened, and her nipples puckered instantly at the change in temperature. Suddenly even the fabric of her bra seemed too abrasive, and she ached to be rid of it. She glanced warily at Sasuke as he led her through the hall – she wasn’t stupid so of course she knew exactly what they were here for, but… well, she had doubts about her own competence.
The fact that Sasuke was experienced wasn’t exactly a best kept secret. Or much of a secret at all, rather. He had had dozens of women before and seemed to know exactly what he wanted, so how could Sakura, someone who’d been very much a virgin not two days prior, hope to satisfy?
She swallowed hard as she followed him up the stairs. That was a little tidbit she’d forgotten to tell Sasuke, however. She knew that because of the ease of her first time and the lack of blood, he’d assumed that she’d had sex at least once before, but in actuality, not only had Sasuke been her first lover, he’d been her first kiss as well.
She’d torn her hymen not a long while ago, after a particularly traumatizing experience with a dildo TenTen had given her, but she had never done anything with a boy before. She knew it was a naive, silly notion to have in the modern times, but she’d steadfastly held to the ‘no sex before marriage’ ideal. She didn’t know if it was because of her parent’s insistence, or because she herself was searching for “the one”, but she’d been fully intent on carrying that out.
…until Sasuke, that is. But could anyone really blame her? Who could stand up to the force of nature that was Uchiha Sasuke? Hell, who would want to?
“Sakura.” Sasuke’s low, unfailingly sexy voice brought her out of her ponderings and she looked up quickly to catch sight of him opening the door to what was undoubtedly his bedroom.
“Oh… wow.” She had meant to say something more intelligent, she really had, but all other words had left her when she’d stepped inside. The room was absolutely stunning in its simplicity.
The walls were painted a deep, rich mahogany, and the fading light of the sunset coming in through the window spilled gold into the room. The bed was massive and took up nearly half of the entire room, with an elongated head and footboards meant to house a canopy that had never been put up.
Sakura moved forward without any conscious thought, and ran her hand over the silky black material stretched across the mattress of the bed. She had the sudden, inexplicable urge to strip herself and rub her entire body against the heavenly satin, and she nearly orgasmed when she realized they were here to do just that.
Sasuke seemed to have noticed her arousal, and a slow, devious smile eased onto his face.
“Strip,” was the murmured command, and Sakura’s knees trembled when he crossed the room and lazily lounged on the bed before her, waiting.
Her hands shook almost violently as she unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor. The heat in her cheeks had reached another level and she was sure if she blushed any harder she would spontaneously combust. Her gaze slid away from Sasuke’s and focused on the bedpost as she shimmied out of her skirt, standing before him in her plain cotton bra and panties.
Her skin prickled as Sasuke leisurely took her in from head to toe. When gave her a slow nod of approval, she squirmed out of her bra and had to force herself not to cover her bared breasts. The panties joined the puddle of clothes and she reminded herself to breathe as his eyes narrowed.
“Good,” Sasuke’s voice was low, and rougher than he would have liked it to be. It wouldn’t do for him to sound desperate… not yet, anyway. “Now come here.”
He spread his legs and patted both thighs as an encouragement for her to straddle him. Sakura obeyed, trembling head to toe, slinging one leg awkwardly onto the bed before Sasuke caught her by the hips and settled her firmly in his lap. She was on her knees now, with both legs cradling his. He parted his thighs slightly, which caused her to part her own in an effort to keep her balance.
A lazy smirk spread across his face as she glanced down at her wanton position, mortified. Her breasts were level with his face now and he wanted to suckle them very badly, but he decided split second he wanted her mouth more.
Their mouths met in a slow, easy kiss, something Sakura hadn’t been expecting considering the nature of their previous encounters. Sasuke noticed her obvious surprise and explained between more of the same unhurried sucks on her tongue.
“I like to take my time,” he breathed into her mouth, “and today we have all the time in the world.”
Sakura shuddered as a large, hot hand trailed teasingly over her upper back, drifting down until the curve of her ass but not going any farther. Sasuke chuckled lowly and nibbled gently on her lower lip, enjoying her arousal and mild confusion.
“I want to play with you.” His hand stilled before moving lower and firmly grasping one buttcheek and squeezing. “Will you let me play with you, Sakura?”
The way her mouth met his in a hurried, sloppy kiss was all the response he needed. Sakura was dizzy from arousal – her heart was beating too fast and she was too hot, throbbing, aching all over, and Sasuke’s softly spoken words had released something inside her she hadn’t known needed to be freed.
She didn’t have any coherent thought in her mind left to respond to him with, so she poured her yes into a kiss instead. He groaned into her mouth and fell back onto the bed so that she lay upon him, her bare breasts pressing into the fabric of his shirt and rubbing deliciously.
“Mm..” he moaned and Sakura panted at how sexy he looked with his mouth parted and eyes half lidded. “Slow down,” he murmured, cupping her ass with both hands now and squeezing rhythmically.
