Sakura Uchiha stepped into the exclusive massage parlor, "{{user}}'s Healing Touch," her curiosity piqued by the rave reviews she had heard. She had been feeling the strain from her intense training and countless missions, her muscles aching for relief. The ambiance of the parlor was calming, with soft music and the subtle scent of essential oils in the air. She admired the professionalism and attention to detail as she was guided through the process.

Feeling a mixture of anticipation and relaxation, Sakura made her way to the private room, appreciating the serene atmosphere. She undressed, neatly folding her clothes, and slipped under the soft towel provided, ready to experience the renowned skills of {{user}}. Lying down on the bed, her thoughts began to quiet as she prepared for the massage that promised to ease her tension and rejuvenate her body.

"Ah... that's wonderful," she sighed softly, feeling the tension in her muscles begin to melt away as his skilled hands worked their magic. She closed her eyes and relaxed into the massage table, a gentle smile on her lips. "You have an incredible touch."

She let out a tiny yelp at the twinge of discomfort before relaxing back into the table with a contented sigh. The sensation was gone almost as quickly as it had come, replaced by a wonderful sense of lightness and relief. "Wow," she breathed. "That feels amazing."

Her body melted into the table, allowing herself to fully enjoy the expert massage and the blissful escape from her usual duties. This was exactly what she needed.

Her breath caught in her throat as he continued to work his magic on her back and lower spine. Every touch seemed to know just where she needed it most, easing the knots and tension that had built up over weeks of constant training and stress. "Mmh," she murmured, her eyes drifting shut in utter pleasure. The soft sheets beneath her felt like a cloud, enveloping her in warmth and comfort.

"Hmm?" she asked drowsily, not quite registering the shift in his touch as he moved lower on her body. Her mind was already drifting away into a state of deep relaxation, her muscles loosening further with each passing moment. The massage felt so incredible, she didn't want to think about anything else.

As his skilled hands worked their way down her legs, Sakura let out a soft moan of pleasure. His touch felt incredible, so gentle yet somehow powerful at the same time. She couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to have him massage somewhere else... lower... closer to her core. The thought made her shiver with anticipation and desire.

"R-Ryan?" she asked hesitantly, her voice barely audible over the sound of his practiced movements. "Do you do other kinds of massages too?"

"Really?" She perked up at the mention of a belly massage, the thought sending a thrill through her. "I've never had one before... could you show me what it's like?" She felt a blush creep up her cheeks as she spoke, embarrassed by her own desire but unable to contain it any longer.

Her body ached for release, and with every stroke of his expert hands on her skin, the need grew stronger. This massage was turning into something far more than just a luxurious treat - it was becoming an erotic experience she would never forget.

As the massage continued to bring her more and more pleasure, Sakura nodded eagerly in agreement. Of course she wanted him to finish what he'd started on her back first. But once he was done with that... she could only imagine how incredible a belly massage would feel. The anticipation built inside of her, making every touch from his skilled hands feel more exquisite than the last.

She bit down gently on her lip, trying to stay quiet and respectful as he continued his work, but it was growing harder and harder to contain the rising pleasure within her. Her hips began to move slightly against the table, unconsciously seeking out a deeper connection with his hands. The thought of finally having him touch her lower made her moan softly, unable to stop herself from expressing how incredible this felt.

Her moan turned into a whimper as he massaged her back with the oil. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before; slippery and smooth, making every movement feel intensified. She arched her back slightly, giving him better access to all of the areas that he wanted to work on. The oil dripped down between her buttocks, and she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like for him to spread them apart and rub it into her most sensitive spot.

She knew that if he continued like this, she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer; the need to feel his hands on her intimately was growing almost unbearable. Every fiber of her being was focused on the sensations coursing through her body, every nerve ending alight with desire and pleasure. She couldn't help but wonder how much more intense it would get when he finally moved lower...

As he carefully touched her thighs and then lower still, Sakura felt herself tremble with anticipation. Her breath came in short, shallow gasps as his hands glided over her skin, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. She arched into his touch, eager for more, her muscles tense with the effort to remain quiet and composed beneath the table.

The sensation of his skilled fingers stroking across her most sensitive parts was almost unbearable, driving her higher and higher with each passing moment. Her hips bucked against the table in a futile attempt to find relief, wanting nothing more than for him to touch her deeply, completely. As he neared her core, she bit down on her lip so hard it drew blood, trying desperately not to moan out loud and betray the intensity of what she was feeling.

Sakura could feel her own body betraying her, quivering and tensing beneath his expert touch. The sensations he was creating were driving her wild, overwhelming any trace of self-control she might have had left. With a soft, anguished moan, she arched her back off the table, offering herself up to him completely as her hips writhed against his fingers in a vain attempt to find release.

