I woke up, disturbed by a streak of light obstructing my vision, I reached out of bed and grabbed my phone from the dresser to check the time. It was still nine in the morning. A memory lapse occurred as my naked body shivered at the cold air in the room.
I sat up quickly and looked to my side, finding only the left side of the bed empty and the sheets rumpled. The window was open, and that was probably where the cold I was feeling was coming from. I got up to close it and groaned as I felt a discomfort near my stomach.
"Shit, at least before he left, he had the decency to open the window to let the smell out." I grumbled as I closed the window along with the curtains.
It wasn't the first time Sasuke and I had sex, much less the only time he'd left me alone the next morning.
I remember the first time it happened; he simply proudly took my first time and left the next morning as if nothing had happened. I cried for the rest of the day as I stared at the note he'd left next to the paper, which said to use the money for a morning-after pill.
He was such an idiot he barely remembered I'd assured him I was on birth control, and he certainly barely remembered last night either. But I was even more of an idiot, having let this same scenario repeat itself for the last three months.
"This is the last one, I swear to god, Sasuke." I promised myself, a failed promise I made every time the scenario repeated.
I won't lie, I had some hope that things between us would change. That one day he would develop feelings for me, and that instead of leaving the next morning, he would stay to take a shower with me or make me breakfast.
And also that one day he would stop texting me or seeing me only on saturday nights, ignoring me during the week.
I went into the bathroom and took a long shower, taking advantage of the fact that today was sunday and it was the end of my medical school semester. I no longer needed to worry about assignments or exams; everything was already submitted, and I just had to hope for the best.
I should have been enjoying this time of euphoria and youth to have fun, but instead I decided to focus on finding ways to engage with my "situation ship."
I mean, I don't think it even qualifies as that. Is there any word to describe fucking someone every saturday night and leaving them the next morning? I could only be considered a toy to him.
When I finished cleaning myself and changing to my clothes, I realized I had received a message on my cell phone. It was Ino once again asking me to have breakfast with her. It had become routine, every sunday morning we'd get together to share what we'd done during the week, more specifically on the last saturday night, which was when she went partying and needed someone to talk to or help with her hangover.
I quickly replied confirming my presence, grabbed my bag and left my apartment, heading toward the coffee shop just a few minutes from my building and the university. Among a crowd of college students and workers, I spotted a small white and purple dot.
"Saky!" She called me even though I had already noticed her among the chairs in the outdoor area, I noticed that Ino had even done me the favor and bought the iced coffee that I always ordered. I walked over to her and threw myself into the chair across from her, holding my coffee and sighing as I felt the cold liquid touch my lips and wake my mind. "So, how was your week?"
"It wasn't so bad, kind of boring, actually." I leaned back in my chair, staring at her.
Gosh, sometimes I felt so inferior compared to Ino, and if it weren't for her being my childhood friend I would already be thinking that she was close to me just out of pity, or Ino would be bullying me and ignoring me whenever I came into her sight. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair, smooth white skin, a perfect body and style, and she was always at the best parties and with the most incredible, gorgeous guys.
I couldn't deny that sometimes I'd let my gaze wander over her body and those huge breasts she was always showing off. Just because she's my best friend doesn't mean I can't agree that she's doing great. Especially since Ino and I have always been close since we were kids, I remember like yesterday when we were teenagers and practiced kissing each other.
While I, well, I was just there, existing. Studying medicine was draining all my energy, fortunately I was already in my last semester of college, but in the early years... I lived only for that.
I managed to go to a few parties, but I still made some good friends who I thanked every day for them. I also didn't get to enjoy my last summer vacation much because I was either completing my internship at a hospital or studying for subjects I struggled with.
Appearance? Well, I couldn't put much effort into it either, I was more focused on my studies, the only thing I didn't leave aside was touching up my hair color. My clothes were dull, my makeup was just lip gloss and my body was practically erased compared to Ino's.
And as for guys… I'd spent the last few years focused on just one, and that one always left me feeling naked and afraid the next morning.
"So, how was last night?" I asked, trying to stop her from asking about me.
"It was something, I didn't go out anywhere because I promised Hinata I'd go to a club with her tonight. A freshman put us on his guest list, just to 'look cool' to his friends and pretend he knows senior girls." She rolled her eyes as she sipped her coffee.
"And Hinata agreed to go?" I found it strange, Hinata was like me, but instead of being "off" because she was always very busy, her personality itself was like that. Hinata was shy but still beautiful, even though she didn't dress up as much as Ino, her eyes and breasts caught anyone's attention.
