Staring at a blank computer screen was becoming the norm for Sakura. Sure, the day with Sasuke had given her plenty to write about, but she was exhausted. Holding herself back while hearing comment after comment about how good she looked in each dress she tried on really wore a girl out. It was almost like Sasuke wanted her to rape him. Not once did he look at the girls that had sluttied their outfits while helping her try on dresses. Sakura brushed it off though. They were there to find a dress for her to wear to his important business dinner. Of course, Sasuke would be focused and professional the entire time. He was working.

Now she had to ask herself whether or not to write a chapter based on the day or if she should just write some crummy 'and they lived happily ever after' ending and get out of the story before Naruto gave her away. The decision was tough and though her mind was screaming 'get out while you can', Sakura really wanted to keep writing. It wasn't like the temptation and the dirty thoughts were going to go away. Writing the story was a way for her to control herself when around Sasuke and if she stopped writing it then that outlet would be gone. She wasn't done working for the man so the want and need wasn't going to disappear.

Using that as an excuse, Sakura put her fingers to the keys. The day had been too perfect for her to not write about.

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How they ended up in the situation they were now in, she didn't know. One moment he was complimenting her on how a dress made her figure look and the next he was shoving her up against the dressing room wall as his hands explored beneath the fabric she wore. Not that the secretary minded her boss's hot touch. Fire quickly burned through her veins as she pressed back against him. What he wanted, she wanted to give to him.

"Please, hurry."

Not only was the fact that he was always so forceful in taking what he wanted, but the fact that they were once again doing something like this in such a public place, turned her on. The time under the bridge was different, however, since there hadn't been anyone else around. At the moment, there was a girl in the next stall changing her clothes and shopping without realizing what was going on.

Pressing back further, the needy secretary pleaded almost silently for her boss's touch. He was teasing and she knew it. His hands skimmed sensitive areas without touching the spots she really wanted him to touch. She was in no position to argue, however, since he had her pinned.

Suddenly, his hands gripped her breasts, forcing her dress to rise and he slid inside of her completely with no resistance. They'd had enough sex before that he didn't have to prepare her unless he wanted to tease her even more.

Holding back her noises was difficult for the young hard working girl. Her boss was so big and hit all the right places that she was basically screaming his name without making a sound. His thrusts came hard and fast as she attempted to find some sort of purchase on the wall. She needed something to ground her or else she was certain that she was just going to slip away.

Only a few more thrusts left them both panting. His come was deep within her just like his softening member. Slowly he pulled out but did not release her from his hold.

Shuddering as his tongue ran across the back of her ear, the secretary tried not to moan as his hot breath ran across her skin.

"This dress makes you look absolutely fuckable. I think we should keep looking unless you want me to be doing that to you all damn night."

Nodding, she was released and removed the dress for his hungry eyes to see. After slipping on the next dress, the secretary found her back pressed against the wall of the dressing room and her legs already wrapped around his strong waist.

"This one makes you look edible. Don't mind if I take a taste, do you?"

Shaking her head, considering he was going to do what he wanted whether she said yes or no, once again she was forced to silence herself by biting her lips and tongue.

His teeth left marks along her skin as he bit and nipped any bare skin that he could while she was wearing such a revealing dress. His hands slid up her thighs to raise the dress just enough for him to once again slip into her.

"You are still so tight no matter how many times I fuck you."

"On-only for you."

Those three stuttered words were barely squeaked out before he picked up the pace and once again screwed her in the dressing room. This was their fifth dress and their fifth time. There was a lot to say for his stamina and her abilities to remain silent even when her entire body was screaming out in pleasure. They hadn't been caught yet.

Finishing inside of her, her boss pulled out once again after placing a dominating kiss on her already bruised lips.

"Another."

Three dresses later, she found herself with her hands on the bench of the dressing room, staring in the mirror as he took her from behind once more. Her body was exhausted and her sounds were beginning to slip through her lips. Several people had entered and left the dressing room area without being the wiser as to what was happening right next to them, but she wasn't sure how much longer that was going to happen.

His thrusts were deep and fast as he slammed into her. Each and every time he hit the right spot to make her mumble out his name and move closer and closer to the edge she'd fallen from so many times. Finally, she tottered off and he was quick to follow.

