Chapter 4

A warm, pleased moan vibrated in Sakura’s throat as she was pushed down further, her nose brushing against his pelvis. The position left her completely full, leaving no room to pull back.

It only took a second for her to realize she couldn’t breathe like this. If she stayed there too long, she’d end up passing out while still wrapped around another man.

That realization should have scared her, but instead it sent a sharp wave of need through her body. Her core clenched and ached as she closed her eyes and swallowed around the length filling her throat.

Sakura had always liked it rough. She’d enjoyed it when Sasuke took control, and even before him, she’d been drawn to anyone confident enough to push her limits.

But this was different. Knowing that a man she barely knew was willing to hold her there, keep her breathless while she stayed at the base of his cock, made her thoughts blur together in pure desire.

Even so, she didn’t stop. Despite the lack of air and the strain in her throat, Sakura continued to swallow around him, determined not to give up.

She couldn’t breathe the way she wanted, and she couldn’t move as freely as she’d planned, but that wasn’t going to stop her. She was still set on pushing the daimyo over the edge and bringing him to another hard, shaking climax.

Even as her vision started to blur and the space around her slowly slipped into darkness, Sakura kept going. In that moment, it felt like there was nothing left in the world except the daimyo, herself, and the weight of him filling her mouth. She focused on doing whatever she could for him, even as her body began to protest.

It only stopped when he finally pulled her off of him. The second she was free, her first instinct was to gasp and suck in air, her chest rising and falling quickly as she tried to catch her breath.

Sakura didn’t even pay attention to the thick strands of drool stretching from her lips to the cock in front of her. She stared at his length for a brief second, coated in saliva, before leaning forward again and wrapping her lips around it once more without hesitation.

The daimyo didn’t stop her this time. He simply let her do as she pleased.

That alone made Sakura smile around him as she curled her tongue along the hard shaft and began to move her head up and down. She worked along every inch she could manage, pushing herself right to the edge without gagging, her movements eager and unrestrained.

She shut her eyes tightly and let out a needy whine when she felt him throb and pulse against her tongue, the same cock that had nearly made her black out just moments ago. Her body reacted instantly, heat pooling low as excitement rushed through her again.

She could tell what was coming. It was obvious he was close, and Sakura couldn’t stop the thrill that came with that knowledge. It was the same rush she’d felt earlier when he’d marked her face, and it sent another wave of anticipation through her.

Only a moment later, the daimyo let out a deep groan as he finished again, spilling himself down her throat. He could feel her throat tighten and move as she whimpered and moaned, trying desperately to take everything he gave her.

He watched closely as her throat worked, hearing her gulp loudly as she swallowed down as much as she could. She made sure she was empty before finally pulling herself off of him.

Once again, thin strings of saliva stretched between her lips and his dick. He looked down at her with a knowing expression and spoke with a low, amused tone. “There’s a slut hiding in there somewhere. I don’t know why she’s been ignored all these years, but you’re a slut deep down, Sakura.~”

Sakura only smiled in response as she remained seated on the floor. She took slow, heavy breaths, filling her lungs with the air she’d been missing for the past few minutes, her body still trembling slightly.

Her eyes stayed fixed on the throbbing member that had just left her stomach warm and full, and she couldn’t bring herself to deny what he’d said. His words rang true in a way that made her pulse race.

It felt incredible to be used like that, to be pushed into such a position, especially with the knowledge that she was betraying her husband just to feel this way.

A soft, satisfied smile spread across her lips as she reached down and began undoing the buttons of her top. She slowly opened it, exposing her full breasts to him, before lifting her hands to cup them, clearly ready to give him even more.

“What do you say we actually have some real fun now?” Sakura said softly. “It’s been a long time since I’ve done something like this. I haven’t given a titjob since before my child was born…”

She didn’t wait around for him to answer. Instead, she leaned forward right away and pressed her soft breasts together around the man’s shaft, trapping it between them.

Neither of them spoke as she began to move. Sakura slowly started massaging him with her chest, letting her breasts slide along his length. She stayed quiet, simply enjoying the warm, slick feeling of his spit-covered cock resting between her mounds again.

A quiet giggle slipped from her lips when she lowered herself enough to see the tip peek out from the top of her breasts. The sight alone made her smile.

She still had a few inches left before reaching the bottom, so she dipped her head down and pressed a few gentle kisses to the tip. As she did, she could still taste and feel what had filled her mouth just moments earlier.