The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 234: Drunk Sex

Chapter 234: Drunk Sex

Lily turned to look at him, her eyes flashing with pent-up emotion. "My mom," she replied, her voice trembling with intensity. "She said she wants to divorce my dad."

Cage’s expression softened with understanding as he took in Lily’s distress. He reached out and gently squeezed her hand, offering her a silent gesture of support.

"I’m so sorry, Lily," he murmured, his voice filled with empathy. "That must be incredibly difficult for you."

Lily nodded, tears welling up in her eyes as she struggled to make sense of her mother’s decision. "I just don’t understand why she would do this," she admitted, her voice choked with emotion.

"Everything was finally starting to fall into place, and now... now it feels like everything’s falling apart."

Feeling the weight of Lily’s pain and vulnerability, Cage gently pulled her into his arms, offering her the comfort and solace she so desperately needed. She melted into his embrace, her tears soaking his shirt as she buried her face against his chest, seeking refuge in the warmth of his embrace.

As they held each other close, a palpable tension hung in the air, thick and charged with unspoken desires. Lily’s heart raced as she breathed in Cage’s scent, her senses overwhelmed by the intoxicating proximity of his presence.

Slowly, hesitantly, Lily pulled away from him, her gaze locking with his as she searched his eyes for some semblance of understanding. In that moment, she felt as though she could drown in the depths of his gaze, lost in the intensity of the emotions that flickered between them like a flame dancing in the darkness.

Unable to tear her gaze away, Lily found herself drawn towards Cage, her heart pounding in her chest as she leaned closer, her lips hovering just inches from his

Lily’s eyes drifted down to Cage’s lips, her breath catching in her throat as she felt the irresistible pull of attraction coursing through her veins. She could see the longing reflected in his gaze, mirrored in the depths of his dark eyes as he searched her face for any sign of hesitation.

Maybe it was the alcohol giving her the courage, or maybe it was the raw intensity of the moment. But before Cage could even comprehend what was happening, Lily closed the distance between them, her lips pressing against his in a soft, hesitant kiss.

For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still as they melted into each other, their bodies trembling with the intensity of their shared desire. But as quickly as it had begun, the moment passed, leaving them both breathless and unsure of what to say or do next.

As they pulled away from each other, a moment of uncertainty lingered in the air, their hearts pounding in their chests as they grappled with the intensity of the moment. Lily’s breath hitched as she searched Cage’s eyes for any sign of regret or hesitation, but all she found was a raw desire mirrored in his gaze.

Lily’s hand trembled against Cage’s cheek as she searched his eyes for any sign of what he was feeling.

Lily yearned for this moment, this forbidden fantasy that danced on the edge of reality. She fought to keep her thoughts grounded, to maintain a clear understanding of the situation. But when Cage’s thumb brushed across her bottom lip, a surge of heat coursed through her, sending tremors down her spine. Deep within her, a longing stirred, growing stronger with each passing second.

Cage’s eyes flickered with desire as he stared hungrily at Lily’s lips. Time seemed to freeze as he leaned in slowly. When their lips finally met again , a fire ignited within Lily’s belly, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. It was consuming, overwhelming, and left her craving more.

He kissed her with a gentle urgency, each touch sending electric pulses through her body. With each tender nibble and lingering kiss, Lily’s desire intensified. When Cage’s tongue traced the outline of her lips, she couldn’t help but gasp in response.

As the kiss deepened, Cage’s touch became more insistent, driving Lily to the brink of ecstasy. His lips trailed down to her neck, his skilled tongue sending waves of pleasure crashing over her. Unable to contain herself, Lily straddled his lap, seeking even closer contact.

"Cage," Lily whispered, her voice laced with urgency, "I need you to touch me."

Cage groaned softly, a mixture of desire and restraint in his response. "Sweetheart, I want nothing more than to give you what you crave. But not like this, not when you’re not fully yourself. I need you to ask me again when you’re sober."

Determined to get what she wanted, Lily’s fingers tightened in his hair as she leaned in, her lips tracing a tantalizing path along his. With a playful nip, she teased, "I’m more than capable, Cage."

Though he groaned in response, Cage held his ground, resisting her advances.

Undeterred, Lily shed her dress, revealing herself in only her lingerie. Positioning herself on her knees in front of him, she reached for him, her hand seeking out the hardness in his pants. A low whine of anticipation escaped her lips as she stroked him, her plea echoing against his lips, "Please... make me feel alive."

His grip tightened around her, his resolve waning in the face of her undeniable desire. "You drive me crazy," he muttered, lifting her off the floor to the couch to his lap.

With a flicker of electricity between them, his fingers traced a path beneath her panties, igniting a fire within her. Gasping for breath, Lily rocked against his touch, lost in the sensation.

His voice husky with desire as he commanded, "Show me, Lily. Show me how much you want this."

With trembling hands, she obeyed, shedding her bra to reveal herself fully to him, her chest rising and falling with anticipation.

As Lily’s bra fell to the floor, Cage’s gaze roamed over her, a hunger burning in his eyes. He reached out, his touch electric as his fingers traced the curves of her body.

"God, you’re beautiful," he murmured, his voice husky with desire.

A flush of heat spread across Lily’s cheeks as she met his gaze, her heart pounding in her chest. The intensity between them crackled in the air, igniting a fire that threatened to consume them both.

Cage’s hands moved with purpose, exploring every inch of her skin as if committing her to memory. Lily gasped at the sensation, her body arching into his touch, craving more.

With a gentle tug, Cage pulled her closer, his lips trailing a path of kisses along her jawline and down to the curve of her neck. Lily’s breath hitched as he nibbled and sucked at her skin, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her.

She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as she surrendered herself to the overwhelming desire that pulsed between them. With each touch, each kiss, she felt herself slipping further into the depths of passion.

His hand moved with purpose, sliding forcefully inside the front of her panties. He cupped her, his fingers teasing and twitching at her opening as he huskily demanded, "Is this what you want?"

Lily cried out, her hips pushing forward eagerly. "Yes!!!" she gasped.

He slid two fingers inside, groaning at her wetness. "Fuck, you are so wet for me," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

She gasped loudly, rocking her hips into his hand as pleasure washed over her.

With one hand still gripping the back of her neck, Cage’s other hand worked its magic, his movements slow and teasing. He bent down, capturing one of her breasts in his mouth, his tongue flickering relentlessly.

Lily clutched the back of his neck, her body writhing with pleasure. "Cage!!" she cried out, lost in the sensation.

He chuckled softly, his momentum increasing as his thumb rubbed against her clit. Lily mewled like a kitten, unable to control the waves of pleasure crashing over her.

Out of her mind with ecstasy, she felt her body tense, her breathing unable to keep up with her racing heart. Cage’s gaze locked with hers, holding her captive as he pushed her right to the edge.

"Look at me... I want to watch you come," he purred, his eyes burning with desire.

She stared back at him, unable to tear her gaze away as he kept her on the brink. Panting heavily, she felt the tension building inside her.

With a wicked smile, he demanded, "Come for me."

And with his command, Lily surrendered to the pleasure, waves of ecstasy crashing over her. As the sensation washed over her, Cage extracted his hand gently, careful not to touch her now overly sensitive clit.

He kissed her softly, murmuring, "You are beautiful when you come."

Lily’s legs trembled, unable to support her weight as she collapsed into his arms, spent and satisfied.

Cage held Lily close, his arms wrapped around her as she trembled with the aftermath of pleasure. He pressed soft kisses to her forehead.

"You okay?" he asked softly, his voice laced with concern.

Lily nodded, a contented smile tugging at her lips. "More than okay," she replied, her voice filled with a sense of bliss