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Wakefulness came slowly, kinder than many mornings. Naruto twisted in silky smooth sheets, burrowing his cheek against a soft pillow.
Somewhere in the middle of the night, Ino must have spooned him, because the moment conciousness filtered in, Naruto noted the full roundness of her chest pressed up against his back.
The next thing he noticed was that he was hard. But it was not an uncomfortable ache; his head hadn’t yet caught up with what his body was feeling.
Snuggling back against Ino, he covered her palm on his chest and sighed quietly. It was nice. To be engulfed in another person’s embrace, to share their warmth like this. When was the last time Naruto crawled into someone else’s bed?
“Hm,” Ino stirrs, tucking her face in Naruto’s nape.
A thrill raced down his spine at the feeling of her breath on a sensitive patch of his skin.
“‘Morning,” she mumbled, yawning quietly.
“Morning,” he returned, turning in her arms. “Someone slept well,” he chuckled at her serene expression.
“Very well,” she affirmed, patting his chest. “Thank you for that.”
“You know, it’s not frequently that I get thanked for sex, but I like it. Careful though before it gives me a big head,” he said in jest and sat up to run his hands through his shaggy hair. “What time is it?”
Ino’s head tilted up to the clock above the bed. “Eugh. Twelve.”
“Huh. We really slept in.” Naruto rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “Dibs on the bathroom?”
Ino waved him ahead. “Go for it, I’m going to languish here a bit.”
With that, Naruto stumbled his way to the bathroom to freshen up, jaw cracking on a yawn. Last night was coming back to him in a series of recollections that made him shake his head at his own audacity.
Had he really fucked Ino while Sasuke watched from afar? He wondered if the other man would bring it up the next time he saw him.
Naruto was about to hop in the shower when he heard a soft moan. He paused, eyebrows shooting up, and retraced his steps to the bedroom to find Ino’s hand between her thighs.
Huffing out a laugh, he leaned against the doorframe and let his eyes rake down her body in appreciation. “You know, I could have given you a helping hand.”
Ino’s head turned his way, blushing even though she didn’t seem particularly embarrassed. “My, aren’t you generous.”
Naruto approached her, patting her hand away to replace it with his. “Always have been,” he said playfully as his fingers swirled over her clit. “You should take advantage of that, Ino-chan.”
She sighed blissfully, her thighs parting wider.
In the morning light, Naruto was more struck by how beautiful she is, creamy skin peppered with his kisses, sunshine hair splayed on the sheets in long strands. “So gorgeous, Ino,” he murmured, pressing a finger inside her. Pretty moans filled the room, much to his satisfaction.
He leaned over her to take a nipple in his mouth and gave it a playful flick of his tongue just to feel Ino shuddering beneath him.
Ino’s fingers twisted in his hair, holding him close as she began to come. He hissed at the feeling of her body drawing up around his fingers, arousal flaring in the pit of his stomach. “Fuck yes, that’s it Ino, cum on my fingers.”
It lasted a few glorious moments before Ino pushed him away and then yanked him down. He fell into bed willingly, chuckling when she climbed him without preamble.
“Is this another thank you?” He began to say as she lined them up and began to sink down on him. Pleasure lit up his spine and he sighed, his head falling back against the sheets. “Fuck me, you feel so good.”
Ino grinned roguishly at him as she moved her hips in a teasing gyrate. “Aren’t you full of compliments today?”
Naruto choked on a laugh, gripping her hips to help her ride him. “This is how I usually am—what shitty men have you been with?”
“Oh, Naruto,” she sighed with a head shake and sank down on him again. “You don’t want to know.”
He pushed his thumb between her pussy folds to messily circle her clit. “Mhm. Gonna make you cum on my cock again, how’s that?”
Her moans rose as he flexed his hips up to meet her half way. “Oh you like that, huh?” He tilted her hips just so, so that he was hitting her spot, and watched as she threw her head back and gasped out. “That’s it, right there, right?”
“Yes, yes, yes, don’t stop, please—” she chanted, knees shaking and stomach trembling.