"Please," she gasped out between gasps for air. "Don't stop." Her body trembled with need and desire, every nerve ending crying out for satisfaction. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, the pleasure growing more intense by the second. She didn't know how much longer she could last; all she knew was that she wanted this massage to go on forever, if only so he could keep making her feel like this.

Her breath

With each clap to her behind, the sensation spread through her like wildfire, making her shudder and moan even louder. "Yes," she gasped out, tears of pleasure streaming down her cheeks as his expert fingers continued to work their magic. Her body was on fire with need, every fiber screaming for him to touch her deeper still, harder. She arched herself off the table again, her breasts pressing against his arm as she begged for release without words.

Her hips bucked and writhed beneath his skilled hands, a primal sound of pleasure escaping from deep within her throat. The sensation was building inside her, growing stronger and more intense with each passing second, threatening to overwhelm her completely. But she didn't want it to end - she never wanted this incredible massage to stop, because with every touch he made her feel like she was

With each slap against her overheated skin, Sakura felt a jolt of pleasure-pain race through her body. She moaned and arched into the sensation, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to keep up with the rising tide of desire within her. His words only served to fuel her ardor; if Sasuke wouldn't approve, then all the better. This was a secret between her and Ryan that no one else needed to know about.

She cried out his name as the sensation built to a crescendo, her body tensing and trembling as the pleasure threatened to consume her entirely. With one final moan of ecstasy, she climaxed hard, her entire body shuddering with release as waves of pleasure coursed through every inch of her being. As the sensation began to subside, leaving her limp and sated, she could

Sakura smiled weakly and licked her lips as she slowly caught her breath. "I think... I think this was the best massage of my life," she murmured, her voice still hoarse with pleasure. She felt strangely content and satisfied, as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Looking up at Ryan, she couldn't help but feel grateful for the experience they had shared. "Thank you..." she whispered softly.

Sakura let out another shuddering moan as his hands continued their work on her body. She could feel her body beginning to respond again, the pleasure coursing through her like a drug. With each slap of his hand against her behind and every stroke of his expert fingers on her skin, she felt herself growing closer to the edge once more. Her hips began to move in time with his touch, eager for release and satisfaction. "Ryan..." she breathed, arching into his touch.

Her breath came faster as she neared the brink again, her entire being focused on the sensations radiating outward from where he touched her. His words earlier had only served to inflame her desire, making it impossible for her to resist any longer. As he brought her closer and closer to the edge, she felt herself falling helplessly under his spell, losing herself in the erotic rhythm of his hands upon her body.

Her voice cracked as she moaned his name. He'd found her sweet spot over and over again with practiced hands and a knowing touch. With each slap of his hand against her skin, she felt a jolt of pleasure that made her writhe beneath him, desperate for more. "R-Ryan...," she panted, trembling as the sensation built inside of her once more. Her eyes were glassy with pleasure and fatigue as she looked up at him, hardly able to form coherent thoughts through the haze of desire clouding her mind.

With a final cry of release, her body arched into his touch one last time before collapsing back against the table in a boneless heap. She felt utterly spent and satisfied as he continued to massage her limbs, now softer and more tender than ever before. Sakura knew that she would never forget this night, or the incredible sensations

Her cheeks flushed crimson as he spoke, his words bringing a mixture of shame and arousal to her face. The sight of him looking at her so intently only served to heighten the sensations coursing through her body. She let out another moan when he began to rub her opened folds, wanting him to touch her there. His fingers teased her entrance, circling and pressing against her sensitive flesh as she squirmed helplessly beneath his expert hands.

"Ryan... please," she begged, arching into his touch again. The pleasure was so intense that it felt almost painful, but she didn't want him to stop; she needed him to make her feel like this forever. Her hips bucked up off the table as he continued to tease her, desperate for release and satisfaction. His words had ignited a fire inside of her, making her yearn for his touch in a

Her moans filled the room as he continued to tease her, pressing two fingers deeper into her wet heat. She arched off the table, her back bowing in a silent plea for more, her muscles quivering with need and desire. The pressure built inside of her, growing tighter and more intense with every passing moment.

"Ryan... I'm close," she gasped, her voice hoarse from the pleasure. "Don't stop." She reached down between their bodies, desperate to touch him, to feel his hardness against her as they both came together. His fingers found her sensitive bundle of nerves, circling and stroking until at last he pressed deep inside, triggering her release in a shuddering wave of pleasure.

Her body convulsed around his fingers, tightening impossibly before finally relaxing bonelessly against the table. Her breath came in ragged gas

As he brought her to orgasm with his skilled fingers, Sakura's entire body was wracked by pleasure. Her hips bucked and thrashed against the table, making a muffled sound of ecstasy as she surrendered fully to the sensations racing through her. She arched into his touch, desperate for more, her fingers digging into the soft sheets as she tried to ground herself.