"I was surprised too, but she did agree." She put the cup down on the table and stared at a spot on my neck, making me put my hand up to try to find out if there was an insect on me. "Again, Sakura?"
Damn, it wasn't the first time Ino had scolded me for letting a boy play house with me.
"I know he's rich and handsome, but damn, you've been playing this game for years! And don't tell me he's changing, because if you're here with me now, it's because you were alone in the apartment."
"I know, Ino, you don't have to remind me every time." I grabbed my phone and started scrolling through Instagram, trying to block out the stares people were giving our table. Ino was always so loud when she got angry... "And you don't have to yell, either."
"You know what? You're coming with me tonight." She snatched my phone from my hands and opened the camera, pointing to a QR code on her phone.
I watched her enter my information into an unknown page and save a screenshot of the QR code to my gallery.
"U really think I'm going? I don't like going out to parties like you do."
And I really didn't like it. I didn't like dancing, so what was the point in leaning in a corner with a drink or a phone in my hand? Not to mention I still had to pay for drinks and an Uber ride home.
"Be ready at eleven and I'll come by your house to pick you up. No excuses this time. Hinata will be there too!" She handed me back my phone and put hers back in her bag. "Do you have anything else to tell me?"
"No, but know that—"
"Great, kisses, and see you later." She got up from her chair and kissed my cheek before walking quickly away from the cafe we were sitting in.
I sighed tiredly as I stared at the QR code with the club's name on my cell phone screen, maybe it wouldn't be as bad as I imagined. I finished my iced coffee and got up, walking back to my apartment to finish cleaning up last night's mess.
The day passed quickly, and around nine o'clock at night I started looking for something to wear. My closet was in dire straits, and for a moment I seriously considered taking the extra money my parents had sent me for my birthday and spending it all on new clothes.
At the back of my closet, I found a dress Ino had given me for my eighteenth birthday, and I was already 22. It was a short, dark red halter dress; in my honest opinion, it was extremely obscene and unsuitable for any occasion.
I remember Ino gave it to me hidden from my parents, I had just been accepted into university and we were having a big celebration. She said I would wear the dress to college parties, saying that men liked women with big breasts, but they loved even more those with small breasts but with thin waists and big butts.
At that time, I just grabbed the dress and threw it into the back of the closet, what a futile thought… But maybe it could be useful today.
I didn't want to wear the same old mini skirts and look too casual compared to everyone else. This dress was the only outfit I had that resembled what girls usually wore to parties.
I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror, I looked really good, even better than I thought I would. And I guess I could say I felt confident for the first time this year, it clung to my curves, but not uncomfortably. I turned back and noticed the hideous line of my panties beneath the tight fabric. God, now I understood why Ino said she usually didn't wear anything under dresses, the line was so ugly.
I searched my underwear drawer for the thinnest panties I owned, but I couldn't find any. The thongs I had were too thick and kept showing, they were only wearable for the gym. I gave up looking and resigned myself to wearing nothing underneath, it was normal, right? I just needed to be extra careful when sitting down.
A beautiful makeup, nothing extravagant, just the basics but with a more special touch, my hair as usual and a pair of beautiful gold heels I had. And then I was finally ready.
I realized I'd taken so long to get ready that it was already close to 11 p.m. I grabbed my bag and put my cell phone and house keys in it. Locked the apartment and went downstairs to wait for Ino, hoping I wouldn't be drinking or arriving home after dawn.
I saw a car approach and stop in front of my building, I was leaning against the door and not standing on the sidewalk, I was afraid I looked like a prostitute or something like that. I only recognized it as Ino when she rolled down the window and called out to me.
"Sakura! My God, I almost didn't recognize you!" She leaned halfway out the window, opening the back door as I approached. "You look beautiful. Is that the dress I gave you years ago? I knew you'd look perfect in it."
I blushed at Ino's compliments, sitting behind her and next to Hinata, who greeted me with the same enthusiasm.
"Wow, Sakura, red looks beautiful on you."
"You both look beautiful too," I said shyly. Hinata was wearing something more basic, a slightly tight dress with ruffles on the skirt and sleeves. In contrast to Ino, who wore her usual extravagant clothes, a low-cut black dress so short that I doubted she could bend down without showing anything.
A lapse of memory hit me, if Ino was in the passenger seat, then who was driving?
My gaze shifted diagonally, and my gaze met a man's. He had dark hair tied back in a ponytail and wore a dark green sweatshirt that wasn't appropriate for the event. He stared at me with a bored expression, as if he were there only out of obligation.
"Can we go now?" He looked away, staring at Ino.
