When the Book Ends ~ NaruSasu

XIII. Silky Blonde Hair

We quickly made our way to the bed — I was already nervous, as if we hadn't done it before — but at the same time, craved more and more attention from that beautiful mouth of his.

I watched his lips as they stretched, forming a smile which could brighten an entire room. Soon later though, my voice let out a whimper as he had paused the touching and kissing.

As I laid on top of him, his hands made their way to my rib cage, then gently, moving downwards, reached my ass. "Hngh-" I groaned at the sudden squeeze. "Sasuke..." he muttered under his breath as he bit his lip tightly. He pushed my head towards his where he used his finger to push my lip downwards, allowing him to bite my lip.

"Ahhn!—" I grunted from the rush of pain for a moment, though it would soon disappear. And oddly enough, I wanted that pain to rush back again, the way his teeth left its mark with indents on my lip.

I quickly removed his belt, removing pieces of clothes at a time until there was nothing left on him. His member was erect and loudly showing, making a shiver go down my spine as I prepared myself in front of him, where he just watched. His eyes would move up and down, from my eyes, to my lips, down to my chest and eventually left to my waist... slowly watching as I stuck another finger in, spreading myself inside.

I was ready, and I was craving it, desperately wanting him inside of me, desperately clinging to that feeling of warmth inside of me, desperately clinging to Naruto. I wanted to prove just how badly I needed him. Perhaps it was ridiculous. Then again, this whole story, the fact I'm inside of the story, is ridiculous, isn't it?

But I decided to ignore that, instead shoving him inside of me. Naruto's face turned a shade of pinkish-red. All I could do was smile at that small detail. In real life, we knew each other. He even taught me a bit of what I know today... but never could I ever see him returning my feelings.

And maybe, just maybe... this book... maybe these events were meant to happen.

My thoughts were interrupted by a push on my hips, where the slow insertion quickened immensely to his will. And suddenly, that familiar feeling of pleasure that I'd gotten once before, came rushing back.

Surely enough, I'd remembered that odd sensation all over again, just as Naruto had wished. My eyes spread wide, trying to absorb the feeling. I desperately wanted Naruto to push even harder, hitting that sweet spot once more.

"Hnng! Naruto..!" I moaned out as I began moving my hips, his hand still placed on my thigh. My hands fell to his chest after running them through my hair.

"Haa, y-you know... you don't gotta do all this..." Naruto huffed, his brows furrowed from the pleasure. "Hn, I don't mind," I muttered. "...I can tell you like it, anyway."

Naruto licked his lips as his eyes lowered slowly. There he looked, my dick standing erect, dripping of precum. "All that talk, but your dick is clearly saying otherwise... as if it's begging to be touched." His fingers dig deeper into my skin as he became more aroused.

"Naruto..." my hand moved to his whiskered cheek. "I just want to give you everything of me." I gently kissed his forehead. "I love you."

Naruto paused. And for that small second, I felt myself panic. What have I just said? It was just three words, but I felt myself turning completely red.

I looked up at Naruto, who seemed to smile a bit. Before he could respond, I landed a kiss on his lips, where he quickly returned it. Before I knew it, I'd been flipped downwards, my face directly facing his.

All I managed to think was the need to hug him. So, as he embraced me, pushing it in farther, I held onto him tightly. Naruto held me back, his arm reaching beneath my back, towards the back of my neck.

He pushed in deeper and deeper, pressing my sweet spot over and over again, as he had done before. I continuously moaned his name out. "Naruto... hngh! Mmh~"

It feels so good...

"Sir!"

I heard a bang.

"Sir, open up!"

Another bang.

"SIR!" a bang loud and close.

We froze. "Who is that... at our door?"