Unable to get up from her knees, her boss pulled up his secretary and pointed at one last dress.

"This will be the one you buy. You can put it on now if you'd like. I'll only take it off of you later so you can wait. It doesn't matter to me."

Shaking her head, no, she motioned that they should just go.

He smirked while helping her to find her clothes before pulling her out of the room and to the register to pay for the dress. Shopping sure could be exhausting.

The chapter was rather short, but Sakura was pleased with it for now and decided to post it. If Naruto did let it slip to Sasuke then she'd deal with that later. For now, she was pleased with the chapter she'd written and couldn't wait to see what her reviewers said.

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Just before going to bed, Sasuke checked one last time for a new chapter. He was pleasantly surprised to find one waiting for him when he pulled up Sakura's story. He was even happier after reading it. She's done what he'd been hoping that she'd do and wrote smut about them being in the changing room.

Now he had plenty to think about as he was taking a shower, falling asleep, staring at Sakura the next day at work and just in general. Most would see this as a problem. He went through the majority of the day with a hard on just because he could see her from where he sat. Sasuke didn't mind at all, however. Better that he gets to see her than some pervert. Sakura was his and Sasuke wasn't sharing. He also wasn't sure how long he'd be able to resist making her his for real.

Every time he got up from his desk to take care of his problem, Sasuke had to force himself to walk to his bathroom rather than her desk. Sakura's mouth would feel so much better than his hand, but that wasn't possible. At least not yet. He was planning on changing that fact. A little hint that she actually liked him in return would be nice, but Sasuke wasn't waiting for that to happen. Every girl wanted him and was certainly obvious about it. Every girl except for Sakura. Either she was extremely good at hiding it or he needed to try just a little harder to make her fall. Either way, he wanted her affection.

When to do, it was the real problem. Before the dinner was too risky since it could make things extremely awkward and he needed the night to go well purely for his own sanity. Waiting too long could allow another guy to swoop in and try and take what was already his. Sasuke was full of uncertainty. Why did this pinkette have to be so sexy and beautiful? Why couldn't she just fall at his feet already so he could sex her up for real? These were questions that he needed answers to.

What Sasuke knew for sure, was the next day at work was going to be harder than the one before. Everything she did turned him on. Things were not going to end well if he made a move and she ended up refusing. Sasuke didn't think prison was going to go well for him considering he was definitely going to rape her.

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Now that she was done reading the new chapter that was posted, Hinata moved quickly through the house to find her not so sneaky husband. Naruto was sure to be somewhere dumb 'hiding' while reading the same story. Hinata hadn't said a word about Sasuke knowing everything since he called since Hinata knew that Naruto was going to play dumb unless she caught him in the act.

Sure enough, he was sitting in their closet with his laptop on his lap while reading the screen.

"What are you doing, Naruto?"

Jumping as if someone had placed a gun to his head and shouted 'freeze', Naruto slowly turned to look up at his wife. "Just surfing the net. Why?"

"Well you are in the closet."

"I like it to be dark."

"With the light on?"

"I like the privacy."

"But we are married. You should be able to tell me anything and everything. What is it that you could possibly need to be alone for?"

At this point she knew that he knew he was cornered. With a sigh, he gave up. "When did you find out?"

"Sasuke called earlier."

"He knows?"

"Since chapter one. Who do you think gives her all these great ideas?"

"Does Sakura know that he knows?"

"Of course not! Sasuke wanted me to make sure you knew that she better not find out that he knows until he's ready for her to unless we want to lose everything."

Naruto swallowed before nodding. "Alright, I'll be sneaky about it."

"Sneaky about it! He already freaking caught you! Why do you think he called me to say don't let your dumbass husband ruin everything! You are beyond being sneaky! You are not allowed to say anything to Sakura about this story! Not in a review and definitely not in person! I don't even want you to see her!"

Naruto knew he was in trouble. At least Sasuke knew and now that Hinata knew that Naruto knew then Naruto could get a little help with a different sort of problem that Sakura's story had created. "Alright, alright. I get it. You know, you being all dominating turns me on."

Hinata rolled her eyes before leaving their walk-in closet and slamming the door behind her. She knew that it wouldn't be long before Naruto came in search of her and got exactly what he wanted, but she wasn't just going to give in. Where was the fun in that?

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xTsu