"Yes, let's go. Oh, Sakura, remember that friend of mine? That's Shikamaru. He's driving us because I plan on drinking myself into a stupor today." Ino leaned into the backseat to look at me, then sat back down after a second glance at my outfit and smiled. "He's as calm as you, you two will get along."
Ino had mentioned him before; they'd been friends for a few years, but I'd never had the opportunity to meet him in person. He seemed like a decent person, he would probably barely say anything and I would easily forget him after a few days.
We talked the whole way, Ino, as always, didn't shut up and Hinata responded happily, I just made small additions to the conversation along with Shikamaru, who always responded with an "Uh-huh" when Ino included him.
During all the noisy conversation, I noticed the boy's constant gaze on me, especially on my bare legs that were in his field of vision, his gaze even rising a little higher. When we stopped at the traffic light, he rested his arm on the back of Ino's seat, coming close to touching me. I decided to simply ignore the looks and the signs, preferring to focus on the conversation that was happening and leave that thought for later.
We had to park a few streets away from the club to avoid paying for parking, and Ino walked happily with her arm wrapped around mine, using the cool night air as an excuse and commenting on how amazing she would be.
"Wow Sakura, it looks like you've completely forgotten about that emo thing. You're ready to attack." She continued on, making jokes about my appearance. "Hinata too, she only came because the golden retriever was coming with Shikamaru." What?
"Keep it up and it'll be the last time I go out with you and dress like this. And what's this history, Hinata?" I glanced back, but the girl just lowered her head in embarrassment.
"Calm down, forehead, I'm just surprised. I'd forgotten about that gorgeous ass you have." I felt Ino's hands start to slide around my waist, and I quickly pulled away. The blonde started laughing and teasing me, I didn't care, I was already used to it.
I wondered if the scene was strange for Shikamaru and Hinata, who were walking behind us. When we arrived at the club we walked straight past the huge line at the door, I found it funny that Shikamaru walked past people and greeted them. He didn't seem like the type of person who frequented these places often.
We simply showed our QR codes and skipped ahead of everyone in line. There were already quite a few people inside, and the stuffy air was starting to warm me up.
"I'm going to smoke." Shikamaru walked away from us and went outside.
"As always..." Ino rolled her eyes, then turned to me cheerfully. "What do you think of him, Saky? He's my best friend, he reminds me of you, I think that's why we get along so well."
"He seems like a chill guy, probably smokes a lot of weed."
"Oh, definitely." She laughed at the insinuation, Hinata was a little uncomfortable beside us, whenever the subject of drugs came up she became uncomfortable, even if it was the lightest like cigarettes or alcohol. "Let's have a drink."
We went to the bar and Ino immediately ordered three shots of tequila, while I ordered a glass of gin to go with it. I used to drink like an alcoholic, using the excuse of having something to keep in my hand while I was standing somewhere. I downed the shot quickly with Ino, while Hinata struggled to swallow the liquid.
As soon as I got my drink, Ino pulled me over close to the DJ table and started forcing me to dance with her. I tried my best since I wasn't used to it, but I think it was enough to not look like a weirdo in front of other people.
"Sakura, I think they're going to take pictures of us, act natural." I barely had time to process what she'd said before Ino grabbed my waist and pulled me against her body. I automatically wrapped my arms around her neck and followed the rhythm of the music, almost letting my glass tip over onto her blond hair.
Ino's hands moved dangerously around my waist, down to my lower back and threatened to grab my ass or hike up my dress. I suddenly felt like I was being watched; remembering I wasn't wearing anything underneath, I lowered the hem of my dress a little to avoid revealing too much. Ino seemed to notice but didn't say anything about it.
I continued moving my body close to the other people for a few minutes, quickly emptying my glass of gin. A few flashes would occasionally pass by my eyes, but I assumed it was just the club's colored lights or maybe those photographers Ino had mentioned, all I know is that those constant lights were starting to blind me.
The feeling of being watched didn't disappear. I turned my gaze around the club and scanned it, finally noticing Hinata's disappearance but quickly finding her.
Hinata was leaning against a couch next to a tall, blond boy. She was chatting happily with him and looking at him admiringly, but his gaze was directed at someone else, and that person was me. I was confused by the stare, was this how people in clubs showed interest in others? After he realized I'd noticed, he smirked and crossed his arms, answering something Hinata had asked.
When she moved her face to see what he was looking at, I looked away, but only found another voyeur. Shikamaru was sitting on the couch next to the blond, his legs spread and a glass of beer resting on the armrest. He was looking at me the same way the other man was, but when he noticed me staring back, he looked away and went back to talking to the people sitting next to him.
