"See something you like?" That was almost a joke, Sakura didn't make such a comment though.

She lightly licked her lips and sat up on her knees. She wasn't one to blow a stranger but he did just let her squeeze his head with her thighs. Sakura kept her eyes locked on his as she moved closer, loving how his eyebrows shot up and he smirked.

"I'd say so." Sakura said as she broke eye contact and stuck her tongue out and licked from base to tip.

Itachi sighed and put his hand through her pink hair, grasping at it with care. Sakura circled the tip and sucked him into her mouth. The light curse that fell from his mouth gave her a clue she was doing something he liked a lot. Sakura placed her hands behind her back and bobbed her head up and down slowly. Moaning as he squeezed his fist, pulling her down lower. Sakura had hit the back of her throat a handful of times, making Itachi groan with pleasure. At this angle, she could see it all. And she was grateful to see his expressions.

Sakura stepped up her pace and used one of her hands to stoke what couldn't fit into her mouth. Itachi had to stop himself from fucking her face, this little pixie was doing wicked things with that mouth of hers. He was slowing losing the control he had had earlier, when she was pulling his head down and riding his mouth. She looked good with him inside her mouth, he'd kill to see that again. And he killed for a lot less. Tonight wasn't about killing though, it was sex. And this pink haired woman was giving him one hell of a performance. He wouldn't mind an encore.

His control had almost snapped when she forced herself to swallow his cock and he felt her throat close around his shaft. Itachi held her head in place for a second, gods, he almost lost his footing. Sakura moaned around his shaft and he slowly pulled out of her mouth. The cold air helping fuel the need to bury it deep inside her. Sakura hopped to her feet and started down the hall. She glanced over her shoulder and gave a seductive 'follow me' with her finger and she didn't even have to keep eye contact to know he was following. Itachi would follow that ass anywhere, the way her hips swayed making her cheeks bounce slightly, he almost dove after her, the need to fulfill her arousal was making him see red.

The hall was filled with photos of people either standing near Sakura or hugging on her. He couldn't focus on all the details inside the pictures because he was busy following the wanting of a female that had just given him some of the best head he had ever received. The hall lit up as a bedroom light was switched on and he watched her shadow vanish into the room. When he stepped through the threshold of the door his mouth came close to hitting the floor.

Sakura sat at the end of the bed, legs spread, opening herself to him. Welcoming what he had set out to do that entire night. Itachi crossed the room slowly, making her squirm. When he was in front of her, he grasps her hand and pulled her up. He ran a hand over the back of her neck and pulled Sakura closer. His kiss was heated and filled with need. His tongue ran across her bottom lip, sucking it between his teeth and biting lightly. Sakura moaned in response and almost melted in his hands. While one hand stayed at the back of her head, the other roamed towards her sensitive areas.

Just when Sakura thought he was going to touch her again he spun her around and leaned over her over the bed, placing her hands in front of her and sucking at her earlobe. His hard chest was plastered to her back, and she could feel him pressing against her core.

"Tell what you want, Sakura." His voice was low and hot against her ear.

She almost forgot how to speak, it felt like room had gotten ten degrees hotter.

"I want you," Sakura breathed, trying to force herself back to find him, "I want you."

Itachi palmed himself, rubbing the tip along her center and enjoyed making her trimble. They were both so ready but teasing her was only going to make watching her come undone so much more satisfying. He circled her core twice more before entered her, painfully slow. They both moaned, Sakura shut her eyes and cried out. It was obvious from the start his size was going to take a second to get used to. Itachi rocked back and thrusted forward, making Sakura moan his name. He squeezed her hips and she responded with a hiss of pleasure, trying to push herself onto him more.

They would have plenty of time for being rough. Right now he was enjoying the view of her bent over in front of him, the way she rolled her hips perfectly, taking all of him. This was something that would never get old. He felt a strange pull at his heart and his blood start to boid. Heat poured off of him, bathing her in his lust. Need was something they both shared, and when Sakura couldn't stand the slow thrusts anymore, he seemed to know and entered her in a long and hard movement. Her knees hit the mattress, almost causing her arms to buckle.

"Oh, yes." She arched her back into him more, taking all of him.

Both of their breaths began to quicken as he pumped his hips into her harder. Itachi released one hip and tangled it in her hair, pulling her head back and the tension on her hair caused her to gasp. He had pulled her up enough that his lips met her throat. His pace slowed as he kissed and licked down the side of her neck, stopping to suck on the main artery in her throat. He tried to match each thrust with the pounding of her heart, causing it to speed up. Itachi began to move faster and released the hold on her throat and hair. Grabbing both of her hips again.

