The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 104: Rough or passionate

Chapter 104: Rough or passionate

They finally reached one of the bedrooms, and the door was being flung open while he pushed her inside shoving the door shut, not a care for how loud it slammed shut.

He held either side of her face and his lips crushed against hers, her fingers tangled in his hair and terrible hunger crawled through her, the kind that could eat a man.

Everything felt like it was moving in hyper speed and slow motion all at once, and there was fire in her loins and desire in her belly.

Remo’s body molded against hers and he bracketed her with his arms, and a moan rose in her throat when he drew her bottom lip between his teeth tugged.

His hands were exploring everywhere they could. They were so close as if he wanted to enter into her skin not like she was complaining.

Remo groaned when she arched into him craving more.

"Fuck...you’re going to be the death of me."

He pulled back and Abby moaned out in protest.

"Ha impatient are we?" He teased as he took off his suit coat and tossed them to the side before kissing her again, more deeper this time. The kiss set off a sharp, wild need in her. It was a brazen kiss that held nothing back. His mouth found his neck, breathy and hot between kisses.

"I think we should make you a little more comfortable" he said against her neck between kisses, his hot breath making her skin prickle.

His hands slide from around her front, and he dragged his fingertips slowly up her sides and around her back until they reached the zipper on her dress.

"May I?" he whispered, leaning down to press his lips against her shoulder again.

Abby swallowed, this was it. She was really going to be doing this. She was about to lose her v card, her body and heart to Remo Quinn.

This is what she wanted. No point in backing out now.

She nodded, her voice cracking with nerves slightly as she spoke.

"Yes"

He started to draw the zipper down at a painfully slow pace, her breath came in soft pants and he paused for a while before he continued unzipping her dress.

"You need to relax baby, I’m going to make you feel so good" he murmured lowly, running his fingers up the newly exposed bare skin of her back until they reached her shoulders and rest near her thin straps.

"Are you okay? You seem tensed."

She fought back a blush before answering him.

"Yes, I’m okay, sorry I’ve just never done this before. I-I don’t want to disappoint you."

Remo’s motions halt completely "Disappoint me?" he asked bluntly, sudden apprehension in his voice.

"Seeing you naked it’s enough to get me off why would you think me buried inside of you will disappoint me?

"I-I don’t know what to do—no, I just meant since you have more experience...I- I...." She fumbled, trying to explain what she meant but feeling even more embarrassed.

His hands started to slid her straps down, seemingly reassured by stuttering "Well if it makes you feel any better, no one can give me an erection simply by eye contact. It should tell you the effect you’ve on me. And I’m nervous too. What if I disgrace myself and cum in 3 seconds? With the way I’m dying to have you, I wouldn’t be surprised."

Abby was too distracted by the fabric of her dress pooling at her feet to really listen to what he was saying and immediately his large hands were on her exposed skin.

He took a large step back leaving her standing in only her red lace strapless bra and panties, feeling extremely exposed.

His starved eyes slowly went down her figure, and the ache between her thighs grew more and more insistent as he gave her a torturous once over and looked back to her face with his lower lip tucked under his teeth.

"If I had of known that’s what was under that dress I would have taken it off sooner"

She fidgeted on her feet, trying to feel less vulnerable "Martha picked it out" she said timidly,

He grinned at her, "I wasn’t talking about the lingerie sweetheart"

He moved closer to her and he took his finger and traced slowly across the top of her bra, over the swell of her breast "It does look amazing on you though..."

Wet heat flared between her legs and a shiver ran along her spine as he contiued to trace his finger between her breasts and down her sternum, he smirked when he noticed

"But as incredible as you make it look, I’m dying to take it off of you"

Abby’s heart fluttered at his words.Her chest was already rising and falling rapidly at the light touches from his fingers, and his hands wrapped around the full flesh of her hips as he started to push her backwards until her back hit the wall..

He pressed his body close to hers, bringing his hands up to cup her jaw, darting his eyes between her own. He wishperred, "I’m going to ask you some questions, you just need to answer - don’t over think it"

"Rough or passionate?"

Abby blinked in a daze.

"Pa-ssionate."

He smiled at her as he brought his lips down to hers, capturing her bottom lip with his, blood throbbed in her veins with a scarlet web of desire as her eyes flutter closed.

He kissed her softly, moulding his lips against hers as she returned the kiss and he started to run his hands down her neck, to her shoulders and then her arms.

She so caught up in kissing him, she was startled when he grabbed her wrists, swiftly and firmly pinning them above her head against the wall.

"You want me to make slow, sensual love to you?" he asked against her lips, pausing his kiss until she answered .

"Yes" she replied softly, unable to ignore the thrill that shot straight through her at the small action