What the hell was that?
I raised the glass to my lips and realized there was only melted ice in it; I needed another drink. I turned around and realized Ino was busy with other people, she wouldn't miss me.
I walked back to the bar and leaned my back against it, wondering what I should order and what to do next. I wasn't really in the mood to be in the spotlight again with Ino, but Hinata seemed too busy with someone else right now.
"Hellooo!" I turned around uncomfortably when I heard a voice interrupt my thoughts. I stared at the owner of the cheerful voice that had just shouted in my ear.
The same smiling blond who had been chatting with Hinata minutes ago was standing beside me, his arm resting on the bar behind me, uncomfortably close to me. If I hadn't already been a little drunk, I would have pushed him away.
"I came to keep you company." I held back from snapping at him and saying, 'I didn't ask for your company,' but I just gave him a kind, fake smile. "Would you like something to drink?"
At least he'd buy me something to drink. My face brightened and I said cheerfully that I wanted another glass of gin, I offered to pay (just a test to see how insistent he would be on paying, and also for him to see what a polite girl I am) and he firmly refused.
"What's your name, miss?" He handed me the glass, raising his own to his lips.
"Sakura Haruno." I smiled, trying to hide the way the drink burned down my throat.
"Beautiful, and you look like a sakura blossom." I felt his fingers caress my arm, which was close to his hands. "I'm Naruto Uzumaki."
"It's a pleasure to meet you." I held out my hands and took the opportunity to move away from his touch and stand in front of him.
"Pleasure only in bed." He squeezed my hand gently.
How awful, the last time I heard flirting as bad as this was in a terrible romantic comedy movie.
"And do you guarantee it?" I provoked him, I had nothing to lose.
"Do you want to find out?" He smirked, he had a perfect smile that drew me in, but I didn't care about that thought right now.
"Jeez." I rolled my eyes and turned my back to him. He had already bought me a drink, so there was no point in continuing the conversation.
He realized I wasn't joking and placed a hand on my shoulder, turning me around to face him again. I was about to start arguing with him when Naruto opened his mouth again.
"You're not even going to say thank you?!" He said indignantly, changing the tone he'd used to address me seconds ago.
"Thank you." I gave a fake smile and turned away again, starting to look for Hinata, who must have been alone by now.
My peripheral vision was blocked by Naruto stepping in front of me, his tall and manly body almost covering me, forcing me to take a step back.
"You're not even going to give me a chance to talk to you?" Talk? In this place with the music so loud it hurts your ears?
I looked at his face impatiently, only to notice those ocean-blue eyes staring at me as if begging for mercy. Damn, he was handsome, I couldn't deny that, but he was probably
Fuck, who doesn't like dumb blondes?
"Okay, okay, we can talk." I finally gave in and was graced with the sight of his smile and cheerful face.
He said something I couldn't hear before grabbing my hand and pulling me in an unfamiliar direction. I'd never interacted so much with a man in a club before, was that how things worked? Would he take me to the bathroom and ask for a blowjob or kiss him? Surely that was the "talk" for club regulars.
I noticed that in the distance, Shikamaru was looking at me, analyzing my person while I was being carried away by Naruto. Weird, maybe I should pay attention later in case he was a kidnapper and was marking me as a victim.
I was taken to the outside of the club, a place I'd never been before because the area was mostly occupied by smokers, but at least the music was quieter and made it possible to talk without shouting.
Naruto sat on a step in a corner away from the crowd, probably a spot where couples used to have fun, but was thankfully empty before we arrived. I didn't sit next to him, preferring to stand in front of him, leaning against the wall. Because he was tall, we weren't in an awkward position, his head was close to my stomach, so even if he leaned down, he couldn't see what's under my dress.
"Do you know Hinata?" I asked, remembering them talking earlier. "I saw you two talking earlier."
He sighed heavily and ran his hands through his hair, leaning back to get a better look at me.
"Hmm, I know, you two are friends, right?" Naruto drank the rest of the drink from his glass and placed it on the floor next to him.
Well, that was probably the boy Ino had mentioned earlier, not the freshman, but the golden retriever Hinata was trying to leash.
"Yeah, I think she mentioned you."
"Yeah, we've been talking for a while. I really like her, as a friend." He looked away.
So it was the situation I'd already imagined: Hinata had a crush on him, but Naruto didn't. And Ino had brought her along to try to interact with the boy, trying to bring them together.