Sakura cried out, telling the night of her sweet pleasure-pain. And telling Itachi in her own way not to stop what he was doing. She'd remember tonight when she had writers block or the nights where she was alone in her bed. Itachi gave a primal noise, fueling the fire that was in his mind and body. She felt her stomach starting to tighten as his thrusts started to become more and more erratic. They were both on the edge but he held his control as he watched her lose hers.

Sakura clawed at her sheets and gave short breathy mews as she felt herself starting to go higher into her own ecstasy. Her walls constricted around him and pressure that was at her center felt as if it had exploded. Warmth seeped through her thighs, turning her limbs into liquid. Itachi followed shortly after her, letting her milk him. His muscles started to relax more but he kept his eyes trained on the woman that was bent over her bed, in front of him, still around him.

Sakura breathed into her mattress and opened her eyes when she started to fell him withdraw from her. God, what did she say or do now? She was sure one nighters didn't involve cuddling or an after sex snack. She told him she would return and went into her bathroom to clean herself up and slip a robe on. She looked at herself in the mirror. She looked rough but she smiled at the way she looked like she had been rode hard and hung up wet. When she left her bathroom, Itachi was no longer in her bedroom.

She walked down the hall and found him gathering his clothes and slipping into his boxers.

As Itachi dressed himself he scented the air. It had changed. Feeling a pull towards Sakura, hey let his eyes linger on her body and she was glowing. Her face still flushed from panting. Her robe was hiding her body and Itachi had never noticed how much he detested that that type of material.

"So, hey, I have an early morning tomorrow, should I order you a ride or something?" Sakura asked, picking up her cell phone that had been thrown to the middle of her living room floor.

There was no way she wanted to have an overnight guest. That was the plan she had had the whole night.

"No," he said stepping into his pants, "I'm fine."

"Are you sure? I know busses don't run this late." Sakura leaned against her bookshelf that held her medical certificates and diplomas.

Itachi eyed where she was standing, "I'll be fine," after he pulled his shirt on he stocked over to where she stood, "but you can offer to do this again sometime."

There was no way he could only have her once, she was a wild woman. The way she had taken him in her mouth was burned into his memory. She was something else, part of him was slightly upset that she hadn't offered him a place to crash for the night. It was late, and in his experience most of his partners hated when he left before most of them could even get their clothes back on. He was surprised when she shook her head, it wasn't often he was rejected.

"I don't want to sound ungrateful for all of that," She tapped her phone on her hip, "but I'm not completely looking for someone to be in my life." Sakura eyed her phone screen, quickly tapping out a message to Ino saying her houseguest was on the way out.

To say he was shocked was an understatement, there was no way she didn't want to see him again. Hadn't she just screamed his name as if they had been intimate for years? He wasn't too sure what more he wanted from the pink haired woman who had just blown his mind in six directions but what he did know was that he didn't want another mans name on her lips.

"It doesn't have to be serious," Itachi took another set closer, closing the already small space between them. "You don't have to introduce me to your friends, your parents don't have to know I exist. Just you and I behind closed doors."

Sakura put her hand up and placed in lightly on his chest, "I'm sensing that you don't get told no often," when he gave a small smirk she resisted the urge to rolls her eyes, "but that's going to be a hard no, buddy. Like I said, I'm not looking for someone."

Without surprise being completely plastered on his face he said calmly, "That's fine, my little pixie, I'm sure you'll be seeing more of me."

He locked eyes with her, wishing she would have accepted his offer.

"Get out of my house." Sakura crossed her arms across her chest and tapped her foot. Annoyance very clear. What the hell did that mean, there was no way he would actually try and see her again.

"Goodnight, Sakura," Itachi went to brush a small strand of hair out of her face but she smacked his hand away, "Dream about me, pixie."

And with that he strode out the door without glancing back and closed it behind him. Sakura quickly launched herself in that direction, locking both the handle and deadbolt. Suddenly she felt that that wouldn't stop him if he really wanted to get back inside her home, she shivered at her next though; or inside her. She peeked through the peephole. He was gone. Her hand hovered over the doorknob, trying to resist the urge to yank it open and see which way he had gone. Something told her to walk away and get ready for bed. Every nerve in her body told her that even if he wasn't in her line of vision he wasn't far.

Authors Note:

I never meant to walk away from this. But it's been so long that now I don't remember where I was going to go with it. I'm open to suggestions, and I will credit you. I would love to continue with but a huge heads-up, it will not be updated regularly (my kid is now 10 months old) so my hands are full. I just like writing sex scenes and don't want to give this up yet.