A/N Sup guys. This is my first fic. I got my inspiration from a picture done by nami86; it's quite possibly the sexiest picture ever! It also shows what sakura is wearing in the chapter. And if you liked the pic I'm sure you'll enjoy nami86's other pictures she does amazing work so check her out at deviant art. The link to the picture is in my profile.

Now onto the fic. I really hope you like it and there will be a second chapter. I don't know how soon though lol. So plz enjoy!

Disclaimer: yeah I don't own naruto; I'm not a 33 year old man.

Womanizer

Chapter one

Music thumped loudly outside the club as the young woman stepped lithely onto the carpet lining the entrance. The bouncer took one look at the woman and lifted the velvet rope. She smirked at him, as he looked her up and down as she passed. She could feel his eyes on her back, or rather a few inches lower as she entered through the doorway to the club.

The music was much louder inside, if that was possible, but it didn't bother the girl an avid club goer. She sauntered through the club up to the bar that lined the balcony. She looked over the edge watching the pulsing of the sea of people below, rippling and shaking like a tsunami on the dance floor. She smirked again; she had obviously came to the right place. She made her way down the metal framed stairs towards the bottom level that held the dance floor and was lined with a glass bar.

She opted for the bar first; she needed to loosen up if she was going to lose herself on the dance floor tonight. She straddled the bar stool and watched the bartender meander over to her.

His eyes roamed her face and slowly wandered down to her chest. She beckoned his eyes back up by licking her lips. She reveled in the bewildered look he gave her, like he'd never seen a girl before in his life but her.

Her words flowed like cream "a Cosmo please." She ordered. He stared for a moment until she egged him on with an expectant look. He quickly gathered a small cocktail glass. Her presence looming over him was obvious as his hands trembled. When he looked up at her watching him, he fumbled the glass, catching it just before it clattered to the floor. He didn't dare look back up at her as he prepared the drink and shyly slid it toward her. He then spun around to address the other side of the bar looking quite red.

She grasped the stem of the glass delicately sipping its contents. She scanned the dance floor, crossing her legs. She sipped once more tugging her very short black dress down a little lower to cover the garter that was peeking out.

Looking over the room her eyes fell on another set that were scoping her out as well. He smirked. She smirked back, definitely a player, and most likely a womanizer, but two could play that game. And she would just as easily dump him out like Sunday's trash after tonight's events.

She slid off the stool, allowing him a glimpse of the garter she had just seconds earlier fought to cover. He smirked wider. She strutted towards him. He was sitting in a booth surrounded by girls dressed in mid drift baring shirts and scant skirts, but his eyes were on only her. Definitely a player. But that didn't stop the pink haired vixen; she continued strutting towards him in a way that would make most men drop to their knees.

However the raven haired man seemed unaffected or he was just disguising it extremely well. He lifted from the booth to meet her half way. Every girl at the table followed him with there eyes, looking disgruntled and when they spotted who he was approaching each one of their faces contorted into an array of dirty looks.

They stopped just inches away from each other, she looked at him expectantly. He looked at her giving his best bedroom eyes telling her just what he expected to get from her tonight. They were surrounded by people grinding to the music and no sooner then she had realized she was getting horrible glares. He had come up behind her and had begun to grind into her running his hands down her sides. The glares turned into something she couldn't even describe. She didn't give a fuck though. She was dancing with the hottest guy in the club! She turned around and began to join in swaying to the music in sync with him. She grasped the front of his shirt with her thin fingers, and pulled his ear towards her sultry lips, still grinding.

"what's your name baby?" She whispered into his ear in a throaty sexy voice.

"Sasuke." He let his smooth deep voice flow into her ear.

She nodded "sakura" she answered his question before he could voice it.

But names didn't matter. They continued to dance as if the hundreds of people surrounding them didn't even exist. They're eyes only on each other. The fact he was a womanizer was obvious but it wasn't like she gave a damn, she grinded into him harder. She was using him for the exact same thing he was using her for and he was drop dead sexy. She wasn't about to let a face like that leave with another girl.

They danced for awhile but soon it wasn't enough he wanted her now. The grinding of her hips into his had made his pants feel a little tighter, and before she could voice how badly she wanted him too he was leading her out of the crowd and through a door that blended with the wall, if he hadn't have known it was there he probably would have never found it.

The door slammed behind them, muting the music only slightly.

"Friends with the owner?" she asked in her musical voice.

"You're looking at him" he answered in a sultry bedroom voice.

She smirked he had a way of making her heart race something she wasn't used to.

They stepped through another door that blended perfectly with the wall. And the moment they were in they were all over each other. Mouths on top of one another, his tongue pressed against hers and hers against his. Breathing heavily she began to strip him of his shirt. She ripped the last three buttons and threw it off of him. He quickly got the idea as he reached behind her back searching for the zipper of her dress.

