Sasuke X Male Reader - Volume 1

I hate you - 🍋

[This is an excerpt from another book, with minor edits of course. Book: Taste of lust by Bliswrite.]

(Sasuke POV)

It's been about three hours since I returned home. I took a hot shower and placed my food order. I ended up in bed, laying on my stomach, feeling the silk sheet on my body, eating the noodles in bed while reading one of my romantic novels. I still have no update from him.

It was three a.m., and I was beginning to lose hope, so I put down my book and walked to the kitchen trash can to dispose of my garbage before going back to sleep. I made my way to my bedroom to jump on my bed, but I was halted by a knock on the door.

"Sasuke, please open the door." I hear his voice from outside and stand there for a moment, debating whether I should pretend I'm not home and not open the door.

"I know you're there, darlin." He said. "Listen, I know you're mad, but I need to talk to you. Please?" He pleaded. With a sigh, I head to my door, pulling the handle and opening it. There he stood leaning against the door frame– his shirt unbuttoned, his tie half-untied– gazing down at me.

"I'm sorry–"

"I can't do this anymore, (M/N). How do I know I can trust you?" I burst out of nowhere and cut him off as I walked inside my apartment. "This is so frustrating, (M/N). I need to know if you want me or not because I don't necessarily want to waste my time on you." I continued as he followed closely behind me, his hands in his pockets and an expressionless face as he looked down at me, listening.

Why is everything this fucking man does hot? I'm supposed to be mad at him.

"I do want you, Sasuke." He muttered, and I raised my head to meet his stare. Is that all he had to say?

"I fucking hate you, (M/N)." I muttered, already irritated by his calm attitude. He took a step closer, and I refused to look him in the eyes, so I averted my eyes to the ground, but his strong hand grabbed my chin in a soft yet rough manner, forcing me to look at him.

"Do you now, darling?" He leaned closer, so close our noses grazed each other. My gaze dropped to his lips for a split second, before returning to his golden eyes, holding a glare.

"I do." I say quietly, trying to keep my breathing cool, and my tongue laced with venom, but his hand.. Fuck, his hand. The way they ran it through my body, it felt so right. He moved his head to my neck, trailing butterfly kisses from my throat to my sensitive spot behind my ear.

"You know how much I hate teasing, (M/N)." I exhale, biting my lips, trying not to show him how much I love what he does to me, but I fail as he keeps sucking that spot on my neck, leaving a hickey.

"If you despise my teasing so much," He whispered. "Then why are you melting at my touch, darling?"

"W-we can't keep doing this, (M/N)." I look up at him shaking my head. "You're hurting me mentally and you know how much I hate you at the moment."

"Show me then." He breathed as he leaned forward, his lips grazing mine as he spoke. "Show me exactly how much you hate me."

It took me a simple glance into his golden eyes before I roughly grabbed him by his tie and placed my lips on his, kissing him roughly, driven by wrath and desire.

My arms slid they're way around his neck, and his hand snaked down my body to grab my ass roughly. My back slammed the wall as I bit his lips. I tried to catch some air, but his lips refused to leave mine, pushing back against them, his tongue invading my mouth.

As he asserted dominance, I whimpered into his mouth. I was pinned on the wall, with him consuming me. But I'm not going to let him get the upper hand. No, not tonight. I'll dominate him.