He watched as Mei crossed the room barefoot, hips swaying beneath a loose silk robe the color of blood. It clung to her like it envied her skin.
"You came all the way to Kirigakure for politics," she murmured, in a low teasing voice.
"But I think we both know you're staying for something else."
His gaze dropped to the deep V of her robe. Her full breasts swayed with each step, barely contained by the fabric, her nipples were slightly visible through the silk.
Her waist tapered into generous hips, and her thighs pressed against each other with the kind of promise that left men ruined.
"I stay for the hospitality," Kakashi said dryly, watching her stop just in front of him.
"And I give it generously."
She dropped to her knees without hesitation.
The robe parted as she moved, exposing smooth thighs and the shadow of her bare pussy between them. She looked up at him through thick lashes, lips curled in amusement and hunger.
"You've been hard since the moment I opened the door, haven't you?"
Kakashi didn't answer.
She reached for his belt, fingers slow but assured, loosening it with one practiced tug. His pants fell open. His cock was already halfway hard, thick and pulsing, the tip flushed and glistening.
"My," she whispered, biting her lip. "You really did miss me."
Without waiting, Mei leaned forward and dragged her tongue up the underside, tasting him from base to tip. Her lips parted and took the head in slowly, eyes never leaving his.
Kakashi let out a low breath. His hand moved to the back of her head.
"Don't tease," he said. Since their first night together this woman has gotten even more confident.
Mei smirked around his length and obeyed.
She took him deeper, mouth stretching around the girth, tongue swirling as her throat opened to accommodate more. Her hand stroked the base, tight and wet, while her head bobbed with practiced rhythm.
Slrk-slrk-slrk.
The room filled with the lewd sounds of her sucking him off, her messy lipstick staining his shaft as she fucked her own mouth on him. Her hair clung to her cheeks, her eyes watering as he pushed deeper.
"Don't stop," he ordered, tightening his grip.
She didn't. She gagged softly but kept going, spit running down her chin, her large breasts swaying with each movement. She moaned around him, sending vibrations straight through his cock.
"Sloppier," Kakashi said. "I want to see your face ruined."
Mei's pace quickened. Drool poured from her lips, smearing her chin and dripping onto her cleavage. Her mascara began to smudge. But she didn't stop. She took him deeper, faster, letting him use her mouth like he owned it.
Then, with a sudden thrust, Kakashi shoved fully into her throat.
Mei gagged hard-choking, sputtering, but didn't pull away.
Her eyes fluttered, as her pussy throbbed.
"Good girl," Kakashi growled,
Mei gasped as Kakashi yanked her up from her knees with one strong hand under her chin. Her lips were slick, her face a beautiful mess of spit and smeared lipstick, chest rising with every quickened breath.
He said nothing as he turned and pushed her backward. She staggered with a grin, just in time to hit the wall with a soft thud. The silk robe slipped further from her shoulders, revealing the full swell of her breasts.
They bounced slightly with the impact, round, heavy, topped with dusky nipples already hard from arousal.
Kakashi's gaze dragged over her chest, down her curvy waist, and paused at her hips. She wasn't slim like the young women, she was thick. A mature body. Lush. Dangerous. He grabbed the robe and yanked it open.
The silk spilled to the floor.
Mei stood bare, proud, and aching.
"Look at you," he murmured, his cock still wet with her saliva. "You dress like a queen but fuck like a whore."
"And you love it," she whispered, stepping toward him.
He didn't wait. In one motion, Kakashi scooped her up, his hands gripping under her thick thighs, her legs wrapping around his waist. Her back hit the wall again, pinned, her pussy brushing against the hard length of him as her breath hitched in surprise.
She reached between them, guided him down, and gasped when the head slid between her folds, hot and slick.
"Do it," she begged.
He thrust up and in with no warning.
Her head slammed back against the wall as a sharp cry tore from her throat. Kakashi drove into her like a weapon, his cock stretching her wide, sinking deep until their hips pressed flush.
"F-fuck!" she cried out, her legs squeezing tighter around him.
He didn't stop. His hands gripped her ass hard, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he pounded her against the wall. Each thrust made her body bounce in his grip, her full breasts jostling violently with every slam.
The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the mist-slicked room.
Slap-slap-slap.
Mei could hardly breathe, his cock filling her completely, hitting deep angles that made her legs quiver, her voice shatter. The position gave her no escape, no control.
And she loved it.
"Harder," she whispered, nails digging into his back. "Make me scream."
He responded by fucking her harder, his hips brutal, rhythm unrelenting. The muscles in his arms flexed as he held her up, used her, owned her.
"You wanted this," he growled into her ear. "You've been walking around your damn office like your cunt doesn't need taming."
"Then tame it!" She moaned helplessly.
Kakashi shifted his grip and angled his hips slightly upward. The next thrust made her scream, his cock grinding against her G-spot, forcing her pussy to spasm wildly around him.
He kept going. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, legs shaking, eyes rolling, voice reduced to high, broken gasps as he kept thrusting into her, prolonging the high until she was a moaning mess in his arms.
Only then did he pull out, slow, teasing.
Mei whimpered at the loss.
Her pussy fluttered open, slick leaking down her thighs as Kakashi carried her to the bed and tossed her down like a prize.
She looked up at him, hair tangled, breasts heaving, body twitching.
He smirked.
"I'm not finished with you yet."