The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 103: Miss. Potatoes

Chapter 103: Miss. Potatoes

The elevator door opened as Remo stared at her in a daze. Abby grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the elevator.

"I thought you wanted to f-u—me why are you still standing there?" She flushed, her cheeks tainting deep red.

"Wha-what, Wait - Really? here? now?"

Abby lips curled into a smile and she let out a deep sigh. He looked shocked as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

She didn’t want to sleep with him at first because she was afraid she would fall in love with him but now she didn’t care.

She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

She moved closer to him and leaned her face closer as she whispered in his ears.

"Not here but if you hurry you can remove this dress off me. It’s getting a little suffocating. "

Remo stiffened as he felt her hand grabbing the hard bulge in his legs.

"Hmm—he seems a little excited isn’t he?" She bit his ear and he felt him shiver. It seems whatever she was doing was good? She had no idea what she was doing, okay maybe she did. The alcohol and lust in her brain was driving her high with ecstasy.

She didn’t want to be the shy stammering rabbit in bed. She wanted to be a wildcat. He had experience, slept with a lot of women and she didn’t want to boring in bed.

If he couldn’t love her, at least she hoped he would obsessed with her body. After all, lust wasn’t far away from love.

"Are you sure that’s what you want?" Remo finally spoke.

Abby bit her lips and she gave a shy nod but the words that left her mouth were anything but shy.

"Remo....I want you to fuck me—-do you want to or not?"

Without a word, he picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he made their way to where the driver had packed his car. Abby was too shy so she had buried her face in his neck. But that didn’t stop her from being messy as she bit and sucked his neck. She could feel how tense Remo was and she was enjoying every second of it.

"Boss—"

"Give me the car keys." Remo interrupted the driver before he could say anything else.

Remo put her in the back seat before he got into the driver’s seat and drove away.

He was too quiet but him glancing at her in the rear view mirror was all that she needed to know.

The look in his eyes had her pressing her thighs tight together as she shifted in the back seat. It was as if his eyes were caressing her with lusting, invincible fingers and heat uncurled in her abdomen.

Abby had imagined so many ways she was going to lose her virginity she didn’t think it would be with someone like Remo Quinn.

He was far from the Prince Charming she had day dreamed about. How could something so evil make her feel so good? It was so strange having this feeling for someone who was supposed to be forbidden.

Maybe Remo Quinn wasn’t the only evil person—she was evil too for wanting him the moment she laid eyes on him and now she was going to have him.

Abby’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. Very soon Remo Quinn was going to be hers. Wait why did she think like that—weird.

Most of the drive was silent aside from the music coming from his stereo but the tension was so thick it could cut through a wall.

She saw Remo adjusting himself in his pants as he kept one hand on the steering wheel and her stomach twisted and clenched when she watched him squirm in his seat when he ran his palm over the obvious bulge in his pants and thrusted his hips up against it.

A web of desire throbbed in her skin. She wanted to touch him, feel him so bad but she was afraid they would have an accident. Her being insecure didn’t help too. She was too shy to attempt it.

Also she didn’t want to die as a virgin especially not now that she was sexually frustrated. Maybe a little distraction would save both of them because from how tight he was holding that driving wheel she was afraid they would crash.

"Remo, do you know when I was a kid I wanted to be a potato."

She asked at random, watching Remo’s confused eyes catching hers in the rear view

"Huh?"

"Crazy right?"

Remo’s brows furrowed together before his lips broke into a smug.

" I didn’t know you wanted to be Miss. potatoes. That’s interesting "

"Yeah they can be used for a variety of dishes. I felt bland. Maybe if I was a potato I could be interesting. "

"Wait—-what?"

Abby shrugged.

"You’re serious right now?"

Abby met his gaze in the mirror, with a deadpan expression she shook her head.

"No..I actually hate potatoes."

Remo laughed and shook his head but his eyes were full of warmth as he turned to look at her.

"You’re terrible at joking Abby."

Abby flushed slightly, "Thought—you could use a distraction——you know...."

Remo glanced down to his lap, catching on to what she was implying and she saw him smirk to himself as he focused back on the road.

"I can think of a few other ways you could have distracted me, freckles, but thanks."

Abby flushed at his words. She was starting to like this endearing name he has given her. For being something she hated on her face she was actually starting to like it.

"I don’t want to be a widow at this age, please concentrate on driving."

Remo chuckled, "Alright love. We are almost here."

Abby looked outside and realized they were pulling into a driveway.

"Where are we?" She asked looking around the unfamiliar location.

"Don’t tell me you bought a house just to sleep with me Remo."

"Maybe I did. Now let’s get inside before I fuck you in the back seat."