Dirty Little Secrets(Short Stories)
He was willing to play her game, for the rewards were more than worth it.
Her hands, surprisingly strong, snaked out, gripping the front of his shirt. She tugged him closer, her byakugan boring into his soul. "Enough talk," she murmured, her voice husky. "I've been waiting all day."
Sasuke allowed himself a small smile, a flicker of genuine pleasure. "Impatient, Hyuga? I thought patience was a virtue."
"Not tonight," she countered, ripping his shirt open, scattering the buttons. Her fingers trailed across his bare chest, tracing the lines of his muscles, lingering over the faded curse mark on his shoulder. She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. "Tonight, I want you to beg."