Scarlett Johansson studied him, expression softening slightly. "And that was enough? Just those words?"
Ryan nodded, smile lingering. "More than enough. Sometimes, all it takes is someone believing in you, reminding you of what you're capable of. That's where my strength comes from. Not from cheating or tricks. Just... belief." Scarlett seemed to weigh his words, balancing on the edge of whether or not to accept them. Her eyes kept glancing back at him. "I see your ploy," Ryan said, smirking and suddenly standing up. Scarlett took a step back in surprise, but failed as she felt the desk blocking her retreat. "I don't believe you're interested in the how. Is that envy I hear in your voice? Or maybe simple curiosity? Hearing so many others talking about the what, I think you're only using the why to lure me here."
Scarlett chuckled like a villain, a stark contrast with her appearance as a pristine beauty. "Nice deduction. What gave me away?"
"The way your eyes keep flicking down to my crotch, maybe?"
"Well, since I've been caught, and I expect no objection from you, let's throw the theatrics overboard." Scarlett and Ryan met in a violent embrace, hands exploring each other's body and tongues dancing between lips. With experienced fingers, they got undressed until Scarlett was in her lace underwear and Ryan in his boxers.
Ryan twisted Scarlett around and undid her bra strap, allowing her full, ample breasts some much deserved freedom. Unrestrained, Scarlett's breasts seemed to increase in volume, but barely dropped into their natural position firmly on top of her chest, without much of a sagging effect expected from such large tits. Ryan brought his hands around to the front and gave her marvellous bosom a good kneading.
Just pausing a moment to let him take her in, Scarlett was clearly satisfied as she bit her lower lip and smiled, eager to continue. Her delicate hands brushed over his bulge and pulled down his boxers. Meanwhile, Ryan was busy cupping and squeezing her excellent tits, holding and massaging them, using his fingertips to coax her stiffening nipples. Keeping one hand on her bosom, he used his other to slide down the curve of her back to her ass, delivering a good squeeze and quick spank.
Scarlett gasped, and lustfully thrust her hand into his boxers, wrapping her hand round his already hard cock. She stroked him, causing him to shiver from pleasure. His hands grabbed at her firm ass before he hooked a finger in the waistband of the lace bottom piece and pulled them down. Scarlett continued to stroke him, using her other hand to push his boxers down. His hand slid from her breast down her torso and found its way to her naked pussy. He slid across her wet folds and Scarlett tensed, hand clamping down on his cock, body shivering with a gasp of restrained pleasure.
"Blake, you want to join?" Scarlett asked her assistant.
"Nah, I'll skip, I'm still too raw from yesterday." Blake locked the screen of her tablet and made for the door.
"Your loss," Ryan and Scarlett said simultaneously. They laughed and were too focused on each other to notice the door closing behind Blake.
Scarlett planted a couple of kisses along his chest before lowering herself to come eye to eye with his hard cock. Grasping it again at the base, she started stroking along his whole shaft. The other hand cupped his balls while she looked up mischievously. Scarlett moved her mouth and spat on his tip, adding lubricant to the long strokes she gave to his cock, from base to tip. Eventually, leaning forward and winking at him, she thrust her hungry mouth onto his cock.
Scarlett's full, plump lips slid over his shaft. Ryan shuddered with pleasure when she wasted no time in starting to suck at a swift pace. Still picking up speed, Scarlett's tongue worked double time, licking at his shaft and swirling around his tip. Her head bobbed enthusiastically, her tight ponytail shaking around. She matched the pace with her hand stroking whatever part of his shaft wasn't inside her warm mouth. Scarlett's caused waves of pleasure running through Ryan. Was this the best blowjob he had received in this competition?
Scarlett shifted a little, moving her free hand in between her legs to play with her wet folds. She removed his cock from her mouth and let it point at the ceiling while she licked the underside before taking it into her mouth again. Scarlett placed the hand that was working his shaft on his hip, and plunged down to take more of him inside her mouth, his tip starting to edge down her throat. That didn't stop her as she gripped his hips and jammed her mouth down on his cock. Scarlett Johansson whorishly sucked him off, slurping and barely gagging on his cock. Ryan couldn't resist and grabbed her ponytail. With a firm grip, he helped to pump her head up and down his cock.
Ryan loved how Scarlett took it so perfectly, even staying calm as his balls pressed against her chin, her lips pouting around his thick base as his tip entered her throat. He pumped it in and out of her wet mouth and she looked up devilishly with her seductive eyes. Her look resembled that of someone calm, as if she was somehow still masterfully in control while Ryan fucked her throat.
Ryan did not want to finish in Scarlett's mouth and pulled her off his cock suddenly. She breathed heavily, keeping eye contact, and blew bubbles with mixture of saliva and precum that filled her mouth. She let it run down her chin onto her tits, giving the pale orbs a pleasant shine. Ryan drew the gorgeous actress to her feet and lifted her onto the desk. Scarlett slung her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Put that fucking cock in me already," she moaned, begging to be fucked.
His tip touching her wet folds, he pushed forward and penetrated Scarlett Johansson's soaking pussy. Ryan felt her give way quickly but still hold him tight. Scarlett's pussy hugged every inch of his cock as he pushed into her. It felt snug and tight but still allowed him to slide all the way into her hot pussy. They both groaned in delight.
"Fuck yes, fuck me nice and hard," Scarlett growled as she was fucked with long and strong thrusts.
Ryan simply focussed on his movements, trying to ignore the squeeze of her tight pussy on his throbbing cock. The feedback he received from the pleasure he was providing Scarlett was sending electricity through his body and his cock began to tingle. Luckily there were Ana de Armas's words for occasions such as this. Focus, breathe, get your head in the game. And his stamina was restored.
