The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 150: Beg for it

Chapter 150: Beg for it

Abby felt his erection pressing into her lower stomach, Abby’s free fingers moved of their own accord, sliding between them to graze over the tip. She wrapped her fingers around him, feeling the hardness of his arousal in her grasp, and he groaned low in his throat at the sensation.

Abby’s breath caught in her throat as Remo tugged her hand away, his lips leaving hers with a suddenness that left her reeling. His grip tightened around her jaw, and she winced as his palm cracked against the cheek of her ass, eliciting a sharp yelp from her lips.

"Did I tell you, you could touch me?" Remo’s warning sent a shiver down her spine, his blown-out eyes stared at her hers with a fierce intensity that left her trembling.

All Abby could manage was to shake her head, her lips parted and her chest heaving as she stood before him. Despite the sting of his punishment, she couldn’t deny the rush of arousal that flooded her senses, leaving her craving more even as her body throbbed with pain.

"S-Rory—"

"Hmmm...." Remo’s voice was rough as he tilted her head with a firm grip in her hair, exposing her neck to his hungry gaze. He attached his lips to her skin, sucking and nipping at several spots that had her whimpering softly, her moans blending with the sound of their ragged breaths.

As he continued to mark her neck with his rough kisses, Abby fought against the urge to grind her heat against his hand, her body yearning for the contact. His voice, muffled against her skin, sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her, even as he pushed his hips forward, pressing his painfully solid length against her.

Abby gasped as she felt him pull her harder against him, the sensation sending sparks of desire shooting through her veins

"How are you feeling now?" Remo asked softly.

"Fine—" Abby replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Good. How do you want me to fuck away the pain away?"

Abby blushed deeply, caught off guard by his directness. Remo had a way of being both gentle and demanding, and it always left her feeling a bit flustered.

"You owe me—-a—rough—fuck—remember?" she managed to stutter out, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Remo smiled against her neck, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. He lifted his hand between her legs, his fingers trailing up her center before resting at her most sensitive spot, stroking slow circles that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"I do—-you want me to settle you today? Want me to fuck you like a slut?" Remo’s voice was husky with desire, his words sending a thrill of anticipation coursing through Abby’s veins.

Abby nodded, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she struggled to find her voice. Remo tutted softly, her heart hammering loudly in her chest.

"Words Abby... Let me hear you say it," he murmured, his voice sending a jolt of electricity straight to her core.

"Yes—" Abby whispered, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

He moved Abby to the bed, his instructions firm yet filled with a subtle undercurrent of desire. "Bend over, arching your back," he instructed her, his voice sending a shiver of anticipation down her spine.

Abby did exactly as he said, her body trembling with a mixture of nervousness and excitement as she complied with his command.

She knew he liked what he saw, the low, satisfied growl that reverberated through his chest confirming her suspicions. His fingers trailed down her neck, sending goosebumps cascading over her skin and causing her chest to arch towards the bed in response.

As he groped and massaged her, Abby couldn’t help but gasp at the sensation, her body thrumming with desire as he explored every inch of her. She winced as he grazed the spot where he had smacked her earlier, the burn still lingering beneath the surface.

"Does it hurt?" Remo asked softly, his voice filled with genuine concern as he gauged her reaction

Abby shook her head, her breath catching in her throat as she struggled to form coherent words. "N-no, I-I like it," she stammered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at her admission.

Remo chuckled at her response, his voice dripping with amusement. "You like the pain? I see you’re such a dirty slut. Aren’t you?" he teased, his grip tightening on her thigh as he pushed her legs further apart, asserting his dominance over her.

He moved away briefly, leaving Abby’s body yearning for his touch, before returning with a teasing stroke of his length against her clit. Abby gasped at the sensation, her body quivering with anticipation as she felt herself growing even wetter under his teasing ministrations.

"Look at that... you’re soaking for me. I guess you really like the pain," Remo taunted, his words sending a thrill of excitement coursing through Abby’s veins.

Unable to contain her desire any longer, Abby pushed her hips back, silently urging him to take her, to give her the release she so desperately craved. The tension coiled tight in her body, the knot in her belly driving her to the brink of madness as she yearned for him to fulfill her deepest desires.

Remo tutted softly at her impatience, pulling back slightly. "You want me? So needy? You want me to take you hard and rough?" his voice was laced with both amusement and desire, his words igniting a fire within Abby that threatened to consume her whole.

Abby nodded.

"What did I say about using your words, little slut?" Remo’s voice was low and commanding, sending a shiver of both fear and desire down Abby’s spine. His fingers gripped and tightened around her throat, the pressure sending a jolt of arousal coursing through her veins as she gasped for breath.

With his lips near her cheek, Remo whispered, his voice laced with lust

"If you want me to fuck you, beg for it."