Chapter Fourteen

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Day Five

Sasuke woke up alone. The place beside him was empty and cold. Uchiha rubbed his face and stared at the ceiling. His body felt exceptionally satisfied, as did his mind. After sex bliss still lingered in his body. The images of the previous night flashed before his eyes. He smirked feeling the tingling sensation in his lower body. His hand slid under the covers and grabbed his throbbing penis. He exhaled soundly and stroked his shaft. The image of Mei flashed in his mind and he held onto it. Sasuke closed his eyes and continued pumping his shaft. There she was on his bed, with her hair spread over the pillow, eyes boring into him, lips slightly parted. Sweat beaded her body as her chest continued rising vigorously. He recalled his hands sliding from her neck to her chest, cupping those ample breasts and moving down, lower and lower, reaching the most sensitive area of her body.

Sasuke's grip around his dick tightened. He groaned and stroked himself harder. She was overly sensitive. Everywhere he touched her made her shudder and cover with goosebumps; the way she bit her lip every time he slipped inside her, and the way her lips whispered his name. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. He wanted to hear it again. He sped up his pace, bringing himself closer to orgasm. Her soft lips on his, in a passionate kiss while her insides are gripping tightly to his dick. Their lips part and eyes meet. A trail of saliva is glistering on her chin. His gaze glides to her lips and the final Sasuke does it for him. With a loud groan Uchiha releases into his hand. The tension in his legs is slowly going away. Sasuke raised his hand and looked at the cloudy white liquid. An odd feeling rose in his chest. He dropped his arm on the bed and sat up. The muscles on his stomach tensed. A crazy thought of keeping the girl for himself came to his mind, but Sasuke burnt it at the core. At last, he stretched and got up.

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The morning was cold, and Mei regretted not wearing more layers. She shivered and continued picking the herbs. Her stock was running low and she needed to replenish urgently. She quietly hummed a tune, occasionally pushing her hair behind her shoulder. A particularly chilly gust of wind blew right through her. The girl sniffled, something in the atmosphere was unsettling. She glanced at the basket quickly calculating if what she had there was enough to finish the treatment. "That should probably do it." she mumbled quickly and quickly made her way to the hideout. The forest was distressing; the sound of rustling leaves whispered of something wicked. A premonition of something terrible started to build up in her chest, unravelling her senses. Mei pressed the basket to her chest and sped up. That feeling disturbed her. She kept telling herself that it was probably nothing, she could have been mistaken, but deep inside she knew that something was going to happen.

The hideout was as quiet as when she left. She quickly dropped the basket in her room and grabbed a towel. The need to calm her nerves and racing heart was too great. Mei took a deep breath and made her way out of the hideout again. Suddenly a tall figure crossed her path.

She gasped and stumbled back.

"Why so jumpy?" Sasuke's voice cooed.

"You startled me." She retorted clenching the front of her tunic.

Sasuke's eyes narrowed. "Where are you going?" he took a step closer and cupped the back of her neck, but Mei slipped away from his grip, making the Uchiha furrow his eyebrows.

"The hot springs." She replied quickly. "I just," she swallowed the lump in her throat. "I just need some time alone. I'll be back soon."

She hurried past him before he could stop her again and disappeared behind the front door, leaving him dumbfounded. Sasuke stood in silence of the hideout processing what just happened. He pursed his lips and glared at the place she stood a minute ago. The way she avoided his touch did not sit well with him, it was troubling, and he hated that feeling. Sasuke grabbed his katana and stormed out of the hideout.

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