The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 148: Bend over

Chapter 148: Bend over

Abby lay in bed, surrounded by darkness that seemed to press in on her from all sides. She turned onto her side, then onto her back, then onto her other side, but no position felt comfortable. Her mind raced with thoughts and worries making it impossible to relax.

She sighed heavily, staring up at the ceiling. The soft glow of the moon peeked through the curtains, casting eerie shadows across the room. The silence of the night only served to amplify the cacophony of her thoughts.

Just as she felt herself drifting into a fitful doze, a voice broke through the silence.

"Abby, are you okay?"

Remo’s voice was gentle, concern evident in every syllable. Abby turned her head to see him sitting up beside her, his eyes filled with worry.

"I’m sorry, did I wake you?" she whispered, feeling guilty for disturbing his sleep.

Remo shook his head, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from her face. "No, I couldn’t sleep either. But you seem particularly restless. Is something on your mind?"

Abby hesitated, unsure of how to explain the jumble of emotions swirling inside her. She bit her lip, debating whether to confide in him or brush off his concern.

Finally, she sighed and let the words spill out. "I just can’t seem to quiet my mind tonight. There’s so much going on, and I feel like I’m drowning in it all."

The shift of the bed startled Abby, but when Remo’s arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her close to him, a sense of calm washed over her. She melted into his embrace, feeling the warmth of his body against hers as she nestled against the curve of his chest.

As he buried his nose against her neck, releasing a contented sigh, Abby couldn’t help but smile softly. His presence was a balm to her soul, easing the turmoil that had been churning inside her.

Remo’s hand slid beneath her top, his palms gently caressing her lower stomach before gliding upwards. "I can’t stand seeing you so restless," he murmured. "Let me help you relax."

He trailed slow kisses along her jawline, moving down to the base of her neck. Abby shivered as each tender touch sent tingles across her skin. It was as if a soothing warmth washed over her, easing the ache in her chest.

Abby assured him, "I’m okay, really," despite sensing Remo’s concern. He shook his head with a soft tut.

"You’re a terrible liar, sweetheart. We’ve been through this," he chided gently, coaxing a slight smile from her.

His hands glided smoothly up over her breasts and back down again.

"Let me take your mind off things, even if it’s for a little while. Like alcohol, the euphoria from sex it’s such a good distraction."

Abby flushed at his words.

I don’t know what else to do to make you feel better" he sighed against her neck.

"Can’t take away the pain from you ....can ease your mind from the ache of losing a love one but I can make your body feel good though - can I do that for you please? Let me help you."

He murmured amidst a series of kisses along her shoulder, his hands continuing to explore her body with teasing touches that caused her to bite down on her lower lip and her breath to become shallow. "Let me make you forget for a little while—I’ll make it all go away."

She took a sharp breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She trembled, feeling every cell in her body yearning for him.

His pupils dilated fully, his expression darkening promising her sweet escape. Honestly she would rather be at his mercy than be captive of her mind right now.

His fingertips traced a searing path along her skin from the center of her breasts down to her belly.

She whimpered, unable to tear her eyes away from his.

He waited for her answer.

She breathed quickly, "Yes."

He smiled at her and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

"I will take care of you, my sweet girl." He murmured.

He got down from the bed, "Can you remove your clothes and wait for me in the middle of the room?" his voice was rough as he moved away from her and went to the wardrobe as if he was searching for something.

Abby stepped off the bed and grasped the hem of her top, lifting it over her head with deliberate slowness until her breasts were exposed.

Next, she slid her sleep shorts down her hips, letting them drop to the floor. Beneath them, she wore nothing.

Completely bare now, she felt a shiver run through her body as the cool air from the room’s air conditioning caressed her skin.

She remained frozen in place, her heart pounding with anticipation.

Moments later, he reappeared behind her, causing her pulse to quicken even more. She felt the smooth texture of one of her silk scarves being draped over her eyes, sending a surge of adrenaline through her veins. It wasn’t what she had expected, but the unexpectedness only heightened her senses.

With skillful precision, he tied the scarf securely behind her head, plunging her into darkness. Deprived of sight, her other senses seemed to intensify, particularly her sense of touch. Every nerve ending tingled with desire and longing for him.

"This will make you only focus on the sensation. I don’t want your mind wandering anywhere."

Moving to face her, he spoke in a husky tone, "Give me your wrists." Without hesitation, she presented them to him, already anticipating his next move.

He skillfully wrapped another scarf around her wrists, binding them together securely. Testing the knot, she found it secure; there was no chance of freeing herself without assistance.

Returning to her back, he left her in silence. She stood still, trembling with anticipation. For a moment, there was only silence, and she wondered if he had left the room.

Suddenly, his hands gripped her hips firmly from behind, causing her to startle. A fresh surge of adrenaline coursed through her veins as she felt his bare skin against her back.

Leaning close to her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine, he whispered seductively, "Will you be a good little slut for me?"

She swallowed, sensing a sudden dryness in her mouth, and moistened her lips with a flick of her tongue. The air around her felt heavy, making it difficult to draw in a deep breath.

"Y-es." She managed out.

He lips pulled into a slow smile that she could feel against her ear

"Good girl." He whispered softly then he commanded her in a voice she had never heard before. It sent shivers along her spine.

"Bend over"