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A Bride from Konoha	By : dotdotdot86 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1948 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 8

There had been a long silence between them as they were staring each other without words.
"Come here." Gaara finally said.
Hesitated at first, Sakura stepped in front of him. Gaara held her gaze. He could see she was still unsure about the deal they had made just now.
"Come closer." His tone went huskier.
Like been hypnotized by his dark gaze, she stepped closer. Her mesmerizing eyes were starring deeply at his own as she swayed towards him. The room breathed with heavily scent of sensual sin and dark excitement. His nostril flared and his arousal throbbing painfully as she stepped nearer until their faces an inch apart. He could smell her fresh scent of pink blossoms as he inhaled deep.
"Don't you curious, Sakura?" His voice was low and husky. "How a male body reacts when you touch him with your female hand?" Her brilliant green eyes were wide in wonder. Her lips were slightly apart with her breath ragged unevenly. Her cheeks flushed deeper.
"You have the power now." His breath blew against her parted lips. "Touch me," he dared, "And I will teach you everything."
As the invitation was so tempting, Sakura touched his lips tentatively, unsurely if he let her at first, but when she regained confidence, she stroked his lower bottom. He bit her finger gently, made her gasped in surprised.
As her curiosity intensified, her hand explored downward; from his chin, her fingertips traveled to his open throat, down to his collarbone. She tugged his neckband and suddenly stopped in hesitated. The corner of his mouth lifted faintly at her sudden shyness.
Gaara caught her wrist as she tried to draw away. He held her gaze as he sucked her fingers, one by one. Her face flushed deeper by his bold action. He finally licked her palm to inner wrist before finally let her go.
Leaning closer into his body, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him lightly. She looked at him and smiled shyly. Gaara nearly let out a groan at her naiveté, wondered if all the virgins like this on their first time. Oddly enough, her artless seduction made his erection became harder and throbbing more painfully.
He drew her close into his arms. Running his palm down her back, he encouraged her to kiss him again. Tentatively, she leaned forward, locked her arms around his neck and kissed him. Gaara restrained himself from grabbing her body. He opened his lips to let her explored his mouth. Sakura obeyed his silence order by stroking lower bottom with her wet tongue. She nibbled his lower lip gently.
Too slow. Gaara nearly groaned with impatience. He took over the kiss by kissing her ferociously. Sakura gasped in surprise as his arms tightened around her body to be molded perfectly into his. His hands clenched unclenched her back impatiently and a deep rumble came out from his throat as his kiss deepened. Sakura kissed him with the same urgency and moaned softly when he let go of her mouth to kiss her throat.
He wanted to take her now, on the table full with papers. But he struggled to restrain himself from the intention. He won't. Not for this time. For a reason that he could not understand, he wanted her to remember her first time in his bed. He clenched his teeth tightly when Sakura's body oh-so-innocently brushed his full arousal.
Gathering his last strength, he finally summoned his sand to bring them back to his house.

Sakura clung to him like a dear life when the sand finally opened its cocoon before dispersed into air like vapor. She looked around and found out they were back to his room. The bed was oddly neat and tidy, unlike the messy condition she had left this morning. But the familiar masculine scent that clung to the room reminded her of the last night incident.
She stepped back from Gaara, her right hand rubbed her left arm nervously, before finally looked up to him. His face was still expressionless but a hint of flush on his cheeks and glittering pale green eyes betrayed his usual impassive face.
"Undress me." he commanded softly. Sakura stared at him and frowned. If he still thought she was willing to play a cat and mouse game with him…
"Now." The command was short but full of authority. Still scowling she obeyed in half- hearted. She reached out the buttons of his red suit to undo them one by one. After her task finished, he casually shrugged off his suit onto the floor. He put his hands on his hips and waited her to work on his trousers.
His body was lean and muscled. A little tanned, not pale like he used to be as a kid. No doubt he had been training under the sun. He was in average male height, not tall and large like his brother. The way she stood in front of him and tilted upward to hold his gaze earlier, he maybe was on the same height as Naruto.
Sakura stopped her thinking. What was she doing, starring and measuring him like that?
But Sakura could not help but to notice the big bulging in his black trousers. Curiously, she unzipped it.
