Page 68 of Greased

In my moment of disappointment, I hadn’t even realised Scarlett had moved. I look down at my girl. My dick twitching as I take her in. The look in her eyes as she looks up at me. The fact that even through my boxers, I can feel her warm breath blowing against my dick.

I feel like I’m about to lose my virginity again for the first time. I get now why Sonny said she didn’t even have to touch his dick for him to cum. I also internally cringe at the thought of Sonny while I’m this painfully hard.

“You don’t need one,” she says. I frown down at her as I take in her words. But I thought she said…

I suck in a breath as she slowly starts pulling my boxers down. My cock springs free and I feel an edge of relief at not being confined by them. Scarlett sits kneeling at the end of her bed. I stand stock still, not moving a single inch. I see the hunger in her eyes as she stares me down. A bead of precum seeps out of my dick. She lifts her head to look me directly in the eyes.

All I see is lust, hunger and desire. She doesn’t give me a moment before she leans in, her tongue licking up the mess I made. I don’t know how my legs don’t collapse from under me as Scar keeps eye contact with me before taking me in her mouth completely. She gags as she reaches as far down as she can take me. She slowly sucks me as she withdraws. A string of spit comes away as my dick slips free of her mouth.

“Fuck me…” I mutter at the sight of my girl in front of me. She has permanently destroyed me for anyone else.

“That’s kind of what I’m hoping that’s what you will do,” she snickers, still holding eye contact with me.

I feel the disappointment all over again but before I can utter a word, she starts shaking her head. “You don’t need a condom, Pike. I want to feel you. Every single, raw inch.”

I groan at the filth that pours so easily from her mouth.

My hands grip under her arms, pulling her up off her position on her knees. This time when I throw her down on the bed I follow her down, covering her body with mine.

My cock lines up at her entrance. With one final look at her face to gauge if she still wants this as badly as I do, I slowly start pushing inside of her.

Her pussy clamps around my cock like a vice grip as I keep pushing each inch inside of her. Once I’m completely bottomed out, I look back up at my girl.

Heaven doesn’t even begin to describe the feeling of her around me like this.

I pull out slowly until only the tip is left in her dripping cunt. She clenches around the head and I throw back my head cursing.

Scarlett giggles at my reaction. I don’t give her a second before I slam myself back hard inside her. Her back arches as she squeals at the intrusion.

Each thrust earns me either a moan, whimper or another inhumanly sound and I soak it in. Pleasure is written across every inch of her features and I long to pour as much as I can from her.

I feel her wall squeeze me again and without any warning, an orgasm comes crashing down over her. Just at the sight of her head thrown back in the throes of pleasure, my orgasm creeps up on me andI cum with a shout, emptying myself inside her. My arms collapse as my orgasm subsides and I roll before I can crush Scarlett.

We lie side by side for what feels like forever but must only be minutes trying to catch our breath.

Another giggle comes from Scarlett and I turn to face her. She’s looking directly at the roof and I watch as a smile slowly starts to creep over her lips. Little bursts of laughter escaping her swollen lips.

It seems that her laughter is contagious as a chuckle escapes my lips. At the sound, she turns her head to look at me. Her smile gets broader if that was even possible and the next time noise escapes her, she is unable to stop the laughter. I join alongside her.

If someone was to see us now, they would surely think we had just escaped a mental asylum.

Eventually the laughter calms down until we are both laying down facing each other. Only inches separate us. I reach up and push back a lock of her that had fallen over her face.

“You are fucking perfect, Scarlett.”

She smiles almost shyly at me. “Says you,” she mutters just loud enough for me to hear.

“Prepare to be sick of me, Princess. Now that I’ve had you, I will never let you go.” The smile drops from her face but I don’t back down, not for a second.

“At this point, I probably sound like a broken record. But I need you to know just how fucking sorry I am, Scar. I fucked up. Nothing that I do will ever be enough to make it up to you, but I want to try. I want to be that man that you met in Australia. The one who made promises that he wanted so desperately to keep. You deserve the world and I want to be the one that gives it to you.”

I watch as tears glisten her eyes. I watch her internal fight. The push and pull of the angel and devil on her shoulder as they war over my words.

I don't bother with waiting for her to reply. I pull her into my arms. Our naked bodies mould together. She instantly relaxes her body into mine, her arms wrapping around my waist as she settles in.

“Saturday,” I murmur.

“Saturday,” she whispers in reply.

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