Page 77 of Greased

The anxiety of my silence seems to affect him more than I realised. I watch as the hopeful look drops from his face to one of regret and understanding. His shoulders drop as his eyes find a spot on the ground to stare at.

He takes in a breath, “Scar,” he begins but I don’t let him continue.

“I expect there will be more of those embarrassing stories when you take me on this supposed date?” I say.

Sonny’s head snaps up as he looksat me wide eyed.

“Really?” he gasps before shaking his head, “Babe, you can have every single photo album Mama has of me when I was a kid.”

I chuckle at his reaction. If he was a dog, he would absolutely be wagging his tail. “I look forward to it.”

True to his word Sonny messaged me the moment I got home with details about our date. I chuckle as I look at his message.

SONNY

Monday night after training. You are minemi amor.

I instantly copy and paste his Spanish into google translate. I can’t help the way my heart stutters as I see the translation. My love.

With the opportunity in front of me, I can’t help but play with him, if even only a little. He always makes it way too easy for me. I change the translation from Spanish to English and type in my reply before copying the translation and sending it to Sonny. It doesn’t take long before I get back a reply.

SCARLETT

No te preocupes, papi. Prometo que seré una buenachica para ti ;)

SONNY

Fóllame nena muerta. Te mereces un azotaina

SCARLETT

No me amenaces con pasar un buen rato

SONNY

Si tu papá no me asesinara, estaría allí mostrándote a quién perteneces.

My mouth hangs agape as I read the translation for Sonny’s message. I bite the corner of my lip as I read his message over and over again. Why the fuck do these men turn me into an absolute nympho?

With my phone still tightly in my hand I roll over on my bed, reaching over as I dig around in my bedside drawers. My fingers find my satisfyer and I pull it out. My old and faithful has never let me down and after the teasing from Sonny, I can feel my body desperately needs this release more than ever.

I quickly roll my sleep shorts and panties down my legs, not giving them any mind as to where they land. I turn the satisfyer on and place it straight on my clit.

I jolt at the sensation, my back bowing as pleasure rolls through me.

“Fucking hell,” I moan as I turn it up a notch.

I clutch my phone tighter in my hand as I inch closer and closer towards my orgasm.

The pulsing of the toy seems to vibrate through my entire body as my lower stomach clenches.

I can’t help but think of the exact scenes Sonny all but threatening me with. Sonny crawling through my window in the middle of the night. Him placing his hand over my mouth so I don’t make any sounds as he wakes me from my slumber. The feel of his hands on my body as he pulls me up off my bed, only to bend me over the mattress. The feeling of the cool air hitting my bare ass as he pulls down my panties. The sting of the slap as he fulfils his promise in spanking me; followed by the whisper of ‘You’ve been such a bad girl’ in my ear.

The thought immediately sends me over the edge, the most intense orgasm rolling through my body.

“Sonny, fuck, fuck, fuck!” I shout at the height of my orgasm. My back bows off the bed and for a moment I swear I black out for a moment.

I pant as I come down from the high. I lie still for a moment as I try to catch my breath. I hear a sound come from the side of my head. I frown, confused as I look at my phone that’s still clutched in my hand.

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