She grabbed his wrists and pulled them off her back, he looked at her questioningly until she pushed him onto the bed roughly.

He hit the bed wearing a sexy smirk. He'd definitely never been with her type before. Every girl he'd ever been with had submissed to him. Letting him do everything his way. But she was different, she was aggressive, something that made his pants feel much tighter. It was hot, and he could tell it was gonna be a night for the books.

She began to strip in front of him, slowly easing out of her dress stepping out of it as it hit the floor revealing her nicely toned body. It wasn't too muscled like some girls; it was firm and taut but somehow soft. He licked his lips he couldn't wait to be all over that. She moved lithely towards him, and bent flexibly at her middle reaching down to remove his pants and shoes.

She threw them across the room leaving him in only his boxers. She stood over him in her black heels smirking. Definitely a naughty girl. And it was as close to a striptease as he'd ever seen.

She climbed onto the bed looming on top of him. But she didn't hold the dominant position for long as he quickly rolled her over. Kissing her in a very animalistic and raw way. She liked that, she didn't like the soft sweet sex; she liked the animalistic raw fuck that she so rarely got. She knew she was in for the latter as he began to roughly kiss and bite his way down her neck and into the hard line of cleavage her bra was creating.

His hands came up to rest on her hips. The moment they wandered up her back towards her bra strap she rolled him onto his back straddling his pelvis. She could feel the bulge underneath her impatiently pressing against her entrance. It would have to wait; she was all about the build up. Teasing the man till he begged.

She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra letting her full breasts bounce out. She threw the bra onto the ground and proceeded to press her lips firmly against his forcing her tongue onto his.

She rocked on top of him lightly, he grunted into the kiss with anticipation. It was definitely too late for him. She had in the palm of her hand and she wouldn't give him any mercy.

His hands wandered to her chest, he began playing with them expertly. She bit his lip at the feel of his well coordinated hands expertly working on her. He grunted liking how she dragged her teeth along it.

She rocked on him again feeling his large anatomy pressed even more firmly against her. She moved her mouth to his ear. Biting the lobe, he jerked. She pressed her lips to his earth and whispered "how hard are you gonna fuck me tonight?"

She licked his lobe, feeling him jerk again. He turned his mouth towards her ear and replied in his sexy voice "harder than you've ever been fucked before."

He flipped her over and grabbed her wrists with one hand, she smirked at him, amused. She supposed she could let him have a little fun. She would play along.

He slid her panties down her legs and tied her hands to the bed frame with it. Kinky. She thought, and she definitely liked it. He pushed his mouth down onto her right breast clasping the nipple in-between his teeth his other hand wandered to her left breast and began pinching and teasing the nipple.

She gasped arching her back as he flicked it with his tongue. He grinned around her pink flesh. He began swirling his wet tongue around her nipple listening to her pant softly, under ministrations.

After a minute or so he decided he'd teased her enough; he latched his whole mouth onto her breast and began to suck on it while he massaged the other one. She gasped loudly this time. Arching firmly into his mouth.

He looked up at her watched her face contorted with pleasure.

His hand left her breast, it had had enough attention. He slid it over her taut stomach down to her pussy and slid his finger along the sensitive nerve filled slit. And watched her freeze. He'd definitely hit the spot. He teased her clit rubbing it gently. A soft moan escaped her mouth.

"You certainly are wet sakura" He commented. She licked her lips in response.

But just as he was about to slip a finger into her well lubricated sex. She freed her hands from his makeshift handcuffs, and flipped him onto his back. She straddled him for a moment and looked down at him with an extremely sexy vindictive smirk. She would get revenge for that. She lowered her body onto him. And licked down his stomach, feeling the muscles tighten beneath her tongue. She reached the seam of his boxers looking up at him. He was looking down at her smirking from ear to ear. He knew what was coming, he thought he was ready but he had definitely never been through what he was just about to experience before.

She slipped his boxers off and his hard dick eagerly sprung out. She licked her lips again looking up at him. He smirked wider.

She licked the tip, testing it out. She felt his legs twitch beneath her. She reached her hands up his legs, running them up the inside of his thighs and wrapped her soft lips over his tip. Sucking gently on it. Hearing his throaty grunt of approval, she slowly lowered her head on top of him. She took in half his length and felt his hands slide through her hair pulling it in frustration he wanted in her throat. But she wasn't going to give him what he wanted just yet. She lifted her head and wrapped her soft hands around his length and began pumping him slowly watching his facial expression. His face contorted and his hips jerked into her hands wanting more. She teased him slowly pumping him while lightly sucking on the tip.

He groaned. He wanted more now. She licked up the length of his shaft.

"sakura." He groaned.

She looked up at him, drawing his eyes to her mouth as she lowered it agonizingly slowly onto his tip. He moaned.

"Sakura please" he begged moaning his face contorting.

She finally lowered her mouth to take him in completely. He moaned her name loudly pushing himself into her with his hands on the back of her head.

