[* 3rd Person POV *] Naruto’s eyes were half-lidded, dark and heavy with everything he had been holding back for years.
He hovered over her, one hand still pinned above her head, the other resting lightly on the side of her throat where he had choked her just moments earlier.
The memory of how completely she had melted beneath that touch made his cock twitch hard against her soaked folds.
He could feel her trembling, feel the way her heart was hammering under his palm.
She was already lost to him, and he hadn’t even taken her yet.
A slow, wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
“Still so responsive,” he murmured, voice low and teasing.
“Even after all this time… you get so wet for me it’s disgustingly lovely~” Hinata’s breath hitched.
The praise sent another deep pulse straight through her womb.
She felt it in her clit, in her nipples, in the hollow between her legs.
She wanted to be disgusting.
She wanted to be nothing but his.
Naruto shifted his weight slightly, then without warning his large hand came down in a sharp, open-palmed slap across her enormous, heavy breasts.
The sound was loud in the quiet room.
The wet smack of his palm meeting soft flesh echoed off the walls.
Hinata’s eyes flew wide.
A shocked, broken whimper tore from her throat.
He slapped my tits… The shock was instant.
Her body seized.
Then the pleasure crashed over her like a tidal wave.
The first contact sent electricity straight through her nipples.
The sting bloomed into an intense, burning heat that shot down to her clit and pooled in her womb.
Her eyes rolled back.
Her back arched violently off the bed.
A sharp cry ripped out of her as her thighs clamped down around his waist, soaking his cock completely.
“I—I’m—!” she gasped, voice cracking.
Then it hit.
Her entire body convulsed.
A violent, uncontrollable squirt exploded between her legs, soaking the sheets beneath her and running down the sides of her thighs in hot, messy jets.
The shock of the sudden orgasm made her scream.
The pleasure was so intense, so unexpected, that she felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes.
She had never imagined anything like this.
Never imagined that being slapped by him could feel this good, this overwhelming, this magical.
He… he made me squirt… from a single slap… I’m so embarrassed… but I’ve never felt anything like it… I love him… I love him so much I could die… Naruto’s smirk deepened.
He watched her face the entire time, mesmerized by the way her eyes fluttered and rolled, the way her mouth hung open in a perfect O of bliss.
“Fuck, look at you,” he whispered, voice thick with satisfaction.
“Getting so wet for me already.
Such a good girl.” He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her swollen, tear-damp cheek.
Then another to her trembling lip.
“Your tits… they’re even better than I remembered,” he murmured against her skin, thumb brushing over one heavy, flushed nipple.
“So full.
So soft.
Made to be grabbed, to be slapped, to be loved.
I’ve been thinking about these every single day since I became Hokage.
Imagining how they’d feel in my hands.
How they’d look bouncing while I fucked you.
You’ve only gotten more perfect, my love.” The words hit her like another slap only this one was gentler, sweeter, and it made her cum again.
Her second orgasm rolled through her in a slow, rolling wave, a deep, emotional climax that made her walls flutter and her hips jerk helplessly.
Tears spilled freely down her temples as she sobbed his name, overwhelmed by how much she loved him, how much she needed him, how completely she belonged to him.
“I love you,” she whispered brokenly, voice hoarse and trembling.
“I love you… I love your hands… I love when you slap me… I love everything about you…” Naruto’s smirk softened into something darker, more possessive.
He finally shifted his weight, sliding backward until he was kneeling between her spread thighs.
His enormous, thick cock veined, heavy, and already leaking rested directly between the soft, heavy globes of her breasts.
The heat of it pulsed against her skin.
He didn’t move.
He simply looked down at her with a lazy, adoring smirk, one hand still resting on her throat, the other cupping the side of her face.
“Show me how much you love me, wife,” he murmured.
“Use your tits on me.
Like the good devotee you are.” Hinata’s breath hitched.
The words sent another fresh rush of wetness between her legs.
She looked up at him through glassy, adoring eyes and felt something shift inside her chest something sacred, something permanent.
He’s commanding me like I was made for this.
Like I belong on my knees with his cock between my breasts.
Like I was made to worship him.
She didn’t hesitate.
She brought her hands up slowly, reverently, cupping the heavy undersides of her own breasts and lifting them around his shaft.
The soft, warm flesh of her tits enveloped him completely.
She squeezed gently, mindful of every inch, and began to move.
Slow at first.
Up and down.
The head of his cock slid between her breasts, dragging over her nipples with every stroke.
Hinata’s breath came in soft, broken whimpers.
She loved the way his cock felt hot, thick, pulsing against her skin.
She loved the way it twitched and throbbed every time she squeezed.
She loved the way his hips jerked involuntarily, the way his low groans filled the room.
He feels so good… so hard… so warm… I’m supposed to be his wife, his devotee, his everything… I should be perfect for this… She increased the pace just a fraction, rolling her breasts in slow, deliberate circles.
Her tongue darted out to lick the underside of his shaft every time it dragged over her tongue.
She kissed the head, then took it into her mouth for one soft, reverent suck before returning to the slow, worshipful movement between her tits.
Naruto’s hand tightened on her throat in approval.
His eyes were half-lidded, watching every movement with raw hunger.
“Fuck… that’s it,” he growled, voice strained.
“Just like that.
Show me how much you missed this.” Hinata moaned around the head of his cock, the vibration making his hips buck once.
She picked up the rhythm again, sliding her breasts up and down his length with perfect devotion, loving every reaction she got from him the way his abs tightened, the way his cock swelled even harder, the way his breath grew ragged.
She was a goddess for him.
A devoted wife.
A woman who had waited years just to feel this.
And she was never going to let him go again.
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