His arousal was springing out alive. Sakura sucked her breath in shock and felt the warm crept all over her body. But her shock replaced with high curiosity in seconds as it was throbbing and became larger under her scrutiny.
In curious, she bent and leaned forward. She touched it gingerly. The pink head was actually elastically soft; her mouth formed an O in wonder. She rubbed the tip of it, and the drop of colorless liquid was oozing out from the slit. Gaara suddenly grabbed her shoulders, let out a hoarse sound with a ragged breath.
How odd, he looked like he was in pain or something. Her fingers trailed from the tip to the body and squeezed it softly. Gaara let a low rumble and jerked himself in her palm. Fascinated, she squeezed harder and was rewarded with another deep groan.
She looked up to his face. His head was tilted upward and closing his eyes with his mouth slightly opened. Was it pleasure? Or pain?
Sakura stared at the man in front of her in fascination. This was Sabaku no Gaara, the Kazekage of Suna. The most fearsome commander of the Wind Country. But now he was helplessly under her soft female hand.
So this was what he meant earlier. She felt a sense of power by manipulating his strong body under her touch.
Her gaze was back to his arousal. How was it taste like? She licked her bottom lip in wonder. She looked up again and saw he was looking down at her. She moistened her lips and he understood her intention. He combed her hair with both of his hands and brought her head lower to his arousal.
She could smell a faint musky scent coming from his erection. She inhaled it before closing her mouth around him. He shuddered and tugged her hair tighter. He gave a low cry and jerked into her mouth forcefully as she suckled it strongly. Using his hand he finally opened her mouth to let himself out. She reluctantly at first, wanted to see what would happen to the end but his other hand kneaded her shoulder in gentle warning.
"That's enough. You win. Let's go to the next round." His voice was oddly hoarse and ragged. Eyes wide, Sakura still did not understand his meaning.
He scooped her up onto his arms and put her to the bed. Before she could utterly a word he crushed his mouth to hers. Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck and obliged his demands by opening her mouth for the intrusion. He slid one leg between her thighs and leaned down over her to deepen his kiss. She moaned at the feel of his weight pressed down against her body.
Sakura felt a current jolt through her body as he boldly grabbed her breasts and squeezed them with not so gently manner. He left her mouth to nuzzle the hollow of her neck before continued to the downward. Her hand was combing his hair and tugged it slightly with a hiss sound when he bit her visible nipple through her red shirt. Her upper body arched with a ragged breath and brought his head to her breasts closer. Gaara compiled her silent demand by suckled her nipple with a wet sound before paid attention to another breast.
Sakura could feel the throbbing sensation between her legs and her nipples were swelling hard as he suckled it strongly. She could feel the warm liquid from between her legs running down over her thighs. A dark sensual excitement vibrated through her as he shredded her shirt impatiently in lightning speed and then pressed his mouth on her neck. His hands were working for the rest of her clothes and for the next seconds she was only in her bra and panties.
Desperately Sakura brought down his head to kiss him. His hands were busy squeezing her breasts and unhooked her bra, and then he threw it carelessly onto the floor. His mouth was never left hers as his hand roaming all over her body. He slid his fingers under the panties to the place between her legs. Sakura gasped when his fingers searching around for her tiny bud before pressed and rotated it. A white hot spasm filled her vision as her body recognized his familiar touch and responded uncontrollably.
Gaara looked down at her half naked body with his hot gaze lingered on her private part. She let him rolled down her panties and gasped when he kissed her secret place with his tongue slid between the wet lips. She arched her body and pulled his hair in ecstasy as he stroked and circled her nub using his tongue. Her thighs were bending on his shoulders as his head went deep between her legs. He grabbed her buttocks and squeezed them in the rhythmic motion.
A sinful pleasure streak through her body as her hips followed the rhythm. Her nub was swelling and throbbing, as he drew into his mouth and suckled it. She bit her bottom lip to prevent her for crying out. His gently bite made her finally climaxed along with rushed liquid came out from between her legs.
Sakura went limp on the release. Her core was still throbbing and highly sensitive at his touch.
Gaara finally looked up at her overly warmed face.
"1-1" he said grimly.
Her eyes widened. "Wait," she breathed helplessly.
