The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 111: Enough of you

Chapter 111: Enough of you

Observing Remo’s bewildered expression, she reveled in his reaction, captivated by his mesmerizing gaze.

With each movement, his hips responded, mirroring her mounting desire. Guided by her hand, her lips and tongue danced with precision.

"Fucking hell, Abby," Remo gasped, disbelief evident in his voice. "Am I even awake right now?"

Interrupting his question with a subtle suction, Abby continued, relishing in the sensation despite the familiar burn in her jaw. Remo’s gasp of disbelief only fueled her excitement further.

"What—is going—fuck-"

As Remo’s hips responded to her movements, Abby couldn’t help but revel in his reaction, finding herself captivated by his mesmerizing gaze.

She stopped her movements to respond to him.

"I was just trying to make sure you were awake," Abby replied with a sheepish grin. "In case the evidence wasn’t clear enough."

Remo’s bashful smile warmed her heart as he admitted, "Well, it certainly feels real enough. I just never imagined waking up to you like this."

"A little reward for last night." Abby said with a wink.

Remo let out a throaty groan as Abby resumed her administration, her focus now solely on driving him to the brink of ecstasy. With each movement, she felt herself becoming increasingly aroused, the heat of the moment enveloping them both in a shared passion unlike any other.

Abby felt Remo’s hips begin to rock in rhythm with her movements, his grip tightening in her hair as his breathing grew ragged. A surge of arousal flooded her body as she watched him lose himself in the sensation.

Determined to push him further, Abby allowed him to sink deeper into her throat with each thrust, focusing on her breathing as she continued her motions. She watched as his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, alternating between clenching his teeth and releasing low grunts and moans.

"Fuck—-that’s so good baby—"

The intensity of the moment overwhelmed Abby. She didn’t think she would ever feel this much enjoyment from pleasuring someone. Remo just had that effect on her—must be some kind of magic.

Remo looked utterly captivated by the sight before him, his gaze never leaving her. The warmth and affection in his eyes tugged at her heartstrings, mingling with the intense desire coursing through her veins.

As Abby felt Remo’s length twitching against her tongue, she felt a surge of satisfaction. His hoarse, fragmented pleas only fueled her determination to bring him pleasure.

"Just like that—-such a good girl—-fuck me with your mouth"

Despite the strain in her neck and jaw, Abby pressed on, relishing in Remo’s reactions. The warmth of his pre-come coated her tongue, and she couldn’t help but moan around him in response to his praise.

As Remo’s hips lifted faster, Abby struggled to suppress her gag reflex. But the sight of his pleasure-filled expression spurred her on, her own arousal reaching new heights.

When Remo’s grip tightened in her hair and his voice grew hoarse with desire.

"I’m so close—do you want to swallow—-if not stop—"

Abby met his gaze, silently communicating her intent to continue. She pushed herself further, taking him deeper with each movement, despite the reflexive clenching of her throat.

"Oh my goodness——" he let out before she felt his length pulse against her tongue.

As Remo’s orgasm washed over him, Abby felt his release flooding her mouth, warmth coating her tongue and throat. She rode out his climax, watching with rapt attention as his body trembled and his muscles contracted in ecstasy.

When Remo finally released her, Abby collapsed onto him, their chests pressed together in a tangled heap. Despite his disoriented state, his eyes burned with desire, and Abby couldn’t help but feel a surge of satisfaction at having satisfied him so completely.

Remo’s hand found Abby’s arm, pulling her closer until their bodies were intertwined in a tangle of limbs. His tired eyes held a mixture of contentment and longing, a silent plea for more lingering in their depths.

Abby’s heart raced as she gazed into Remo’s eyes, feeling a powerful connection between them. The intensity of their encounter left her breathless, her skin buzzing with electricity.

For a moment, they simply lay there, lost in each other’s gaze, the world fading away around them. It was as if time stood still, and all that mattered was the bond they shared in that intimate moment.

As the haze of passion began to dissipate, Abby felt a surge of tenderness wash over her. She reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair away from Remo’s forehead, her touch gentle and reassuring.

In that moment, as they lay entwined in each other’s arms, Abby knew that their connection ran deeper than mere physical attraction. There was something special between them, something worth exploring and nurturing.

With a soft smile, Abby leaned in, pressing her lips against Remo’s in a tender kiss. Their mouths melded together, tongues dancing in a fervent embrace as they lost themselves in each other.

In that moment, nothing else mattered but the electric connection between them, the raw desire that coursed through their veins.

Without breaking the kiss, Remo shifted them onto their sides, facing each other, and wrapped his arm around Abby’s lower back, drawing her closer to him. After a moment, he relented, allowing Abby to catch her breath, but not before peppering her lips with several soft pecks.

Remo couldn’t help but murmur, "If this is how you plan to wake me in the morning, we may never get out of bed."

Abby replied, her lips dipping behind Remo’s left ear, her tongue tracing the curve and sending a ripple of sensation down his spine. "Possibly. I can’t seem to get enough of you."

Remo tightened his embrace around her, reveling in the warmth of their connection. With a soft chuckle, he nuzzled against her neck, his lips brushing against her skin.

"Good thing I have nowhere else to be," he murmured, his voice husky with desire.

Abby’s heart fluttered at the sound of his voice, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. "Neither do I," she replied, a playful glint in her eye.