He flipped them over quickly and Sakura mewled at how the satin rubbed her heated skin in just the right way. He smirked at her response and grasped both of her knees, pressing them out so he could take a look at her pussy.
Sakura complied with only a soft whine of complaint, covering her eyes with one arm as he spread her wider and exposed her completely. Sasuke released her knees and she immediately drew them closed again, causing him to tsk in irritation.
“Keep them open,” he commanded, easing himself in between her spread thighs, supporting himself on his elbows so he had an unobstructed view of her cunt. “Or will I have to tie you up?”
Sakura’s eyes snapped open at that and she shook her head furiously despite the fact that her pussy leaked a little bit more at the thought of bondage. Of course that was difficult to notice considering how soaked she was already.
Sasuke hummed in acknowledgement and wasted no time, spreading her outer lips and blowing softly against her cunt, taking enjoyment in the way she twitched. He let his fingers play with her soft, silky inner folds, making sure to avoid her sensitive clitoris and reddened hole. “Does that feel good?” he asked innocently, fighting the urge to burst into laughter at her incredulous look. “Well?” he prodded, sliding his fingers firmly against her while raising an eyebrow. “Does it?”
“Y-ye-ahhhn…” Sakura moaned as he pressed harder before pinching gently, the way his hot breath fell on her causing her to lose all track of the one-sided conversation. “Yes, mnn… more…”
“More?” Sasuke questioned, thoroughly enjoying himself as she rotated her hips in an attempt to get his fingers where she wanted them. “You mean this?” His thumb pressed suddenly against her clitoris and ground down hard, causing her to arch off the bed with a near scream.
He couldn’t hold back a soft laugh at that, and dug his nail into the sensitive flesh, causing her to orgasm immediately. He didn’t wait for her to recover before sliding two long fingers inside, relishing the way she clasped around them. He looked down at where his fingers disappeared inside her body and felt his mouth water at the way her juice coated them, but refrained from eating her out just yet. He had other plans.
Rolling off the bed quickly and grabbing the small black bag off the floor, he was back between her thighs before she realized he’d been gone. Her orgasm had left her in a goopy, Sakura resembling mess, so when she felt him stroking her hole again, all she did was spread her thighs wider.
Sasuke crowed inwardly at her willingness and took out a small, circular object from the bag. It was silver, and levered oddly, with a deep set ruby in the center. Sasuke pinched one end of the disk and the other side opened, revealing to be a light clamp. When he’d bought it Sasuke had paused to wonder if Sakura could handle having her clit pinched, but decided it was worth a test. Kisame had assured him with a leer that it was the best selling clamp he had – tight enough to give maximum pleasure, but loose enough to keep it from hurting… well, from hurting too badly, anyway.
“Sakura,” he murmured, stroking her trembling cunt and finger fucking her slowly as he continued to thumb her clitoris, “There’s something I want to try.”
With a post orgasmic haze still clouding clouding her mind, all Sakura could do was nod dumbly. Sasuke pinched her clit gently between his thumb and forefinger, slowly increasing the pressure until she began to whimper. “It’s going to hurt,” he breathed, pressing harder, and noticing delightedly at the way her cunt quivered at the mention of pain.
“Nhhaa…” Sakura rocked her hips forward and tossed her head back, sliding her back against the silk sheets that were slowly beginning to dampen from her sweat. She barely registered Sasuke’s words, focusing only on the slow movement of his fingers inside her pussy and his hot breath on her thighs.
Sasuke had to force his gaze away from the way the sheets underneath her darkened as her juices dripped from his fingers and her pussy. Her hole clenched convulsively as he pulled away and his cock throbbed in sync with such urgency that Sasuke fervently hoped he wouldn’t cream his pants.
He lifted himself up on his knees and let his eyes flicker from her red face to her redder snatch as he pressed the clamp open and locked it on her swollen, sensitive clit.
“Oh god!” Sakura screamed and her back bowed instantly at the stinging, burning pain that had suddenly manifested itself between her thighs. Sasuke groaned at her reaction and caught her hands as they fluttered near her pussy, squeezing her wrists and slamming them down on the mattress while she writhed.
“Oh god,” Sakura thrashed and tried to clamp her thighs shut, but Sasuke seated himself in between them quickly. “Sa-ah, Sasuke god it hurts—“
“I know, baby,” he groaned, leaning over her and helplessly rocking his erection into her quivering belly. “Sakura, just…”
“Take it off, it hurts—“
“No.” He bit at her neck urgently, lifting her hands over her head and capturing both in one hand so the other was free to knead her breast. “Shhh, give it some time. It’s going to feel so good…”
Sakura sobbed in response and he kissed, sucking hard on her tongue. “It’s just a clamp,” he murmured between kisses, “Just like when I pinch your clit and make you come.”
“Hurts,” Sakura gasped.
“What else?” he squeezed her breast, digging his nails into the soft flesh. “What else does it feel like?”
