Wᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ Sɪɴ | Iᴛᴀᴄʜɪ Uᴄʜɪʜᴀ

Chapter Seven

Itachi pushed himself off the wall and took a step closer, never breaking the eye contact. Mei took a defensive pose. Itachi reached out and grabbed her by the neck, he leaned in and crashed his lips against hers.

Mei's body stiffened and eyes widened in shock. Itachi continued looking at her as he kissed her soft lips eagerly. His dark gaze was piercing her through. Itachi moved closer, allowing their bodies to touch. He traced her lips with his tongue intending to deepen the kiss. Mei's hands travelled to his chest. She clenched his shirt in her hands before pushing him away. His lips left hers, leaving him with a feeling of loss. Mei's breathing became heavy. Itachi's arms fell at his sides. The two continued looking at each other until Mei finally spoke.

"Why would you do that?" He heard the sadness and confusion in her voice as she asked the question. It made him ache. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her even more than he already has, but at that moment he felt selfish. At that moment he felt greedy. He wanted to do something that he wished for so long. He knew that it was a mistake, he knew that he was making everything worse, but he could not stop himself.

"I wanted to. I still want to," he replied taking a step closer. Mei felt his heat transferring to her body. "Don't you?"

Mei kept yelling in her mind to step back and leave. Leave and never look back, but the voice of reason was quickly fading in her head. Itachi waited. Mei's thoughts were clearly displayed on her face. The inner battle she was having pained her. The silence dragged on and at that moment Itachi was unsure if her decision would be in his favour. If she refused him, he would accept it. He would let her go. He would never show his face before her. If she refuses him, he...

Mei took a step closer. Her ears were ringing as she reached out to his face. Their lips met and nothing else mattered. Itachi's arms snaked around her body, bringing her closer as he attempted to deepen the kiss and this time Mei let him. Her lips parted and his tongue slipped in. Their tongue rubbed against each other slowly as if trying to get to know each other again. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Itachi groaned into the kiss when Mei started massaging the back of his head with her fingertips, sending waves of pleasure through his body.

He pulled her up forcing her legs to wrap around his waist. Itachi walked them to bed and gently eased the girl down. They broke the kiss and looked into each other's eyes. Itachi reached out for her hands interlinking the fingers. He slowly put them above her head, tracing his fingers over as he reached for down to her stomach. Mei shivered at his touch, her eyes never leaving his face. Itachi slipped his hands under her top, loving the sensation of his hands on her skin. Many times, he wondered what it would feel like to touch her this way, but the reality was so much better than what he imagined. His hand cupped one of her breasts giving it a light squeeze and earning a groan from Mei. She arched her back and bit her bottom lip trying to control the sounds escaping her lips.

They tagged on each other's tops and smiled. Itachi slid Mei out of her top and she followed his lead to pull his off. Their hands simultaneously reached out to each other. She traced her fingers over his chest, down to the stomach, causing his muscles to contract under her touch. Itachi ran his fingers through her long hair, admiring the contrast of it against her skin. He lowered his mouth to her face and trailed a line of kisses from her lips to her jawline, down to Mei's neck. He carefully nibbled on her flesh, not strong enough to leave a mark, but enough to earn a moan from Mei. His thumbs hooked under the straps of her bra, as he gently pulled it down, enjoying the process. He traced his fingertips along her shoulder sending shivers down her spine.

The bra was off, and her small perky breasts bounced freely. Itachi watched Mei's nipples erect. Mei remove the ribbon from his hair allowing it to fall freely. Unable to resist longer, he leaned in and caught one of her nipples with his teeth. The girl clenched his hair in her hands as he trailed his tongue over the delicate flesh. He cupped her breasts moving his mouth from one button to the other, licking and nibbling. His hands travelled down to her waist, he brushed them over Mei's hips, tugging on her leggings. Mei lifted her hips allowing him to pull them off, leaving her in her underwear. She gasped for air as his fingers drew patterns on the inside of her thighs.