Chapter 3

It didn’t take long at all. With just her steady hand and teasing movements, the daimyo finally reached his limit. A sharp gasp slipped from Sakura’s lips as he came, spilling himself all over her.

She watched closely as thick, sticky strands splashed across her cheek and soaked her hand. Rope after rope landed on her skin, warm and heavy, proof of just how far she had pushed him.

A few stray streaks even brushed against her lips and the top of her chest, and she kept stroking him through it all, not stopping until he was completely spent.

Above her, the daimyo leaned back in his seat with a satisfied smirk. He clearly loved the sight of Sakura standing there with his release smeared across her face.

It only made the moment worse, or better, when she calmly licked her lips clean and slowly cleaned her hand with her tongue, almost like a dog licking its paw without a second thought.

Before he could even fully process what had happened, the medical ninja standing in front of him had already cleaned every trace of his release from her skin. She made sure to leave it all resting on her tongue, clearly putting it on display so he could see exactly what she had done.

“Don’t tell me you’re really planning to swallow that, Mrs. Haruno,” he said with a teasing tone. “Swallowing something that doesn’t belong to your husband might not be a very good look for you.~”

Even so, he couldn’t stop the smile that spread across his face when Sakura simply closed her mouth and swallowed it down, an audible gulp making her actions impossible to miss. She opened her mouth again right after, showing him plainly that it was empty, as if daring him to say something else.

She didn’t waste much time after that. Sakura stepped closer and took the first few inches of his length into her mouth, her lips wrapping around him with surprising ease.

There was no hesitation in her movements. She didn’t give the daimyo a single moment to recover, guiding him past her soft lips again and again as she moved exactly how she wanted to.

She didn’t rush it by bobbing her head or trying to take all of him right away. Instead, Sakura pressed her tongue along the underside of his hard length, slowly teasing him and clearly enjoying the control she had until she felt satisfied enough to go further.

The taste still lingered in the back of her throat and on her tongue, but that only made her smile more. It didn’t bother her in the slightest.

If anything, she had to admit it tasted far better than what she was used to. There was no reason in her mind to stop unless she decided she wanted to.

Luckily for her, the daimyo was patient. He allowed her to take her time and enjoy the moment fully, watching her without interrupting as she explored at her own pace.

That moment was all she needed. Slowly, Sakura lowered her head further, taking inch after inch into her mouth and letting her throat adjust as she went.

She gagged softly when the tip brushed against the back of her throat and caught her off guard, her body reacting before she could stop it. Still, she was quick to pull back just enough to steady herself and regain control.

The feeling of the older man’s hand resting on the back of her head helped calm her. It kept her in place, grounding her until she felt ready to move again.

Tears lightly stung at the corners of her eyes as she carefully pushed herself to take more of him, her throat stretching around the throbbing length little by little.

She made sure not to rush, taking her time until she finally reached the base. Sakura knew that if she went too fast or moved carelessly, neither of them would truly enjoy the blowjob the way it was meant to be enjoyed.

Sakura wanted to take her time and enjoy the taste of another man after her husband had been gone for so long. It had been ages since she’d had anything like this, and she honestly couldn’t remember the last time she’d tasted a man who wasn’t Sasuke. Still, she wasn’t about to complain now that the chance was right in front of her.

After spending a short moment at the base of the thick shaft filling her throat, Sakura slowly opened her eyes and looked up. Her gaze met the daimyo’s face, and she could clearly see how overwhelmed with pleasure he was, his expression tight and unfocused.

She gently pressed her tongue along the underside of his length, moving slowly and teasingly before pulling herself back toward the tip. Instead of fully pulling away, she stayed right there, keeping only the head resting between her lips.

Sakura swirled her tongue around the tip in small, deliberate circles, never breaking eye contact. She wanted to see every reaction, every twitch of his face, and exactly how much she was affecting him.

The daimyo didn’t bother hiding how good it felt. He leaned back against the examination table, licking his lips as a low sound slipped from him. “Fuck, Sakura… I didn’t think you’d get this into it so fast.~”

Both of his hands moved to the back of her head, and before she could react, he guided her back down, pulling her until she was once again pressed to the base of his shaft. He clearly loved the feeling of her tight throat wrapped around him.

“But I don’t remember telling you that you could tease me like that, did I?~” he added, his voice thick with satisfaction.