"I already told her, and even though she insists she doesn't care and that we can still be friends, I can tell she has feelings. And I don't like that because I don't want to hurt her, much less play with her heart." He looked at me with pain in his eyes, seemingly at a loss for what to do.
Naruto looked like a classic surfer crush who hooked up with girls without strings attached, but from the way he spoke and the humble expression on his face, it was clear to me he wasn't just any himbo.
"I can't say I understand because I've never been through anything like this, but it really is a complicated situation." I leaned my head against the wall as I shook the ice in my glass. "If you're asking my opinion, I think you should step away for a while, let her cool down."
"That's what I'm trying to do, but she always seems to follow me. It seems like we live on coincidences, we're always at the same parties or the same coffee shop at eleven o'clock at night!" He rested his elbows on his knees and rested his head in his hands, looking troubled.
I felt empathy for him taking care of me, I wanted to say that as he already suspected, these weren't coincidences and that a blonde might be involved in this, but I preferred not to get involved in a problem that wasn't mine. His head was close to my hands and I reached out to run my hand through his blond hair, trying to comfort him.
Naruto lifted his head at the gesture and looked at me with those same needy eyes from before. God, the way he looked a little submissive sitting across from me was sexy as hell. Suddenly, he stood up and faced me, a little too close.
"Keep insisting, or find someone else to take her place." I smiled, trying to sound as kind as possible and not noticing the other meanings of my sentence.
"And you, Sakura? Shikamaru told me you are besties with Ino, but this is the first time I've seen you with her." He leaned sideways against the wall next to me. "And I hang out with both of them a lot."
So he and Shikamaru were great friends too… it seems I had found that big group of party friends that Ino was always with on weekend nights.
"It's a little late for that, but I decided to start going out just now."
"Any specific reason?" He raised an eyebrow, suddenly seeming interested in hearing some new gossip.
"Ahmm, no, I just have time now, since I'm finishing medical school." I'm not going to tell some "stranger" that the reason for my whole liberation was the hatred I had harbored for another man.
Naruto's expression was funny, he was surprised by my words and opened his mouth dramatically.
"Medical? Damn, you must be really smart!" He straightened his posture and looked me up and down.
"Don't I look like that?" I asked because of the way he analyzed me.
"I don't know, intelligent people are usually ugly, always with their faces buried in books or neglected." I finished my glass, smiling at his words. Little did he know I'd been almost like that for the past few months. "You're a rare combination, hot and intelligent."
Thanks, Naruto. Even though you're a bit rusty with flirting, you still made me feel confident with that compliment.
"Well, I guess I can say the same about you." He looked at me in surprise. "I thought you were just a pretty face and a gold digger, but you're actually nice, and honest, I guess."
He smiled happily again, even seeming a little shy at my words. The blonde took advantage of the fact that I was more relaxed and leaned against me, getting even closer and holding my waist.
"You're really a rare thing to find, Sakura, I don't even know what you're doing here." I let him stay close to me, not even bothering with the sudden physical contact.
The attraction was obvious, his attraction to me, and I couldn't deny that I was starting to find the way he smiled and his dimples always showing extremely sexy.
Suddenly Sasuke came to mind, I remembered our last night and the way he always looked at me without expression, as if he was doing me a favor by having sex with me. Damn, Naruto was definitely the kind of guy who would fuck while laughing.
I became serious and stared at his lips again. I couldn't even use as an excuse that I was too drunk to kiss him, since I had only had two glasses and he seemed sober than me.
When I went close to him, he moved faster, gripping my waist tightly, and as if we were fire and water colliding we began to kiss. Naruto's mouth against mine was the softest and wildest thing I'd ever felt before; it was as if he'd been desperate or waiting all day for this. I cupped his face with one hand and deepened the kiss, slipping my tongue into his mouth and tasting the faint alcohol in his saliva.
His hands moved from my waist to my ass in one swift movement, squeezing tightly there and beginning to show signs of wanting to get under my tight dress. I bit his lower lip lightly before pulling away from him to look at his face, he was looking at me breathlessly and with furrowed eyebrows, almost like a Calvin Klein model.
I lowered one hand to his neck and grabbed it there, while the other ran down his chest until it reached the waistband of his pants. Well, if he was going to tease me like that in public, then I would do the same.
I didn't even care if anyone was watching the strange movement in that corner.
Instead of slipping my hand down his pants, I reached up to the bottom of his shirt and slipped it inside, feeling the skin of his defined abs against my fingers. I ran my nails down his stomach and smiled when I heard him sigh into my mouth.
"You're anxious." He said as he pulled away from my mouth, still staying close enough to my face. "Do you want me to fuck this pussy tonight?"