Naruto couldn’t stop if his life depended on it as his own desire took over. Ino’s cunt started gushing around him, drenching her thighs, slicking his cock, driving him half crazy.
It slipped out on his next thrust and Ino yelled out as she squirted.
“Fuck,” Naruto hissed, impaling her on his cock again as her body began shaking and shaking.
Ino jerked back with another wet stream, drenching his stomach. “So fucking hot,” he groaned, pulling her down on his cock once more. “So sexy, Ino, such a perfect little pussy.”
He drilled against her spot with every thrust until she squirted again and again, until the sheets were a mess, until Naruto was dripping with it and Ino’s screams were hoarse.
She clamped down on him so tightly, he lost his breath.
Groaning, he shot his cum deep in her belly, sloppily fucking his release into her until he was spent, and she collapsed tiredly against him.
Their ragged breaths filled the room, chests pressed together, Ino’s face buried in his throat. Her body twitched with aftershocks, soft moans muffled against his skin. The world had quieted into blissful silence. For a while, there wasn’t a single thought in Naruto’s head, filled with a pleasant white thrum and nothing else.
“Damn,” he said after a while, and brushed his fingers through Ino’s hair. “You doin’ okay over there?”
“Mm,” was all Ino offered.
He twisted his fingers in her hair to drag her into a mindless, sated kiss. “Thank you for the lovely thanks.”
She huffed a soft laugh. “Anytime.”
“Careful or I’ll take you up on that,” he told her as he helped her get off him.
“Mm,” she said again, and wobbled onto her feet. “Come on, the shower can fit two—kinda.”
He laughed, following after her. “Is this a ploy to get me to wash your hair?”
“Ah, you caught me.”
They toweled off in the room, Ino drying each strand of hair with careful gentleness. Naruto noted with a smile that the wet strands had a cute curl to them. “Do you straighten your hair?”
Ino paused in her towelling. “Not exactly. I give it a blowdry though. Why?”
“The little waves are kinda cute,” he told her with a genuine smile, and went hunting for his clothes.
She was silent for a beat before she said: “I’m meeting my family for lunch… wanna join us?”
Naruto looked up, midway through picking his jeans off the floor. “Uh… are you sure? I don’t wanna intrude.”
“Positive,” she reassured. “You’ve met my dad once, haven’t you? He's always asking me to introduce my friends—trust me, you’ll make his day if you come.”
He shoved his legs into his pants, yanking them up resolutely. “Alright then, if ya say so.”
“I do need to run to my room first. Last night’s clothes aren’t exactly lunch-appropriate,” she winked, and pointedly slid her skirt on sans her panties.
He arched a brow, mildly turned on. “But no panties is?”
“That’s only for you to know,” she smirked and slid open the glass door. “Come on, you can make yourself a coffee while I change.”
He followed, chest glowing. “You’re really spoiling me.”
“Coffee is hardly spoiling you. Wait until you try the food at Spence. Best seafood you’ll ever have.” Well, that just gave him even more to look forward to. Man, it wasn’t even his birthday yet!
Naruto didn’t come from money, and although his job paid him decently enough, he wasn’t one to splurge on fancy restaurants.
When they entered the main house, Naruto was surprised to find it spotless. No cups littered the floor, no dishes overflowed the sink. There wasn’t even a full trash bag in the kitchen. Ino must have noticed the surprise on his face. “Oh yeah, the cleaning crew must’ve come in already. Make yourself at home.”
As Ino ascended the stairs, Naruto looked around the kitchen. It was a big kitchen. If there wasn’t a coffee corner, he’d be utterly lost on where to find anything.
The coffee corner had a coffee machine. “Hell yeah,” he muttered as he grabbed a mug.
Premium coffee imported from Brazil, the label said. Even the creamer was a fancy brand he'd never heard of.
Most impressively was the collection of syrups lining the shelves. Ino must be a fan of frappuccinos or something. He pulled out a carton of milk from the small fridge beneath the counter, and was taken aback at all the types available.
Almond milk, coconut milk, oats milk. “Sheesh,” he laughed to himself. His local coffee shop didn’t have that many options!
Coffee done and ready, Naruto leaned against the counter and took a blissed-out sip. Oh yeah, this is coffee. Perfect, delicious coffee.