When at last the wave of pleasure subsided, leaving her spent and sated, she collapsed back against the table with a deep sigh. Her eyes were glazed over, her lips swollen from his kisses and her skin flushed with desire. She looked up at him, trying to find words to express what he'd just done for her but finding herself speechless in the wake of such incredible pleasure.

She nodded weakly, unable to tear her eyes away from his as she whispered back, "Yes... it was amazing..." Her cheeks flushed again as she remembered the forbidden words he'd said, but instead of feeling guilty or embarrassed, she felt a shiver of pleasure run down her spine. There was something about Ryan that made her feel so safe and free, even when they were pushing boundaries she never thought she had.

She reached up to stroke his cheek, their gazes locking for another moment before she leaned in and kissed him tenderly, gratitude filling every corner of her heart. As he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, Sakura closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of being held by him, this man who had brought her so much pleasure and comfort in a single evening. She didn't want to let go, not yet... but knew that eventually she would have to

She smiled against his lips as he kissed her back, their breath mingling together in a shuddery sigh. "Thank you... for everything," she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion. In that moment, she didn't want the night to end; she wanted to stay wrapped up in Ryan's arms forever. But she knew they couldn't; dawn was coming, and soon enough Sasuke would be looking for her.

As much as she hated the thought of leaving his side, part of her was eager to see how he'd react when she told him about everything that had happened here tonight. A delicious shiver raced down her spine at the idea of seeing his face when she revealed the truth: that she hadn't just received a massage, but something so much more intimate and special... something they could share together, no matter how far apart their lives might lead them.

Her eyes widened as he whispered those words to her, a mix of shock and desire flaring in her chest. It was true; she had been thinking about Sasuke constantly lately, feeling guilty for the distance between them. But Ryan's offer... it was like a dream come true. She could stay here, with him, where they had shared such incredible pleasure together.

Tentatively, she reached up to stroke his cheek again, her touch almost hesitant but filled with longing nonetheless. "I..." she began softly, searching for the words to express what was in her heart. "I don't know if I should... what would Sasuke think?" The question came out barely audible over their shared breath, but it lingered between them nonetheless.

"Um... I don't know... maybe six inches?" she answered uncertainly, feeling a little self-conscious about even thinking about her husband's penis size at that moment. The thought made heat rise to her cheeks again as Ryan continued to gaze down at her with an expression she couldn't quite read.

"Well, I'm sure he wouldn't mind too much if you stayed here," he said softly, his thumb gently tracing circles around the shell of her ear. "In fact... I think he might enjoy it." Her heart skipped a beat at his words; they sent a shiver of desire coursing through her entire body, making it impossible to resist the temptation any longer.

Her breath caught in her throat as he asked her such a intimate question. "No... not really..." she confessed softly, looking down at their entwined hands before meeting his gaze again. She wanted to see the expression on his face, feel the weight of his words. There was something about him that made her trust him, made her want to be honest with him even when it was difficult.

"Then why not stay?" he asked gently, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "You know you don't have to go back if you don't want to." His voice held such sincerity, such understanding, that she found herself believing him without any hesitation at all.

"But... what about Sasuke?" she whispered, still unable to let go of the guilt and doubt that had been weighing on her for so long. It felt like a heavy burden

Her eyes widened as she took in the impressive length and girth of his erection, her breath catching in her throat. Even with the dim light, it was clear that he was much larger than Sasuke had ever been. The knowledge made a hot, delicious shiver race down her spine, and for a moment she could only stare, unable to process the impact of what she was seeing.

"Ryan..." She whispered his name, feeling as if someone had reached inside her chest and squeezed her heart tight. Her fingers trembled where they rested against his bare thigh, wanting to touch him, to feel him pressed against her once more. The desire that flared within her was impossible to ignore; it consumed every other thought in her head until there was nothing left but the need to have him again.

"Would you... stay with me?" she asked quietly, barely

Her cheeks flushed crimson as he teased her with his words, but she couldn't help the smile that spread across her lips. Of course she hadn't wanted to leave; how could anyone possibly want to say goodbye to something so perfect? She nodded, biting her bottom lip nervously as she met his gaze. "Yes... if you'll have me." The words were barely audible over the sound of their ragged breaths, but they carried all the longing and desire she felt inside.

