The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 180: Kneel

Chapter 180: Kneel

"You want me to use you, princess?" Remo whispered darkly, his voice sending a thrill down Abby’s spine.

With a smirk, he yanked off the remaining shreds of her gown, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction when he saw that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Abby let out a strangled whine as his fingers trailed up her folds, teasingly exploring the arousal that had pooled there for him.

She felt the pressure of his touch against her sensitivity, his fingers grinding against her in a way that made her head spin. His grip tightened around her wrists, leaving a burning sensation on her skin as he waited for an answer.

"Yes," Abby choked out, her eyes squeezed shut as Remo pressed his body harder against hers.

Remo’s fingers spanked lightly against her skin, eliciting a jump and a whimper from Abby. As he pulled his hand away, his heavy pants fanned across her neck and ear, adding to the intensity of the moment.

His hand slid back over her hip before smacking down against the already sensitive core leaving an imprint that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her.

"That’s it, my sweet little toy," Remo murmured, his voice a low growl that ignited a fire within Abby. "You are mine to use as I please."

A stifled moan escaped Abby’s lips as Remo’s mouth found her nipple, his tongue tracing circles around it before he moved to lavish attention on the other one. His lips trailed down her chest, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

"So many things I want to do to you," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "Where do I even start, hm?"

Abby’s breath caught in her throat as she listened to his words, her body thrumming with anticipation. Remo’s kisses trailed beneath her ribs, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine.

"Should I spank you until you can’t even sit down tomorrow?" he mused, his voice low and seductive. "Leave you so red and in pain that you’ll be begging for me to soothe yet another ache of yours?"

His words sent a thrill of excitement coursing through Abby’s veins, her body trembling.

"Or should I get you down on your knees for me?" he continued, his tone laced with hunger. "Make you cum over and over on my tongue until you’re begging me to stop? Hm?"

"Please, Remo," Abby begged, her voice laced with desperation. "Just touch me—please."

"Listen to you," he murmured, a hint of amusement in his tone as he traced a thumb down her cheek. "How eager you sound, how enticing." He tipped her chin up towards him. "My precious little slut, isn’t that right? You’re my precious toy?"

"Yes—Please," she whimpered, her voice barely a whisper as she gazed up at him with pleading eyes. "I —need you, Remo."

He chuckled softly, the sound sending shivers down Abby’s spine. "You’re so needy, aren’t you?" he teased. "But don’t worry, my sweet little toy. I’ll give you exactly what you crave."

He lowered his head and ran his tongue up Abby’s thigh, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her entire body.

"So sensitive," he murmured against her skin, his breath hot and tantalizing. He lingered at the highest point on her thigh, his teeth grazing her flesh in a teasing nip.

Abby trembled beneath his touch, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of his ministrations. "The way you shiver," he continued, his voice husky with desire. "Fuck, I love to see you shake." He said pulling away from her.

Abby’s breath caught in her throat as she watched Remo pull away from her and step down from the bed. Her eyes followed his every move as he began to unbutton his shirt, the sound of each button being released sending a shiver of anticipation down her spine. She listened intently as the fabric fell to the floor, her senses heightened by the sight of his bare chest.

The sound of his belt coming off next echoed in the room, the metallic clink as it hit the ground making her stomach flip with excitement

"Come here," Remo’s voice was low and commanding, sending a shiver down Abby’s spine. She rose from the bed, her steps slow but deliberate as she approached him. Each stride brought her closer to him, her heart pounding in her chest as she awaited his next move. When she reached him, she stood before him, her breath catching in her throat as she met his intense gaze.

Abby’s breath hitched as Remo’s hands closed around hers, leading them to his warm, solid chest. With deliberate movements, he guided her hands down his torso, each ridge and contour beneath his skin sending a rush of sensation through her. She felt the rise and fall of his chest with each breath, the anticipation building with every touch.

Reaching the hem of his jeans, Remo directed her hands to the button, his voice a low, commanding murmur as he instructed her to undo them.

"Remove them."

Abby’s fingers trembled slightly as she fumbled with the button, her pulse quickening with excitement. Finally, it gave way, and she moved to unzip his jeans.

As the zipper slid down, Abby’s heart pounded in her chest. Remo’s gaze bore into hers, dark with desire, as he stepped out of his jeans, standing before her in all his naked glory.

The air crackled with tension as Abby’s eyes traced the contours of his body, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of him.

"Good girl," Remo murmured, his voice thick with arousal as he took a step closer to her. "Now, feel me," he urged, guiding her hands to wrap around his hardened length.

Abby’s pulse raced as she obeyed, her fingers closing around him, the heat of his skin searing against hers. She could feel his arousal pulsing beneath her touch.

"Stroke me, baby," Remo whispered, his breath hot against her ear as he leaned in closer. "Feel how hard I am for you."

With trembling hands, Abby began to move, her touch slow at first but growing bolder with each stroke.

Remo’s groaned and held her hand, bringing her movements to a halt. His gaze bore into hers, intense and commanding, as he uttered a single word that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Kneel."

Abby’s heart pounded in her chest as she dropped to her knees before him, her eyes never leaving his as she awaited his next command.