As he enjoyed his drink, he pulled out his phone to scroll through his notifications.
Kiba had spammed their groupchat with pictures from last night while Shikamaru complained about missing out on the party. He scrolled down to where Kiba had tagged him: Yo, where the hell did you disappear last night?
He fired back a text with a self-satisfied snicker. Went down on a total knockout.
In under a minute, texts were flooding the chat.
Kiba: what? Who?
Chouji: ain’t no way
Shikamaru: proof or it didn’t happen
Kiba: proof? how the hell is he supposed to provide that?
Shikamaru: 🤷🏻♂️
Chouji: lmao
Naruto left them on read, more amused than anything. As if he'd ever say. As if they would ever believe him.
But that was okay. Ino could be his dirty little secret.
Twenty-five minutes later, Ino was sliding into her hot-pink jeep. Naruto chuckled at the sight, looking around the interiors. “Nice car.”
“Thanks,” she winked at him and slid her heart shaped glasses on. “Buckle up babyboy, let me take you on a ride.”
Laughing, Naruto fastened his seat belt and flicked on the radio. “Alright, babygirl.”
She grinned, pearly white teeth and pretty pink gloss glimmering in the late afternoon sun.
They took the highway, Naruto hooking his phone to the radio to blast some music. Ino drove like a maniac, swerving in and out of lanes, giggling every time a honk screamed in protest. Naruto gripped the edge of his seat and tried not to yell out surprised curses.
When they finally arrived, he turned to look at her seriously. “I think you just shaved off five years of my lifespan.”
Ino pushed her glasses back into her hair with an eye roll. “For your information, I’ve never been in a car accident before.”
Secretly, Naruto doubted that.
The restaurant they approached oversaw a dock with a line of neatly parked yachts. “Fancy,” Naruto remarked as he squinted at the tinted windows. “Your family owns one of these, right?”
Ino’s manicured finger pointed down the line of ships to an elegant two-story yacht. “Yep. That one.”
Naruto whistled, stalking towards it. “Damn, Ino, that’s so sick. I’ve only been on one of these once, when Itachi-nee-san got married.”
“We spend every other weekend on this baby,” Ino comes to a stop next to him. “Wanna see the inside? We have another half-hour before Daddy makes it here.”
“For real?” He startled. “Hell yeah I do!”
Giggling, Ino led him up the gangway to the stern of the ship. “Welcome to Aquaholic, and yes I did come up with that name.”
“Of course you did,” Naruto grinned.
They climbed the stairs to the aft deck where a pretty dining area provided a lounging spot, and slipped inside the salon to check out the interiors. Naruto whistled again. There was a bar and a luxurious seating arrangement spanning the compartment. “I’ve had wet dreams like this.”
“Oh yeah? And what happens in these?” Ino’s dainty hand flattened over his chest to push him down on the couch and climbed in his lap.
Naruto found himself with a lapful of sexy limbs, surrounded from all sides. A willing hostage, he looked up at Ino’s twinkling eyes and playful lips.
“It definitely goes something like this,” he breathed, hands curling around her hips. “Did you want a demonstration?”
“I wouldn’t be opposed.” Ino tossed her purse aside and flicked her hair off her shoulders to arch her chest in presentation.
Naruto popped open the buttons of her blouse and slid it off with a sly grin. “Well, it starts something like this,” he said as he pushed off the straps of her pretty pink bra. With a little expert flick of his fingers, he unfastened the clasp at the back and watched in satisfaction as her tits spilled out. He curved his palms over them appreciatively. “Though my fantasy is not nearly as pretty as this.”
Ino’s lips quirked up in a pleased smile. “What happens next?”
“Well…” Naruto hums, splaying his fingers between her shoulder blades to draw her closer as he ducked to take a pebbled nipple in his mouth. Ino sighed, running her fingers through his hair. “Goes a bit like this,” he released the pink bud with a wet smack and dove for the other one.
Ino’s chest arched, her head falling back. Her heart-shaped glasses slipped off her head to clatter on the wooden floor, but Ino paid them no mind as her hips started gyrating in his lap. Naruto hissed as her hot cunt ground down on his cock and rubbed against him.
