Three Wishes // Scarlett Johansson x Fem Reader

CHAPTER 22. "Tacos."

Y/N's POV

I moaned as the delicious liquid smeared across my lips and spilled down my chin. My taste buds are truly reveling in ecstasy as the taste falls on my mouth.

The only thing that can be heard in the room is my moans and the calm music playing in the background. The ambiance was wonderfully set by the dark lighting. My tongue rolled out, licking the liquid from my mouth.

"What the hell, Y/N. It's just tacos." When I turned around to face Scarlett, I noticed her staring at me with her own half-eaten taco in her hand, disgusted. I glared at her and let out an unbelieving gasp.

"This is not just tacos. These are some bussin tacos. The best ones I've ever had." In a matter-of-fact tone, I said.

"I can see that. Or shall I say hear- 'cause it seems like it's fucking you mindlessly if your moaning like that." She pointed out and I slightly nodded in agreement.

"Bet you can beat it." I grinned eating the last piece of my taco.

"Oh, sure I can." She scoffs eating her food.

"But you're straight, right." I raised a brow jokingly.

"Jesu- can you not take a joke. Are you that dry in humor?" Dry in humor, you're just horny and I left your pussy dry. Ha, of course I'm not gonna say that to her. That's not how I expected for me to die.

"Ouch. I think you just offended Mr. Big Bing and me."

"You and you're friends jokes are getting out of hand sometimes and I just can't believe I'm dating a dork."

"Sure, but I'm your dork... And your my bitch." I snorted and because of that I almost choke on my food. This time it's Scarlett's turn to laugh at my pain.

"Karma is a bitch." I flipped her off before going to the washroom to clean myself from the grease. I was wearing a set of red lingerie that made Scarlett lose her mind and I just put on a napkin hangin on my bra so I wouldn't stain my expensive bra when I ate.

My hands are propped on the counter as I examine my face. My eyes were dark, nearly black, when I stared at them. When my emotions are low, it's always like that. But, honestly, I'm not sad. Sure, I'm still hurt from our fight, but I just wanted to put it behind me and forget about it.

Before I got here at the hotel earlier I went to go shopping for some care package- I don't fucking know what they are called. I just bought some face masks and other shits. Also, I brought this massage oil and I'm really invested to do that on her. And, lastly... a surprise. That I didn't imagine for me to do but yet I did.

Viagra.

Okay, it sounds a little bad but I swear I'm not luring her into sex. Am I though. I just wanted to use it and keep my distance from her when she have it. From what I saw earlier from my teasings she seems needy to be touched so maybe this is a good idea and let her grow hornier to the point she begs for it.

Gosh, just thought of her begging to be touched sends electricity down to my core. Her whining and dirty talking to get her to bed. Then I would tie her up the bed and fuck her from beh-

"The fuck?" I look at myself questioningly. Did I really just thought of that? I thought I was this shy and insecure little shit.

But guess what, the people who seems innocent are the ones who are crazy... in bed.

I walked out of the bathroom and approach Scarlett grabbing my empty glass going to refill with wine.

"Want a refill?" I asked with my empty hand where she put her glass and muttered a small 'thanks' before I left to the small kitchen. Good thing that there's a divider separating the rooms so I got my space to do my thing.