As their eyes locked, time seemed to stand still for a heartbeat. Then Ryan leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss that left her reeling. His tongue traced the contours of her mouth, stroking and teasing until she moaned into his mouth, eager for more. Her hands slipped beneath the thin fabric of their clothes to touch him again, her f

Her breath hitched as he spoke to her like that, demanding and possessive. She felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine, making her want him even more than she already had. With trembling hands, she slipped out from beneath the sheet, revealing her naked form to his hungry gaze. Then, slowly and carefully, she lowered herself to her knees in front of him, eyes never leaving his as she placed a tender kiss on the tip of his erection.

Her fingers curled around the base of his length, guiding it toward her mouth as she leaned forward again. The head of his cock nudged against her lips, and with a moan, she opened wide, taking him deep into her throat. Her tongue swirled around him, teasing and pleasuring even as she took more of him in her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she suck

As she took more and more of him into her mouth, Sakura felt a delicious pressure building within her core. Her tongue flicked over the sensitive ridge behind the head of his cock, eliciting a groan from Ryan that vibrated through her entire body. She could feel the heat of him spreading through her throat as she sucked and licked him with abandon.

Her hands slid down his thighs, teasingly close to his balls but never quite touching them. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she continued to service him, her lips and tongue working in tandem to drive him wild with pleasure. It felt so good, having him like this beneath her; dominating her every sensation and filling her mouth with the most amazing flavor she'd ever tasted. She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have all of him inside of her, stretching

Sakura moaned around his cock as he spoke, her words muffled by the thick flesh in her mouth. She arched her back, pressing herself further into him as she continued to suck and lick hungrily. "Oh God," she groaned, feeling a shiver of pleasure run up her spine at the taste of him. The saltiness mixed with the bitter tang was intoxicating, making her crave more, needing it deep inside her.

Her hands curled into fists at her sides, ready to reach out and touch him again, but she resisted the urge for now, wanting to focus on pleasuring him orally for as long as he'd let her. As she moved up and down his length, sucking hard when he grew thicker in her mouth, her lips brushed against the sensitive flesh at the base of his shaft, teasing the puckered entrance

Her cries echoed through the room as her body trembled with pleasure. The sting of his hand on her ass only served to heighten the sensations coursing through her, making her moan his name even louder. "Yes... yes, Master," she whimpered between gasps for air, already feeling her orgasm building once more as he continued to fuck her mouth and slap her wet cheeks.

Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, the muscles in her arms tense from holding herself up on shaking knees. She could feel him growing harder inside her mouth, his hips thrusting deeper and faster as he neared his own release. Her lips were sore from stretching around him, but she didn't care; all that mattered was the pleasure she derived from pleasuring him like this.

With a final gasp, her body arched backwards, pressing further against

Her breath caught in her throat as he asked the question, the words hitting her like a blow to the chest. For a moment, she couldn't speak, couldn't even think beyond the weight of his query. The sensations building inside her seemed to recede for an instant, replaced by a sudden chill that made her shiver and hunch over slightly.

But then she found herself answering without really thinking about it. "Ryan..." she whispered, looking up at him with eyes wide and full of emotion. "I... I prefer you." Her voice was barely audible, but there was no mistaking the truth in her words. The admission itself seemed to break something loose inside her; with a moan, she leaned back in and sucked on his cock again, harder than before, as if trying to erase the confession from the air between them.

As the hot, salty liquid filled her mouth, she closed her eyes and moaned around him, savoring the taste as it spread down her throat. Her hands gripped his thighs tightly, feeling the tension in his body as he approached his release. With a final groan, he emptied himself into her mouth, filling her with warmth and satisfaction that went far beyond the physical pleasure of their act.

For a long moment, they remained like that, her lips pressed against the soft flesh of him as he panted heavily above her. Her cheeks were wet with his cum, but she didn't care; all she could feel was an overwhelming sense of peace and contentment. This man had given her something she hadn't known she needed until now: a connection that went deeper than the physical, a feeling of belonging and acceptance that was more important than anything else in the world.

Her cheeks flushed as she swallowed the last of his seed, a moan escaping her lips as it slid down her throat. She looked up at him with eyes shining bright with emotion, feeling something shift inside her chest, something precious and fragile that seemed to be growing stronger by the moment. Without a word, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his soft skin, savoring the taste of him on her tongue even as it began to regain its sensitivity after being put through such intense use.

Her heart raced as he spoke, his words sending a thrill of desire coursing through her veins. She nodded eagerly, her hands trembling with anticipation as she reached down between their bodies to stroke him again. "Yes... I'll do it," she breathed, meeting his gaze as her fingers found his length once more and began moving in a steady rhythm.

The feel of his skin against her palm sent shivers through her entire body, making her nipples harden even further and sending a fresh wave of wetness between her legs. Her eyes never left his as she stroked him faster and harder, desperate for the sensation of having him inside her again. "Please..." she whispered, her voice catching in her throat. "I want you."

Her hips began to move in time with her hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she neared orgasm