She was going to be the death of him.
He hiked her skirt up her hips to slip his hand between her legs. “Haven’t had your fill yet?”
“Have you?” Ino moaned softly as he rubbed her.
Naruto’s blood rushed south. “Guess not.”
He slipped her panties aside to press his fingers inside her and watched in satisfaction as she shuddered. “Well, what do ya say we make good use of the—what? Twenty minutes we have left?”
“Mhmm, sounds like a plan to me,” Ino sighed as her hips rose and fell, shamelessly riding his fingers.
“Naughty girl,” he purred between her tits, sucking a little red mark on her milky skin. “Let’s see how many times we can make you cum before lunch.”
Ino moaned when he crooked his fingers inside her and rammed them right against her spot. He circled his arm around her waist to hold her in place as he set a fast, relentless pace that had Ino moaning out and shaking on her knees.
Slickness gushed down his fingers as she shuddered hard and came.
“One,” he whispered hotly, nuzzling the space beneath her ear. He waited until her insides stopped trembling around him to move his fingers again.
Ino’s breaths stuttered out as he added a third finger to curl inside her. “Oh fuck.”
“Yeah?”
He thrust them in, palm flattening over her clit with every wet smack of his hand against her sopping cunt. Ino shook and came again, one orgasm morphing into the next, clamping down on his fingers as her lips parted on a heady mantra of approvals.
“Two,” he nipped the line of her jaw as he plucked his fingers out to unfasten his belt. “Hold your panties aside kitten.”
Ino panted as she tugged the frilly pink material away to bare herself to his hungry eyes. “Like this?”
“Oh yeah,” he drawled, pressing the head of his cock over her clit.
Ino shivered, her hips bucking into the touch, sliding the head between her hot, dripping folds. “Come on, we don’t have much time. Give it to me.”
“So demanding,” he chuckled, rearing her closer to line them up. His cockhead found his slit, slid in.
She parted around him like a dream. Hot, wet, tight. “Fuckk,” he groaned as she sank all the way down until he bottomed out. “You’re so hot.”
Holding her hips, he helped her move her hips. “Now,” he said, meeting her hazy eyes. “Take me for that ride, doll.”
Ino’s hips rose and slammed down without a hitch, extracting a garbled groan from him. “Is this how the dream goes?”
“Fuck the dream, you’re a dream,” he croaked, his head falling back against the window as she set a steady, tentalising rhythm. Up and down, a roll of her hips, and a little grind that nestled him deep inside her.
“Oh darling, sweet talking me will get you everywhere,” she purred and smacked her hips down. She was riding him in earnest now, nails digging in his shoulders as she bounced on his cock like she was meant for it.
“Shit, yeah, move your hips like that,” he hissed, jerking his hips to meet her half-way. Ino’s breaths puffed out faster, strained moans echoing from her lips. She was close too and Naruto was determined to see her through her third orgasm.
“C’mon,” he puffed out, thumb finding her clit to rub over the mess of slick arousal and hot skin. “Give it to me.”
Ino keened, tightening around him like a dream.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Ino,” his fingers dug in her hips, urging her faster as he began to cum and she followed after him. He groaned, shuddering hard as he spurted his load into her and as she sloppily rode him through their release.
It might have been a small eternity later when his head stopped buzzing with blissed out release.
Ino slowly slid off him, reaching for the tissue box on the side table to wipe herself clean. Naruto copied her, a dopey smile on his face. “I can take sex on a yacht off my bucket list now.”
She chuckled as she lazily got off him to rearrange her clothes back into neat order and picked up her sunglasses off the floor. “You’re welcome. Let me know what else is on that bucket list later. But for now we have to get moving or we’re gonna be late.”
Naruto hurriedly buckled up his jeans and went searching for a sink to wash his hands. “We can discuss it later for sure,” he agreed, tossing her a sly grin over his shoulder. “Let’s cross things off your bucket list, too”
“Hell yeah,” Ino enthused. “Now hurry up, Daddy is calling.
“Yes, ma’am.”