She was definitely experienced. Licking and sucking him like a lollipop. She looked up at him making him gulp. He had never seen anything hotter.

Suddenly she lifted her mouth off of him. And crawled up to kiss him on the lips. He could taste himself on her wet mouth.

While their lips and tongues collided she reached a hand down and pumped him lightly. He grunted into the kiss and began ravaging her breasts with his free hands.

She moaned into the kiss. And squeezed his anatomy. His eyes widened he'd had enough of the touch and go he need inside her Now.

He grabbed her wrists with probably enough force to crush them. And slammed her onto the bed, watching her breasts bounce as she stared up at him smirking. She knew he was going to be rough and he could tell it was what she wanted.

He lifted her soft as silk legs around his waist and plunged his hard member roughly into her entrance. He watched as she shuddered, arching into him. He grabbed her hips roughly and began pounding himself into her as hard as he could. She moaned joining him grabbing the sheets and panting his name.

This encouraged him as he picked up the pace even more watching her pound her hips into him meeting his pace easily.

He then pulled out of her and flipped her onto her hands and knees, he plunged into her once again, grunting as her wet pussy enveloped his hard cock. He slapped her ass hard, enjoying the screams that erupted from her pink lips. He grabbed her hips once again and picked up speed.

She moaned his name loudly "mmm fuck mee!"

He gladly complied plunging into her harder with each thrust. He moaned as he could feel the walls of her wet entrance tensing around his member.

He moaned her name in a breathy manner; he'd definitely never been with a woman who had such flawless control over her lower muscles.

She pulled off of him and pushed him onto the bed. Before he could protest she sat roughly onto his dick. It slipped eagerly into her wet slit. It reached a part of her she never thought possible she froze for a moment feeling impaled sitting there on top of him, his entire length buried inside her. He was definitely big. If he wasn't the biggest she'd ever played with he was certainly close. She panted.

He looked up at her like she was some kind of god, as she began rocking her hips. He swung his head back in pure ecstasy. How did she do it? Was she some kind of nymphomaniac? He didn't doubt it. All he knew was someone only got this good at sex with experience and she was the best fuck he'd ever had.

Maybe he'd stick with her for awhile or at least till he found someone better than her. He doubted if it existed, but if it did he had to get his hands on it.

She built up to a vigorous pace panting and moaning as she started to get closer to her peak. He could begin to feel his dick building pressure inside her as it neared release.

She pounded her hips into him harder gasping as his dick hit a sweet spot. She pounded harder and harder till she finally found release she screamed his name at the top of her lungs and grabbed fistfuls of the sheets that lay beneath them. With her vigorous pounding as she came he felt himself getting very close he grabbed her hips and continued their previous pace. As she rode the waves of pleasure he watched her face contort as shuddering breaths rolled off her tongue. It was music to his ears.

He moved her hips up and down on top of him even more vigorously as his cock began to feel as if it would explode from the amount of pressure and pleasure building inside.

With one final hard pump he released it. Moaning her name loudly he pressed himself deep into her. His cum ran out of her pussy and began to slide down her creamy white leg.

They both froze panting loudly for a few moments.

She finally caught her breath and looked down at him. He was slightly red in the face and was still panting. But he was smirking at her.

She smirked back at him for a moment before ripping off her garter. She grabbed his hands and tied them to the bed post with the garter using intricate knots.

He looked up at her questioningly. Hoping this was one of her kinks.

She slowly rolled off the bed and began gathering her clothes. She slipped her bra and panties back on and ushered into her dress quickly flattening the creases.

She looked back at the poor abandoned man. He looked pissed.

"And just where do you think your going?" he asked her.

"I'm leaving, obviously." She retorted fixing her disheveled hair in the mirror.

"Why did you tie me up?" He asked puzzled by her actions.

"Wouldn't want you chasing after me." She replied looking back at him with a sly grin.

"So you're leaving?" he asked sounding pissed again.

"yeah." She said simply, pulling her dress down lower to hide the dried cum that was on the inside of her leg.

"Will I ever see you again?" he asked

"no." she answered flatly "I only stay with a man for one night and then I move on."

He was silent for a moment, he had never been more confused by a woman, he had thought they were simple creatures. But this girl was something different he just could not begin to wrap his head around her twisted logic.

"Why?"

"Why not? Men like you do it all the time. " She replied.

His eyebrows creased. Where was her motive?

"So are you just some sort of nymphomaniac who gets a kick out of leaving men helplessly tied to beds?" he asked in a smug tone.

"no." she answered as she reached for the door handle "I just figure that womanizers like yourself need to be taught a lesson."

He glared at her.

She turned the handle and stepped through the door gracefully slamming it behind her. The sound of her heels clicking down the stairs echoed through his brain. How could she possibly have known how he treated his women? And just how many men had she "taught a lesson to"?

He would see her again. If he could escape this garter that is…

TBC