His hands remained on my ass, but his leg leaned forward and placed me between it, pressing my hot, exposed core against his denim. I wondered if people outside were getting such an indecent view, even though we were hidden in a far corner.
I don't know what had gotten into me, if someone I knew had seen me in that situation, they would probably have thought I was someone else. I wouldn't put myself in situations like that, much less in public. And much less paid attention to a guy who probably just wanted a booty call.
"Are you going to fuck me?" I spoke without thinking, his hot, panting breath against my face was distracting me, I promise that in my normal state I wouldn't act like that.
He seemed pleased with the answer and kissed me again, running his tongue along the back of my teeth and squeezing my thighs.
"Oh, I will, but not here." He pulled away suddenly, leaving me confused. "'Want to go to my apartment?"I was surprised, not by being propositioned for sex, but by going to Naruto's apartment. Did he already trust me that much? Sasuke had never let me set foot where he lived, even though he lived alone and had known me for over three years.
"Sure. Let's get out of this club." I smiled and took his hand when he extended it.
"Then hold on a little while, I'll catch you soon." He began pulling me around, and I followed him like a child being pulled by its parent's hand.
I followed him to the club's exit, looking around for any sign of Ino or Hinata along the way. If she had left then she would have already sent me a message letting me know, she was probably also with some guy somewhere.
For a moment, I felt sorry for Hinata. Besides the fact that her love interest was taking me to his place to have sex, she must have been alone or with someone annoying at the club.
Naruto stopped outside the club and pulled me against him, forcing me to stay pressed against him while he scrolled through something on his phone.
"I'll call an Uber." I was so close to his body that I could even see the screen of his phone, which was close to his face. "It shouldn't take long."
It didn't take long, in fact; it was enough time for me to wrap my arms around Naruto's neck again and for him to kiss me again. Our teeth clashed, and the kiss was a little rougher than the last time. I didn't care about the people passing by us on the street, looking judgmentally at us, they probably thought we were just another drunk couple leaving the club to go home to have sex. He had gripped the back of my thigh tightly, leaving crescent-shaped nail marks on the skin, and when he started to move his hands up a little, he received a notification on his phone.
As soon as I got in the car, I took the opportunity to grab my cell phone and send a message to Ino saying that I was already going "home". It was a huge surprise to me when she replied saying that Shikamaru had already told her that I was with Naruto.
Now, why the fuck was Shikamaru in my business?
The drive to Naruto's place was calm, I thought he'd spend the entire trip trying to touch me in the backseat of the car in front of the driver. But when the driver asked if we'd had a good night, he ended up engaging in a lively conversation that lasted all the way to our destination.
Naruto opened the door and held out his hand, helping me out of the car without my dress riding up and revealing too much. I looked around and realized I knew the street we were on; it was close to the university and probably close to my house, if I had to walk back, it wouldn't be that far.
As I stood in the elevator waiting to go up to my floor, Naruto smiled at me as he ran a hand down my arm. I returned the expression as I tried to hide my nervousness at entering a man's house for the first time in my life.
As soon as we entered the apartment, he offered me a glass of water, which I accepted to try to mask my nervousness and help clear some of the blurred vision I still had from the alcohol. While he was in the kitchen, I took the opportunity to examine the place; it was dark because he hadn't even bothered to turn on the lights, but I could still see a bit of a mess in the room, but I think that's what you'd expect from a house where a man lives alone.
Naruto handed me a glass of cold water, and I drank it quickly, I handed the empty glass back to him and thanked. He turned to put the glass away, and I bent down to start taking off my shoes. When I stood up, Naruto was standing in front of me, staring at me savagely, as if I was a prey who had just stepped into his predator's territory.
All my previous nervousness disappeared at that moment, I went towards him and he grabbed me and pulled me against him tightly, starting to kiss me and press our bodies against the wall next to the door. His warm lips began to move against my cold mouth, making me feel weak in his arms.
I sighed as I felt Naruto's tongue and teeth lightly brushing my lips, I opened my eyes slightly to see his half-closed eyes, looking directly at me with eyes full of desire over the darkness of the room. I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck as I opened my mouth, letting his warm, wet tongue slide into mine, our tongues moved against each other, swirling, sliding, and poking against each other in the most sensual way possible. The kiss continued for almost a minute until I felt breathless and slowly pulled away, breathing heavily.
