The kissing continued as did her silent and useless struggles. It only inflamed me more, emotionally and physically. She had yet to realize it but I was stiff and erect against her soft thighs. I kissed her over and over and over not caring. After waiting so long I was going to have my fill. I was going to take what was mine.
Finally I stopped to breathe. She gasped for breath as well. She was crying a little bit. I felt my heart squeeze. But then she made me. I had to do this. I needed this. Her eyes widened as she realised that I was stiff against her.
“Ohmigod… Kiba… Please don’t do this… Someone will come. Someone will catch you and I wont be able to defend you like this,” She begged me, the tears trailing down her cheeks. She cared. In my crazed state I still knew she didn’t hate me, she still cared about me. But she was wrong. No one would come. The sun was already setting and many shinobi’s were off on missions.
“Liar… You don’t want me to stop” I whispered in her ear. “ You’re father wont miss you because he will just assume your training through the night again and you will be… You will be training… With me. Only… It’s a little different than the normal training we would normally do hmmmm?”
I pushed myself harder against her letting her feel how I felt. She gasped. I...