But Gaara began to kiss her mouth again to silence her protest. He growled deeply when he rubbed his cheeks against her sweaty naked breasts. Sakura stroke his hair and moaned again when he suckled the nipple. Then without warning, he spread her thighs and plunged deep.
Shock. Pain. Full invasion. She winced and drops of tear escaped from her eyes as the pain was so unbearable. She felt so snugly stretched and felt pinned down by his heavy body.
"So tight," he gasped. "You are too tight." He breathed heavily in her ear. He began to thrust deeper.
"No, Gaara," she protested and winced in pain. "It's too…"
"Shh…" his breath sharpened. "It's going to get better soon." He murmured softly.
He pressed his lips on her forehead, tried to soothe her pain by rubbing his cheek over her temple. The pain was slowly dimmed and replaced with a tingling sensation.
Sakura moved her hips upward and felt her wetness rushed out to welcome his length slithering down deeper within her. She was rewarded with a hot white spasm that filled her vision. Her core was deliciously throbbing and clung tightly around him when she moved again.
"Don't move." He groaned.
His body shook and wet with perspiration. He held her nape and kissed her deeply. Her hands desperately clung to him. He pressed his lips on her throat and inhaled deep. Then he began to move.
The sweat pooled between their warm bodies made their movement so slick and erotically as he pumped into her. She moved against him, rocking back to meet each stroke. His body was out of control as he moving faster, rammed into her, taking her harder.
"Give it to me," he said grimly.
Sakura arched her body and cried out as the tension building higher. She wrapped her legs around his hips tightly and tried to match her movement on the same pace of his. Her hands were damp from his sweaty body and she tightened her grip against his hard length. With her mind was clouded with lust and passion, she still could not understand his meaning.
"Give….now."
She gasped in surprise as he lifted her legs on his shoulders to thrust deeper and pumped harder. He slid his finger down to the between of their bodies met. Suddenly Sakura felt like all the blood rushed to the centre of her core as he pressed and stroked hard at her wet nub.
She screamed as her core clenched more tightly, pulsating wildly before the hot white spark of orgasms washed over her body.
His body suddenly tensed rigidly. Then he drew out his length from her body and spurted his seed onto her stomach. She felt the warm liquid on her belly before he fell forward over her body and went limp. She could feel his heart still beating fast against her naked chest and his ragged breath blew faintly in her ear.
The air around them was saturated with sweat and hot steamy scent, as their bodies were still shuddering and breathless. Gaara finally moved by tightened his arm over her body before rolled over on his side and taken her with him. He drew her close, tightened his arm around her, and then snored softly in her ear.
She sighed at the comfortable feeling. Never had she felt so tired in her life before, with her body felt so warm and overly used. She yawned sleepily and snuggled in his arms, made him grunted in response at her sudden movement.
She smiled tiredly before closing her eyes. Maybe this was a good deal after all.

"No!" She gasped in panic. Gaara stirred and opened his eyes immediately. Sakura was shouting, her arms and leg flailing uncontrollable. Her eyes were still closed but her face contoured with pain and anguish.
"No, no, no, no…" she still sobbed. Her eyes dampened with tears. She was having a nightmare, Gaara frowned in realization. She was moving in a restless state with her naked body was warm and sweating glisteningly.
"No, Sasuke, no…"
Gaara froze. So the nightmare involved her infamous lover. Gaara stared grimly at her. An odd feeling that he could not comprehend sprouted deep within him. Angry? Pain? Possessiveness? He couldn't even understand his own feelings at this moment.
She was still sobbing and moved restlessly. His hand awkwardly brushed the tendrils of her hair and stroked her face lightly. She finally stopped sobbing and sighed contently at his touch.
Using his mind Gaara willed his sand to switch off the light and unlatched one of the windows. The cool air from the night breeze rushed in; bring the fresh scent from the desert. The night was beautifully silence and dark as everyone in the village with exception of the guards, was deep into slumber.
He gathered her back into his arms and covered both of them with the blanket. He stroked her back lightly and watched her slept. She sighed again and snuggled against him to find more comfortable and warm spot.
He couldn't contain his smile as a surge of a male satisfaction rushed up through him and warming his heart at the sight of her sleeping peacefully in his arms.
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