He pulled his face away from me and grabbed my waist, leading me toward his bedroom (the place wasn't that big, so it was only a few steps to get there) and placing me in front of his bed. Naruto threw all the unfolded clothes and sheets that were in a mess on the bed onto the floor, and instead of throwing me violently onto the bed like I was used to, he sat down and brought me between his legs, looking at me directly as he began to move his hand up my thigh to the hem of my dress, starting to pull it up.
"Damn, Sakura, you're going to be my death." He turned his gaze to me and brought his face closer to my legs. "So wet, you smell so good…" He stared at my private parts, seemingly mesmerized by the scent.
He was tall, but his bed was so close to the floor that I thought it was supported by a wooden pallet, so Naruto only had to lean down a little to have his face immediately pressed against my pussy.
I was about to lower myself and place my hands on his chest, pushing him back and straddling him, when Naruto grabbed my ass tightly and pulled me closer to him, shoving his face between my legs without even letting me react.
"Naruto!" I moaned his name as I felt his wet mouth envelop the spot between my legs.
He kept his eyes fixed on me as the tip of his tongue traced gentle circles on my clitoris. In all my sexual life this had never happened to me before, and my only reaction was to grab Naruto's golden hair to keep from fainting from pleasure on top of him.
The circular, methodical movements against my body only made me tremble more and more, and I didn't even bother to moan Naruto's name as loudly as possible. He didn't seem to mind my euphoria and continued devouring me as if I were the best thing he'd ever eaten. His tongue descended to my entrance and quickly began a rhythm of thrusts, forcing me to arch against his face and have to brace one of my legs on the mattress to keep from falling.
Every movement of Naruto's tongue was a precise and cruel stroke, it seemed like he knew exactly how to tease me, where to thrust, when to soften. And every reaction of mine he seemed to be consuming as if it were vital.
"You're so fucking delicious." His hand gripped my hip tightly as he began to tremble violently against his face. His mouth sucked hard on my clitoris, his tongue playing with that sensitive spot in a way that didn't make me last long against his thrusts.
"Naruto! W-wait, I'm going!" I grabbed his hair, trying to pull his face away from me, but he only forced himself forward and quickened his movements.
My mouth opened in a silent scream as a massive orgasm hit me, making me feel like a virgin who'd never experienced anything like it before. I mean, I really hadn't, no one had ever made me cum like that.
It had been so long since I'd experienced a descending orgasm during sex that now it felt divine. Feeling it all was almost spiritual; a few tears even streamed down my face.
He continued moving his tongue for a few more minutes before slowly stopping, catching every trace of my liquids that were left behind. Naruto pulled his face away from between my legs and looked up, his smile wide and joyful.
"Fuck, you look so hot like this. All sweaty and panting for me." His mouth was red and swollen, while his chin was moist and glistening with an alluring sheen. His fingers reached down and squeezed my legs, slowly lowering me to the bed and sitting next to him.
I felt like the stupidest-looking girl in the world at that moment, except Naruto was a rare exception who found the way my chest was heaving and a few tears had run down my face sexy, probably leaving a trail of mascara on my cheeks.
"Fuck, Sakura, you look like a porn star after you cum." Naruto ran his finger over my parted lips, kissing them lightly and letting me feel a little of my salty taste that had remained in his mouth.
I decided to take the phrase as a compliment, porn actresses were the most attractive and sexy thing, right?
In an act of courage, which I credit to Naruto's earlier flirting, I leaned back on the mattress, pulling the wrinkled fabric of my dress over my head and giving him a view of my breasts. They weren't as large and soft as Ino's and Hinata's, but they were still perky enough to be considered sensual—well, at least to Naruto, they were.
He licked his lips at the sight, leaning forward on the mattress and moving toward where my body was bent. I took advantage of his movements and opened my legs, letting my fingers slide over my skin until I reached where Naruto's mouth was minutes ago. He watched in delight as my fingers ran over the area and opened my pussy to give him a full view of the area.
"Then come here, I need you here, Naruto."
Naruto stood up and reached over to rummage through the nightstand for a condom. It only took a second for him to put it on and return to where my body was, he bent down towards me and licked my neck, slowly moving down to my breasts and biting one nipple lightly, while running a finger over the other and pinching it.
He slides so easily up and down, against my clit and pressing against my entrance that a new moan rises in my throat. Quickly, I feel the pleasure I'd been unable to feel before again.
"Look at you," Naruto curses close to my face, that husky, deep-throated sound I've come to love in that moment. "You're so hot... so sensitive."
He continues rubbing his cock against my entrance, before sliding it in a little.
"Naruto," I drawled, already impatient. "Put your cock in already, fuck me, pleaseee."