A whimper was his only response, but Sasuke didn’t really need one. He knew exactly how she was feeling. He’d tried clamps on multiple partners before – women that were, admittedly, far more experienced and far more vocal about their needs – and he knew the kind of intensified pleasure it provided. Sakura was already supremely sensitive, however, and he wanted to hear it from her mouth.
“Tell me.” He tightened his grip on her wrists in warning when she tried to pull them away. “What does it feel like?”
Sakura swallowed hard, seeing lights flicker behind her eyes as she tried to differentiate the pain from the pleasure. “Burns,” she panted, clenching the muscles in her vagina and keening. “Sasuke, please… I-I don’t like it—“
“You will,” he murmured, all confidence. He released her breast and trailed his hand down her side until it rested on her lower abdomen, just above the start of damp pink curls. He pressed down and relished the way her moss green eyes snapped open in panic.
“Stop,” she gasped. “D-Don’t—“
“Why?” he questioned innocently, or as innocently as one could in a position like the one he was in. Sakura shook her head mutely in response, and his cock twitched violently as tears leaked out her eyes. “It’s okay,” he said lowly, pressing harder. “Let go, Sakura.”
“No!” she thrashed her head from side to side, eyes clenched shut once again. “That’s disgusting—“ she broke off on a sob. “Sasuke, please!”
“It’s not,” he said, nipping at her collar bone. “It’s going to feel so good, like warm, wet release.” He increased pressure on her bladder, watching her with eyes both cruel and compassionate. “Do it,” he sucked her ear lobe into his mouth, laving it with his hot tongue. “Let go.”
It only took one more press and a slow hiss in her ear, and Sakura couldn’t hold it in anymore. She thought she would pass out from the embarrassment as hot liquid spilled between her thighs, running down her sensitized pussy in rivulets in a release so intense it had her toes curling. She didn’t even realize she had orgasmed until her pussy began to clench spasmodically, and the throbbing in her clit that had been previously shrouded by embarrassment returned in full force.
Sasuke groaned into her neck and pressed his hand between her thighs, carefully avoiding her clamped clit, and digging his fingers into her hot, wet cunt. “Yes…” he hissed, sliding three fingers in and thrusting quickly, making Sakura sob at the obscene sounds that arose. “Just like that.”
“Please,” Sakura whimpered. “Please, Sasuke kun.”
“Please what?” he panted, already imagining the way she would feel if he was buried inside her when she had emptied her bladder, the way her inner walls would have fluttered around his cock.
“Please stop.”
His fingers stilled their ravenous fucking and he looked up blankly. “What?”
“Don’t touch me there.” Sakura bit her lip hard but couldn’t stop tears from rolling down her heated cheeks. “It’s dirty, please don’t—“
“But you came.” Sasuke looked as close to genuinely confused as he would ever get. “You had to have enjoyed it.”
Sakura turned her face into the pillow, shaking her head helplessly. “I d-didn’t,” she whispered, throat still tight with humiliation, “Please…”
Sasuke pulled his hand away from her sticky cunt and rose to his knees, staring down at her contemplatively. He’d been with several women before that weren’t partial to watersports, but he’d coerced them into it as effectively as he had Sakura, and none of them had ever denied him afterwards. Even if they had, he wouldn’t have bothered to pay any attention to their protests, but now, looking at her, he could see the flush that covered Sakura’s face wasn’t as much from arousal as it was from painful embarrassment.
He felt a hot churn in his belly that resembled guilt too closely for comfort. If it had been anyone else, he wouldn’t have spared a second to thought – they would’ve found themselves chucked out of his home and life in less than a blink, but now, he was presented with a dilemma because he didn’t want Sakura to leave.
At a loss as to what to do, he examined the trembling of her shoulders and evaluated his options. He could send her home, no doubt adding to her humiliation as she dressed and stumbled down the stairs, still dirty, or he could force her into letting him fuck her in the state she was in right now. He doubted she would take much convincing; the slide of his dick inside her greedy little pussy would be enough to silence any protests, but… he found himself unwilling to do that, either.
That left only course of action.
He ignored the way she squeaked when he lifted her into his arms. “S-Sasuke-kun, what…” her hands lifted to clutch at his shoulders as he carried her bridal style, and he didn’t fail to notice the way she gasped as the clamp moved. “What…”
He looked down at her reddened, confused face, and felt his lips twitch into something that might have been a smile, if he had allowed it to remain for more than a second.
“You’re dirty,” he drawled, dragging his gaze down her body as he moved across the room.
“Time for a bath.”

TBC

Long time no see, guys. I think I've really gotten back into writing erotica now though, so you will definitely be seeing quicker updates. I've got a new account by the name of Elli and will start posting there though I'll keep updating this fic on this account, since making the transfer seems like too much work.

On a side note, this is most definitely a PWP, meaning Porn Without Plot. Don't start reading expecting to find anything other than sex, sex and more sex, along with a healthy dash of kink. :)

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