He grunted softly, and in the next instant, his hips thrust forward with force and precision, filling me completely. I let out a cry of pleasure as my body arched toward his, my hand gripping one of his biceps as he began to move with a steady, intense rhythm.
Each thrust drew a new moan from me, the room had become a sea of accelerated breathing and the sounds of skin against skin.
"That's it… like that." I said breathlessly, leaving nail marks on his arms due to the force with which I was squeezing him. "God, don't stop."
In that moment, I was just a puddle of desire and pleasure mixed into something carnal and depraved. He didn't answer me, just lifted himself over me and gripped my waist with one hand, while the other braced himself against the mattress. His hips slammed into mine with more force and need, and his breath was so hot against my face that I was starting to feel suffocated.
"Fuck... you're so delicious like this, Sakura." My name came out like a growl from his mouth.
Naruto lowered himself against me and sank his teeth into the skin of my neck, leaving what would later become a mark of what we were experiencing. Every inch of him seemed to pulse inside me, pushing me almost to the edge.
He rose above me again and stared at my face and body for the next few minutes, making me shiver at the sight of his sweaty, panting face. God, it felt like I was in front of a Greek god or something, I felt privileged to be able to witness this firsthand.
Suddenly he grabbed one of my legs and lifted it, holding my thigh and leaving us in a position that made me feel his entire length inside me. I let out a high-pitched moan as I felt how close to cumming I was, and by the way his thrusts became more urgent and impatient, I could tell he was close too.
"nnn" My mouth opened in a silent scream as he moved his hands down my body and pressed his fingers against my clitoris, massaging it hard.
" 'Gonna cum? Cum for me." he breathed, feeling me begin to tighten around him. "Let go."
The pleasure burst inside me like a hot explosion, now, yes, I was screaming, calling his name between moans that reverberated through my chest. This was what I'd always sought and never known how to find. This I knew existed, but Sasuke never had the courage to show me.
And you had never felt so good, so relaxed.
After the intensity of the orgasm, my entire body arched and surrendered to Naruto. He also lost control soon after, letting out a hoarse groan close to my ear and wrapping his strong arms around my body.
The silence that followed was filled only by our heavy breathing, it wasn't uncomfortable at all, quite the opposite. Our bodies remained pressed together by the sweat, and Naruto kept his arms wrapped around me while lightly kissing my neck and the side of my face.
The weight of reality began to weigh down on us, the air began to get too stuffy and I could feel Naruto begin to soften inside me. He slowly pulled out and I let out a short moan at the sensation, his blue eyes captured mine and he smiled.
"It was good?" he asked almost in a whisper, gently running his hand over my face. I turned my face to the side and kissed the palm of his hand, tiredness started to hit me and I prayed that he would let me sleep there tonight.
"I can say it was the best I've ever had."
It wasn't a lie, the last few nights of sex I had were horrible for me, I could barely remember the last time I managed to cum or be the center of attraction.
Sex with Naruto was something I would say real sex, both left happy and satisfied. There wasn't that selfish partner or one who didn't care about the other's pleasure, it was almost like a mutual exchange of favors.
It was a little strange for me to try to describe this feeling, I wasn't used to it.
Naruto seemed proud of my answer and ran a finger down my cheek, getting up and heading toward the bathroom next to the bed. I took advantage of the fact that I was alone to take a closer look at my surroundings.
His room was quite messy, and the bed being close to the floor made me feel like I was close to drowning in a sea of various things, like clothes that could be clean or dirty, papers, boxes full of trinkets, and so on. That place would probably be beautiful if it were tidy, since the room had a huge floor-to-ceiling window, but since a man lived there, it would continue with the messy older brother style.
Naruto came back wearing shorts and with a wet towel in his hand, before I could say anything he sat next to me and began to wipe my thighs, cleaning me carefully. I thanked him with a smile, and he returned it with a small kiss on my lips. He tossed the towel next to a pile of clothes and stood up, heading for a drawer.
"Do you want my shirt? I can give it to you tomorrow so you can leave too." Before I could answer, he tossed me a long-sleeved shirt.
"Will you let me stay the night?" I put on the shirt and felt a warm feeling at the scent of him on it and the way it looked big on me. "If you don't want to, I can go home."
"Of course you'll stay the night." He laughed, as if I were joking or telling a joke. Naruto threw himself beside me and got under the blanket, pulling me towards him. "You're going to sleep here with me, cuddling all night."
I just smiled as I felt his arms wrap around me and Naruto whispered goodnight into the back of my head, kissing my neck and letting me drift off into the most wonderful sleep I've had in ages.